licensed to commit vehicular homicide.
it's not the height of a building, but the weight of the body leaping from it. there's something about inertia and negative sixteen "t" squared minus initial elevation. if you can reach the bar, they say raise it. can you imagine facing a fear, say free-falling, by jumping from an airplane only to discover your equipment is faulty? you'll plummet to your death because you've overstepped your physical boundaries. it's unfortunate that consciousness cannot exist without being (alive & present in the present). so much of life is hypocrisy & reverse psychology.
i felt that foreign eyes were fixated on my shoulder blades. when you slip between consciousness and unconsciousness everything becomes serene. you hear, but cannot speak. i felt her heart beat, palm to palm, through her fingertips forty feet above ground. it's not an illusion of invincibility. how can you be reckless in body, but not in mind? how can you subject yourself to the occasional high, and then allege a fear of heights...
it's always about need, convenience, and conversion.