It speaks to us and guides us.
Passion rules us all, and we obey.
What other choice do we have?
Passion is the source of our happiest moments.
The joy of love, the clarity of hatred,
And the ecstasy of grief.
It hurts sometimes more than we can bear.
If we can live without passion, maby we’d know somekind of peace.
But we would be hollow. Empty rooms shuttered and dank.
Without passion we’d truly be dead.
