Passion For Passion’s Sake

 












I focus on things I ENJOY, that make me feel

better, richer, happier, more content, energetic,

optimistic, uplifted, empowered and enthusiastic

I tried a lot of things, if I disliked the person or the

genre I don’t return to it, only revisiting those with

dividends in terms of more happiness and wisdom

and enjoyment of beauty, harmony and music

This is why I return to poetry, the aesthetic joy in

rhythmical, flowing lines of words is FABULOUS

I’m resigned to be me – isn’t it wonderful, to grow

old and resigned to oneself, all our shortcomings

and idiotic phobias and just focus on strong points?

I FEEL joy when reading beautiful lines, unwilling to

lose this joy in order to gain the ability to read horrible,

painful, insulting, embarrassing, heart-breaking things

without feeling the pain

I respect everybody’s right to inflict as much pain

on themselves and others as they please while

reserving the freedom to refuse participation

unless my presence and action can make

a difference

I willingly share problems and sorrows if my presence

empathy and insight can ease discomfort and bring 
peace of mind BUT if a situation is outside my 
interactive ability, I won’t force entry to try to 
change anything

I regard my ability to wonder and experience wonderment

as my most precious possession, the cornerstone of my

attitude towards life - a lack of curiosity about religious

texts and spiritual material is strange to my insatiable

quest, I stare in wonderment at cynical material

Losing the ability to wonder means losing the most

beautiful, exciting, adventurous feeling and experience

I know of, I GUARD this TREASURE with total dedication

My experiments with cynicism and worldly-wise boredom

proved these experiences to be the most horrible of my 
life - I LOVE passion for passion’s sake