Relentlessly Superior.

Friday, April 02, 2010
[2:13 AM]

The repetition of our endeavour brings about a tendency of being immuned to this art form that it becomes an expected concoction with little purpose and reason. The thrill and excitement would usually subside as you become increasingly used to it. You lose purpose, you lose meaning. And then you begin to question the passion that you think had probably initiated this decision in the first place. You doubt yourself, thinking, is this really what I like to do? Is this truly my passion?

Tonight I might have found the answer. It took me awhile to really realise it although I know it's been there all along. For the first time I witnessed for myself the burning passion and desire these warriors share for this art. Even better I witnessed the complete opposite within these same premises. The juxtaposition was amusingly startling it opened my eyes and heart. I began to reach further into it and the further I went the clearer it became. I have found my answer.

His undying love for what he does is what separates him from the population of porcelain vases. I choose love.

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