Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Robert Frost
Lately I've been feeling like this poem is what I've been feeling like my life is. A dichotomy of my desire and hatred. Sometimes I feel passion propelling me forward and at the same time my heart has a separate and distinct feeling of emptiness towards all that surrounds me. A part of me that screams to be free and find true fire. An all consuming passion. Not just routine and business. But as this so clearly illustrates the world...my world has no choice but face its destruction at the hand of one of two equally compelling ends.
Maybe it is too late to be waxing philosophic about my existence. Its just I spent tonight with a room full of friends and felt alone...or rather disconnected from it...wishing there was more to it then this. Sitting watching a movie...longing to be free from the mundane or rather to have the mundane have meaning.
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