Part I
A dramatic play about this actor by a composed composer of an opera setting that has been getting me a little closer to spend more time on this particular subject. Do I embrace it or reject? Face the hard truth or object. Inject myself with thought, is this really what I want? This review of you — an affable extroverted guy with a beard that’s neatly groomed, as soon as I stepped inside the room I felt a positive vibe is how I would describe my first time seeing you. Then there were other scenes with you.Witness to belly bucking. It was a total mind-fucking. A real tutorial on how males act territorial for dominance. Fine, fine. I’ll give you prominence.
He would charge me with a reckless self-drive and then deplete my incomplete emotion, I had to learn how to survive, find tranquil states of immersion after getting pummeled. I got by, kept going even though I stumbled. I got humbled. I needed to be both sweet and sour in devotion to my craft, and now I had another draft.
Shameless candor.
Carefree and comfortable, confident, conceited, optimistic about outcomes even when I have come dangerously close to getting defeated. Relying on probability of favorable chance. Sympathetic toward sorrow disguised instead as re-packaged pulp fiction romance. Pallet of emotional colors to explore. Can’t get enough. Desiring more.
(Photo by Shaonamin)