Ever had a reason?
A reason that makes you tick. A reason that makes you think, attract all attention, does not let you think of anything else. It may and it will overwhelm you to the extent that it does not let you do anything else. It is what you breathe. Even when you're busy with the trivia in life, you are thinking of the reason.
It could be anything. Work, art, leisure, a game, a thing to acquire, anything at all.
People who don't have a reason, have other things - like a spouse, a child, a home to go back to and most importantly, a life. They do what they must and they look at their lives with a different perspective.
It's funny. It is sometimes about the priorities, they say.
Do I really think so?
If you really had a reason, powerful enough, would your priorities not be your reason?
Why do people dismiss a passion?
But then, on afterthought, I believe it is a break even that all got to strike somewhere - I once had a friend. He had his reason. So preoccupied in the thought, he did not care for anything at all. He loved, loathed, hated and would get angry - just like anyone else. And yet, there was a difference. No love was pure enough, no loathing was worth it, no hatred filled him and fury, left him unharmed.
Once, I would envy him. I wanted to be like him. But now I see him. And I'm glad I'm not him. I don't think I'd ever be able to love a cause as much. I can't be so occupied with something that I build a ten feet wall around me involving the cause. I was miserable. And so was he.
But the difference in the misery is the break even i chose to strike.
i haven't the reason. Nor do i have anything else. Yet, it's calm. Calmer, at least, than it would be if I had anything.
Probably it is the calm of death, or the calm before the storm, or both. But for right now, it's calm.
Do I like it? Don't know
Want to know? Don't think so
Why? No reason
Anyway, see ya around. As usual.
It could be anything. Work, art, leisure, a game, a thing to acquire, anything at all.
People who don't have a reason, have other things - like a spouse, a child, a home to go back to and most importantly, a life. They do what they must and they look at their lives with a different perspective.
It's funny. It is sometimes about the priorities, they say.
Do I really think so?
If you really had a reason, powerful enough, would your priorities not be your reason?
Why do people dismiss a passion?
But then, on afterthought, I believe it is a break even that all got to strike somewhere - I once had a friend. He had his reason. So preoccupied in the thought, he did not care for anything at all. He loved, loathed, hated and would get angry - just like anyone else. And yet, there was a difference. No love was pure enough, no loathing was worth it, no hatred filled him and fury, left him unharmed.
Once, I would envy him. I wanted to be like him. But now I see him. And I'm glad I'm not him. I don't think I'd ever be able to love a cause as much. I can't be so occupied with something that I build a ten feet wall around me involving the cause. I was miserable. And so was he.
But the difference in the misery is the break even i chose to strike.
i haven't the reason. Nor do i have anything else. Yet, it's calm. Calmer, at least, than it would be if I had anything.
Probably it is the calm of death, or the calm before the storm, or both. But for right now, it's calm.
Do I like it? Don't know
Want to know? Don't think so
Why? No reason
Anyway, see ya around. As usual.
