The art of spending time, ferverently, intently, principally and with focus on seemingly minute details that blossom into large pictures of imagination, which unfold into dreamy realities that shape ones life.
I find the act of obsession to be one of the most yielding adventures that can provide an eminence of yearning, romance and a wide array of color.
It is within the compliment that is obsession that we find subtlety, compassion, sympathy, seclusion and sentiment.
The ability to resonate on such deep levels with few individuals is a talent long lost and rarely found within conversation. Buried beneath dunes the treasure, guarded by the embodiments of fear and risk the champion will be reunited with loved bounty that soothes his or her soul in ways that are like nectar never capable of being dreamt of, yet a certainty to be found and only experienced when in the deepest of stillnesses that connect us to our soul.
Like the sea’s touch on the skin of those that have long lived without its embrace we are refreshened and life springs forth into those spaces within us we forget to cultivate.
Nature knows how to please those areas of us that fall through the cracks of our attention and whom become lost to us – only to be found at later stages that make us know that negligence of merely a part is like negligence of the whole.
In solemn moments we become free of shackles that have long been our devoted centeres of focus. This obsession which is so pivotal to us is the quicksand that consumes our minds in its basic grasp that has such pull, we cannot escape it.
It is within this irony that we live – we create this pull, only to eventually escape it and become balanced once again.
Through existential churning we ready ourselves for tests and conquer our lesser values.
It is because of this drive, that the incessant activity of pinnal impetus that is the apple of our eye drives us to.
Often birthing reckless disregard and scenarios wherein we seek to arrive at all costs.
It is with such tenacity, that we will not stop at any cost to reach our destinations.
Arriving means the start of a new world – one that is far better. Combining hopes dreams, opposites of insecurities, the usurpment of our doubts and freedom from worry. Simply to live free and beautiful.
Mundanity has nothing on us and every moment flowing into the next is more granduous than the last.
Forever finding ourselves anew in a flow that is effortless and unbounding.
This is the end result of obsession. The apex of our disregard for one anothers negative effects and the culmination of our expectations.
Only without the metaphysical balls n chains shall we dare take another step. For what ever drags us down is worthless and cannot withstand the torrent.