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04.12.04 (6:10 am)   [edit]
I used to think it was easy to fly. Flap my wings hard and fast and off I go into the skies where anyone can take flight.

Was wrong, am wrong, will very much be wrong.

For so long, to have fought for what I believed in very quickly came to naught. It's like a trapeze that swung and broke. No entertainment, and definitely no deliberation. It's what we all call - reality.

It must have been an inspirational day/night that I thought it would be nice to dream whatever I wanted to dream. Doing music - performing, writing, composing - and working in a group where people do not despise what I did or how I did it. I thought I belonged.

In a twist of events, the whole believe cumbled like a stack of cards. Not only did I lose this believe, all the previous attempts to justify and make it happen all seem redundant and dysfunctional - there was never a place for it. How then can the thesis work?

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Theory of the passionate life boils down to the individuals: one must think that he/she is a part of bigger picture, thereafter think that he/she can contribute to the bigger picture to complete a full picture. In this sense, the full picture is what the individual deems to be the ideal world, encouraging he/she to passionately embrace this ideal world.

It could be of material, artistic, political, or individualistic nature, thereby inciting a series of actions which brings forth this nature of things, and subsequently, forming the ideal world.

In simplicity, an individual lusts/yearns to put him/herself in his/her own world, strictly interacting with those around him/her to create the ideal world. Such is the burning desire for the Passionate Life.

Take a beggar by the street for example. The motivation to stay on the streets can be purely material - to get as much donations off passerbys to eventually be able to eat, keep warm, or find shelter. Exceptional cases aside, the thesis reigns because of a nature that makes the beggar interact with those around him who would support his cause, thus creating an equation that leads to the passionate life. Equilibrium can or can not be reach. It does not matter since equilibrium was, and is, non-existant to begin with.

In another instance, historical dictators pursue political powers that can otherwise be used to subdue weaker nations/individuals. Much can be said of the same of the victims. The dictator persistently pursues power, while the victims relentless pursue peace. If there were no victims, the dictators wouldn't possess power, and vice versa. This interaction has a consistent equilibrium which is adjusted by the severity and conditioning of either the dictator or the victim. However, the desire to gain a goal is evident in both groups.

Justifying the desire can be broken down into 3 factors:
1. how much the goal is wanted;
2. how much interaction is achieved;
3. how far the individual will go to pursue his/her goals, which may include all forms of actions.

So before you decide whether or not you are Passionate about Life, the answer is obvious. You are.

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My favourite restaurant has closed for more than a year now. I remember faithfully chasing after them each time they move the business. From Bukit Timah to Serangoon, subsequently to Telok Ayer, I was a member and a loyal customer.

The thing that really hooked me in was their fried chicken wings and over-baked mussels. The salads were delectable, not to mention their escargoes which Angel still missed till today. Hot favourites amongst us were the pizzas and their flavored sodas. Couldn't quite remember the last visit, but as far as I recall, we only knew they were closing, but not too sure when.

It really started when I was still doing my Dip and had to save to drink there. Then slowly eat there, and finally frequent there. Big Apple Cafe. If you guys ever open again, let me know! :wink:
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