She's that Prag Man

Reason and logic. Practical.

Am I too practical? Too pragmatic?

prag·mat·ic   adj.

1. Dealing or concerned with facts or actual occurrences; practical.

pragmatism 

Main Entry: prag·ma·tism
Pronunciation: 'prag-m&-"ti-z&m
Function: noun
1 : a practical approach to problems and affairs <tried to strike a balance between principles and pragmatism>
2 : an American movement in philosophy founded by C. S. Peirce and William James and marked by the doctrines that the meaning of conceptions is to be sought in their practical bearings, that the function of thought is to guide action, and that truth is preeminently to be tested by the practical consequences of belief
- prag·ma·tist  /-m&-tist/ adjective or noun
- prag·ma·tis·tic  /"prag-m&-'tis-tik/ adjective

Sometimes I think I am too pragmatic. But I look at the definition of pragmatic and I cannot disagree with that definition or my adherence to that belief system.

My left brain agrees thoroughly with being pragmatic. My left brain is pragmatic, logical, practical. My right brain however thinks thoroughly differently. It does not believe that thinking rationally and practically is the way you should live your life.

Rational, pragmatic thinking does not create great works of art, know passion, nor love another person from the depths of your being. Rational pragmatic thinking does not know joy, nor ecstasy. Living becomes nothing more than a lifeless march from birth to the grave when pragmatism rules the whole of your thinking.

Being pragmatic, rational, logical, practical may cost you things that mean the world to your heart. Your heart cries out to love, to be loved. It has deep desires and longings. Should they not be fed and tended, the heart withers and dies a slow and painful death.

A slow decline unto death. My heart, my soul, my spirit, slowly withering, slowly dying, all because I must remain practically pragmatic.Turning away from love offered freely, all because it would be illogical and un practical to accept that precious gift.

Is that really what I want out of this life? Not just no, but hell no. I want to love, be loved, share love, from the depths of my being. You could say I am a walking dichotomy. You could say I send mixed messages. I say I do not. I say I love intensely, want my world to rock with love. I could say I mis-spoke pragmatically when the whole of my spirit is crying out to speak otherwise.

So what I really want to say is fuck logic, fuck pragmatism. Life is too short. Love while you can, share life while you can, while it is still there, fresh and alive. Let your heart soar in that love, rejoice in your very essence, touch the heart of the one you love for as long as that love is alive inside you.

Is that too much to ask for?