my soul is oftentimes a BATTLEFIELD, upon which my REASON and my JUDGMENT wage war against PASSION and APPETITE.
my reason and my passion are the rudder and the sails of my sea-faring soul.
if either my rudder or my sails be broken, i can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
so I LET MY SOUL exalt my reason to the height of passion - that it may sing 
for how could i let passion alone rule my reason? they are my two INSEPARABLE guests.
i could not honour one above the other, nor consider the first less than the latter.
although in my SANITY i could be oblivious that my heart has its wants and needs;
in my FOLLY, on the otherhand, i could forget that an unattended passion is a fire of destruction.
but how could i stay steadfast and unperturbed? who is wise enough and NOT burn inside?
why strain for ABSOLUTE balance when sages and scholars fail? i too, should REST in reason and MOVE in passion.
- as inspired by "On Reason and Passion"
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"Direct your passion WITH reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and LIKE THE PHOENIX RISE ABOVE ITS OWN ASHES."
~ Kahlil Gibran
