May my desires never be satisfied

//May my desires never be satisfied

May my desires never be satisfied

If my desires are ever completely satisfied then what is left in life?

My desire to love. To bind. To learn.

This is not a story of self denial or anything similar. It’s just an acknowledgement of the fact that perfection of anything is the end of the line, the moment where progress becomes impossible.

I don’t know if it’s my blessing or my curse but, even when I’ve had a really good session there’s a part of my mind picking at possible improvements. It just wont stop. I hope it never stops.

As long as there is forward progress, I am happy.

I’m learning, I’m happy about that.

By | 2017-03-17T09:57:17+00:00 July 18th, 2012|Life|0 Comments

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