By Now You Know I'm Strange

I am so full of love right now that I think I might explode or erupt like a volcano.

I am not manic, though by these words one might assume I am, and it's true, I am labeled "bipolar", but no one can visibly see everything that is moving around inside of me. I appear calm, quiet. I'm sitting still yet inside there is a loud party going on. It's a big celebration. I'm celebrating the burning, the desire, the hunger, the love.

I feel so much HUNGER to know things. There are so many PATHS for me to take, on which I may find words to describe what this is, more labels. I am overwhelmed with curiosity to know more about THIS. I want to LEARN and I want to GROW, and I wish I could shout out to the world, "Hey, you should try THIS flavor of ice cream!"

Is there anyone out there that is blissed out about what is?

Is there anyone out there that is obsessed, like I am obsessed?

I am delighted to be suffering. I am a masochist!

It is called MONOMANIA. Check this out: Monomania = Mono-mania. Mono = ONE.
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I just had to get that out. It reads like the words of insanity. A few years ago, before I became a "seeker", if I had read these words on someone else's blog I would have thought, "This person is a little strange."

I know I'm strange, but I have a Friend. Others are too normal to notice their Friend. Maybe by letting a little strangeness into their lives they'll see they're not alone.

We're all mutual Friends.