Where has my passion gone? I know I had it here a moment ago, and yet now that I'm looking for it, when i need it the most, it has gone. All those dreams and ideas sugar-coated with emotions and bravura, momentary vanished.

It is not the lack of time that has brought me here. In fact, all those little steps I've taken throughout my life, has led up to this moment. And here I am. Look at me.

They say "take baby-step to acomplish your ultimate goal." These people have no wish for creating any bravura, they have no overture to play. They have not felt the immense explosion of hot blood due to a hands touch or the magical but painful implosion of cold evil strategies implicate themselves. Such is the land of the common man; a low woodland with some plains, a mellow river with basking trout and a few cows grazing in a lush field.

It is not the lack of money that has brought me here. In fact, all those pennies earned and spent on all things big and small, they were paying my way to get to this moment. And here I am. Look at me.

They say wisdom lies within failure. I must be very wise indeed, yet I cannot help feeling out of touch with my incredible powers within. I do not know a lot of things. I don't know how to make soap, for example. I don't know the axiom that deals with parallellism. I can't figure out how to properly control my anger in an argument. I don't know what a muzogiat is. I wish I did. Oh, I so really, really wish I did, but my wisdom is limited in so many ways.

It is not the lack of desire that has brought me here. In fact, my wants and needs have been flowing through me since early age, never to stop! Never to end! Never to duck! Never to hide! And look now; here I am!

My passion is lost. Here I am snowed in in a cabin on a mountain many days away from that green meadow. I'm waiting for moments ago, that lustrious springtime. See you then.

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