Passion

Sometimes it feels as if the people I know, as well as the members that frequent this site, only talk of big topics (i.e. love, sex, politics, etc.) if they do it light-heartedly, or even skirting the subject entirely. It often leaves me with the sense of everyone treating things that I take incredibly seriously with a very superficial ease. Now, I know that this can't be entirely true. I've known far too many people to ever think that sex or love is taken lightly by nearly anyone. However, it's very easy to fall prey to what you see and forget what you know.

Somewhere along the way, I missed the lesson where I could talk about such things. It's not that I don't have things to say or express on the subject. I just don't know how to do it in most forums.

*Sigh* I don't even really know what I'm getting at tonight, really. I just had these thoughts running around and wanted some sort of reaction or feedback, and the journal isn't immediate enough for that.

I understand what you mean... I can do the light banter, and it can be fun if it puts a smile on someone's face, which is why I can do it and not hate myself. But I think the sad fact is that the level of personal intensity required to maintain the kinda of constant passion I think you're speaking of is one that most people are at a loss to maintain. Passionate people sometimes creep out people who don't understand the feeling of being constantly about to burst at the seams because life is just soo much to take that you can't contain it all inside.

A lot of interpersonal interraction these days seems to belie a quiet desperation for understanding, but a lack of the ability to take a personal risk and express one's self truely, out of a fear of being seen as weak, or taken advantage of.

I'm only here for the taa-taas.














What was the question?

Not quite, but something akin to that. Thank you.

.....that movie took waaaaaaay too long.

i take sex exteremely seriously. im just very comfortable talkin about it.

We have a culture in which deep intensity is neither respected nor emulated. People are flaky. But it's how they've been socialized. And I for one wish I could change it.

You can only change it in yourself, and hope those who see it in you adopt it. Words are the coin of the realm of thought, and most are deficit spending...

Well, I'm a rather passionate individual and all I usually get for it is who ever I'm talking to rolling their eyes and giving me a "there he goes again" look. At least when it comes to the things which matter most to me; i.e. politics, history, mythology and family. I don't have to much detailed and passionate discussions on sex/love because my experience is rather limited and I hate to be one of those people who has all of the great ideas and nothing to back them up
Honestly though, I can say, that one of the things that most attracts me to a woman is when she's passionate about something but doesn't take it TOO seriously; that is, we can argue and disagree on a topic but not end up fighting(I shy away from people who, when you talk politics or religion always end up shreiking). I remember quiet vividly hanging out with the last girl I dated before we started dating. We ended up discussing politics which lead to the abortion issue. We ended up falling onto opposing sides on that issue(one of the few ones we really disagreed on) but still carried on an empassioned, but civil, disccusion and ended up seeing one another's side quiet well. I still remember the look of shock on her face when she said "Holy shit. I'm talking politics with someone; and he knows what I'm talking about!"

Oh be quiet!

And I now like you.

Hair, cherry, blue berry?

Speaking personally, intensity can be a scary thing. My defense mechanism is humor. So, when I'm being the most sarcastic and flippant about something, it often belies deep insecurity.


Or maybe I really just don't give a fuck. (See how that works?)

I find it amusing to come back and visit this thread from time to time and see how it's just run in a completely different direction.

Oral sex.

Just kinda validates the point, no? Looking back at your original post, just speak your mind, and do so with the reverence you deem necessary... there's nothing wrong with speaking of that which is sacred, so long as you don't malign it.


[Edited on Jul 31, 2005 by chiaroscurox]

Being passionate is tiring and deprives me of energy better used for masturbation.

I have noticed that "issues" of a non daily newspaper variety are rarely touched, and those who tend to post threads involving something of a "relative human personal nature" are either ignored, or are laced with immediate advice columnist types. BUT...in the defense of not only these stereo types but also the "Empty Praisers" and the "Equal opportunity bashers and Empty narcissists" much like my self, if we took shit people say on the internet as the gospel or to heart from total strangers, we'd be right back where we were in the BBS days of believing and indulging in the whims of every moronic "cutter" or "attention whore" that came along (or was that just me), or even worse, we'd all be ordering breast and penis enlargement formulas and responding to e-mails like "Attention: Business Opportunities Await with peeked interest and a willingness to hand away out Security card number and credit card information (or is that just me )

Either way, I think it all comes down to, if yer looking for something specific, there seems to be pretty nice folks and support communities for just about EVERYTHING in the groups section and even a few titled boards. Just search around.

I prefer waist time on the Silliness boards almost exclusively, but that's mostly due to the fact that I'm fairly fucking empty inside, I believe life is one big joke, and I don't see the point in taking much of anything serious, at least that's after I get done tearing apart people in my journal rants....

-C- "Do what I say and not what I do"

I know a decent amount of people that think life is one big joke...


they usually stop laughing though when they are in extreme pain or when someone close to them dies...


I don't... pain and death make me laugh like Santa...


or maybe even a pirate

I saw too much human garbage too early in life to think it's much of a joke, unless it's a cruel on... But I live on in spite. This world is gonna have to WORK to break me...

mmmm....flaky...

mmmm....pie crust....