Devotion to a craft and passion holds its own end in the suffering of the love that seeks it. Respite held in the very thing that tempts one’s own destruction is the bread and butter that holds the creative force of God. What helps the psyche to stay intact, and what drives the ego to shoulder itself in the attempts for greatness. Why try? To find something more than the tangible reality through the tangible reality. Does pushing a limit bring the very boundaries of life into question? Yes. So it is within one’s duty to keep pushing, to keep climbing, and to keep working toward that devotion. Obsess in life and it shall obsess in you, that is all there is to that.

Meditate.

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