Kristian MichailIt's 2019. I'm 26. I am thinking of buying a nightclub. I even put in an offer. I was contemplating my bucket list of things I'd love to do before I die. DJ'ing twenty-four hours without rest came to mind. Imagine a party that books a new DJ to play 24 hours straight every weekend. Surprised they are not doing this in Berlin, to be honest. Pussies. Being an extremist, the seed of that idea turned into a 3-month rabbit hole. It ended dead on its ass. Not the business idea. I think marathon parties has legs. I walked away because owning venues is a cunt of a game. Muuch of which is propped up by doing dirty business. No thanks. Just because I like books, doesn't mean I want to own a bookstore. Why would owning a club be any different? Plus, for some odd reason, this venture seemed to grind the gears of some of my nearest and dearest friends. It seemed to personally attack the monotony of their lives. A strange scenario where friends become more hostile than enemies.
Sometimes the line between fantasy and reality is so thin you don't know if you are insane or genius. People will laugh at your ideas in your face. People will tell you what you do. At the end of the day, only you will know what is true. People with the most opinions of how things are, are normally those who have not gone very far. A lifetime lived behind the comfort of their cushion. Beware of their own fears they try to be pushing. No one in history who has built anything great, by letting another person decide their fate. At some stage in the process, you must be willing to lose some friends. In return go on an adventure that never really ends. The enemies we love keep us on our toes. Our friends with their strong opinions help make us grow. One without the other, we wouldn't get very far. Yet it doesn't make our relationships any less bizarre. Thank you for the booing. Thank you for the cheers. Thank you for helping reveal some of my greatest fears. The biggest of them all is that one day I am going to die. Yet despite that little fact so much is lived a lie. The fear of being alive is as great as life ending. The greatest challenge we face is the prison of pretending. Speak your truth, spill your beans. What is is to be human, this is what it means.
With love, Kristian Michail.