On the episode of blog...

I found I want to chase something. It is something I think humans are made for. The actual purpose of human life exists for the reason that I chase.

How do we find a catalyst for a mind blowing experience? Does it find us? I often think that is the case. In fact, I am always being happened upon by monumentous stimuli in the form of music, the guise of art, and the lilt of the poem. My soul is moved most when my world is challenged most. The foundation is shaken by the small incident in time. Unsettling. Uneasy. Unnerving. A delicious feeling of dissatisfaction and angst. I love the feeling the rolls over me as I realize what is revealed to me.