I feel that recently I have been longing to take a breath that's not allowed. I have been struggling to suck in a non-existing gas to satisfy not only my lungs, but my whole being. I have been unable to take the sip from a thirst-quenching spring ripling along on a scorched mid-summer day. Something is missing, though many things are present. I feel somewhat satisfied, yet as a person who has but a cup of water to last him through a year of desert-dwelling, so is my desire for satisfaction multiplied. Am I in search of of a possessable thing, or is it the spiritual I'm after? I doubt it's physical. I have naught that I crave after seriously... at least, not physically. A great person once said 'The key to everything is in moderation,' and on that basis, physically I'm well. I have everything that a Biology teacher preaches as the necessities of maintaining life. Shelter, food, water, all simple and are found bountifully.
Indeed it is the spiritual. But this leads to a question... Is the spiritual truly suficient? I am far too young and, I admit, too immature to know a sure answer. But I believe that it is. As everything in this world is surely going to pass away, and as men leave to the unknown, they take nothing with them, it is not the physical that we should care for more, our corrupted bodies that eventually break down... It is our soul that needs satisfaction and nourishment and caring and developement. It is a spiritual maturity I lack and an unblemished understanding of the lore of religion thatI'm after. Here begins my quest, this moment is a moment of revival for me.
I will quench my thirst.
Adonis
