Friday, May 2, 2008

Passion 02/26

A lot of people say that they are passionate, but are they really. Do they truly have that essence? Is it just a word we use for the extreme of something? Many explain it as a drive, a force that compels you to go. Passion. There are many types of it. Good or bad, but most things have that quality. Is passion felt through the heart? It seems that way. When there are no words to describe it, most put their hands over their hearts and use a face to express what they feel. It's difficult to put into words what you feel when there are to many to say or none that seem just right. Passion. It consumes you at that moment and nothing else matters than that one thing. It could be anything. It's like blinders that keep you going forward. Passion. Makes some of the inevitable happen. It's what makes explanations hard when you attempt to define what just happened. Passion. When the simple becomes complicated simplicity. Where most things are flipped upside down. Passion. Where one glance can take a breath away. Passion. When a moment is dragged out for an eternity. Passion. Where everything is remembered to the exact detail. Passion. The best worst thing to ever happen. Passion. It's what you make of it.

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A Tid Bit of Me

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I love the idea of blogging. These blogs will hopefully make you think, make you feel, make something in you move, and not just your eyes. Tell me what you really think; honesty is what I like. Well the jist of me is simple, I’m complicated. I'm artsy and I'm sometimes very emotional. I'm usually really random. I'm like a buffet, a little bit of everything and most of it is delicious. My favorite color is yellow, but I also love green. I love quotes, the crazier the better. I like to think. I hope to use this blog to condense everything that has become a muse to me. So my last words for this is be witty, be epic, be you.