Inspired by D. Moriarty

It's infectious, reading about living life like it's set to end at any minute; seeing the worlds of people who're prepared to at a moment's notice throw down whatever they're doing for the sake of experiencing something new. It's an infinite withdrawal from countless reservoirs of exuberance and bliss - loving the very fact that your lungs are drawing breath; it's this passion with which I want to live my life. To never let the petty impede on my happiness, to never let the worries of others derail me from my immediate love, to learn everything I can about everything I see; to be an adventurer of the infinite, a friend of the ceaseless, a chauffeur of the breadth of my own desires and dreams; I want it all and I want all of it to know me and who I am; I want to be the name spoken in circles of friends, mentioned in words of reverence and worldly awe; I want it all, and I want to give it to every person I see so that they too may become betrothed to it's effervescent glory...

In my heart I'm a hopeless romantic, but in my mind I'm a masquerading "intellect" - it is between these two that I strive to find my balance, and if by chance I find that footing, may the world bathe in anticipation for what I hope to achieve...