It is not that I don’t have passion, or too many passions. It is that I have but one passion that exceeds all others in the level it invigorates me and I have not realized it until now. Intoxicating my mind and occupying it for hours that seem like minutes of childlike fascination. Self improving realizations of the complexities in our beautiful world. Physics is that one true passion. I also have passions for writing, and creative activities, and soccer, and biking, and technology, and video games, and music, and reading. I watch movies on physics lectures FOR FUN. I try for 2 hours to illegally watch Carl Sagan’s Cosmos series; if I had found it I would not be here right writing this, I would still be watching it, all 1300 minutes. I also have a passion for helping people and making a positive difference however I can. I let a homeless 19 year old stay with me for free, and I’m ok with it, who can say that these days? I have the ability to focus indefinitely and deeply about a topic and the same opposing ability to be carefree and aloof which can allow for recovery and pursuit of other passions. I am not afraid of change. Change is the only thing I plan for in life, this is good because I can be spontaneous and comfortable in hectic life to a certain extent. I only care about people’s opinions of me if I actually have respect for that person, otherwise I don’t give a shit. I am listening to Pinback’s “Fortress” again right now. I have a fascination with other accents. My brain actually created two different distinct personalities just from Jessica Thompson’s accent switch. She has a beautiful British accent when she wants to. I like to subtly use other accentual tones in my accent to make it different, for fun. Especially whilst singing. I play with my cat to see him flop and jump around, so flexible and exciting and nimble. I watch his mannerisms also and analyze them. I analyze a lot, it gives me joy a great deal of the time but there also comes pain in realizing humanity’s weaknesses.
“A human being is part of the whole, called by us “Universe” – a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts, and feelings as something separated from the rest – a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation, and a foundation for inner security.”
-Albert Einstein (1879-1955)
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