The Inner Madness

Compulsion. Imperative. Obsession. Necessity.
The love of Philosophy is all of that and so much more.
You know that you want it. You know that you need it.
It’s an addiction, and it’s my life.
I absolutely refuse to let it go.

The Madness does not come and go. It is there all the time. It has always been there, since the beginning.
From the first moment I was aware.
Pervasive. Relentless.
I let it wash over me. It flows around me. It passes through me.
It is my friend. It is my greatest antagonist. It is me.
It is a curse. It is a gift. It is a challenge.
It is my life.