The Love

I am listening to a piece on the CBC about the French, and their love of love. It's strange thinking about the cultures out there that put a lot less stock in monogamy, and abstinence before marriage. It's not that I suggest doing these things, I don't think I am in any position to condone anything, especially anything sexual. However, it really got me thinking about living life passionately.

Is it the conditions that we live in that cause us to supress our feelings of desire? Is it the religious revival of our land that is killing our lust for life? Is it so wrong to want to seize what makes us passionate?

A friend wrote me a letter about how he had figured out why he was always so happy and successful. He told me that he always had a positive outlook on life, regardless of how shitty his life was, he just looked forward as if there was nothing in his way. This same friend has no problems with people seeing him naked, no problems with making love, and no problems with making a complete ass of himself for other's amusement (he is a professional clown and magician). He does what he loves, and loves what he does. Why should that be different than everyone else?

Again, I'm not saying sleep with everyone you know. However, I would like everyone who reads this to take a moment each day, and just do something that you enjoy.

Labels: emo, life, philosophy