Who am I?

I am krusty in the jungle.

I am a 30-foot wave that energetically commences abruptly and explosively then slowly
fizzles up the shore gasping into the porous sand until it has given all of its life to the
world.
I am not stagnant.
(If) I am lingering for too long I will throw a grenade at the ground and jump landing
somewhere far out of my comfort zone.
I am the edge, the slippery slope. Its like chasing the sunset down a misty alleyway that
grows narrower all the while. It seems so tangible at first and then it fades into a blurry
black with no distinct edge. A slippery slope indeed.
I am a giver.
I am a seeker.
I am a lover.
I am all or nothing.
I am either going to crash and burn or enter the realm of total success.
I am an acceleration pedal that knows no breaking counterpart.
I am not my past.
I am not my future. But,
I am the moment, the breath that propels the beat of my heart to the here and the now.
I am the hands that seize an electric lightning rod, clamping down on the vibrancy of life
in the wild, frizzled fringe until the lights go out.