I have come to a point in my life where I have begun to believe that my life's spark has been leaking out since birth, with regularity, such that by the end of my life I will be a shuffling, joyless husk. Fucking pessimistic I know. But it just feels that I am decreasingly able to experience the kind of soul-rending passion that has marked the
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I miss you!
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Thank you for the quote, and for the compliment.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVtJcjkE_VQ&feature=player_embedded
And also, cliched as all hell, but I was pretty cynical when I became a parent. But it is a love of such depth as to take my breath away.
I've always had very vivid and sometimes prophetic dreams, and during a few rare ones, have even visited with those who've died. I think they're an important vehicle for learning and experience.
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And yes, parenthood is a blatent source of hope for intensity of passion. I desperately hope to experience it. I am glad yours has been the fair mix of joy for all the hardship :)
I think dreams are very rarely useful as far as content, good for mostly entertainment, but they do preform a task: a sort of auto-catharsis. I love dreaming, especially for the rare times that they are useful as well.
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And thank you for the compliment :)
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Of those, how many have I done so without exploring before denouncing?
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