Embracing Colliding Conundrums.

I am fascinated with one.  I am obsessed with the other.*  Where do I place my loyalties?

Both can produce thousands of dollars.  But the reward is often slow in coming.  One I have to search and search and search to find the pot of gold.  The other I have to search and search and search to find the pot of gold.  A conundrum.

The one can produce satisfaction when found, often strong and memorable.  The other always generates sublime satisfaction – but still goes deeper into the emotional rabbit hole because what it produces can never be duplicated – save for another unrelated, parallel search that brings forth a similar phantasmagorical reaction regardless of when it is found – IF it is found!

Ahhh.  That’s the rub.  “If.”  No one can guarantee that either one will be discovered depending on the number created.  Yet the most frustrating feeling is to know it HAS been produced but remains elusive.

Fascinated with one.  Obsessed with the other.  Can the two emotions be tethered so tightly together that the mere idea of leaving one for the other becomes a fantasy?

I must be possessed because I do believe I can be fascinated with one and obsessed with the other, and have the ability to bifurcate my passions without destroying the individual properties of either explicit entity.

I must try and coax the reader to understand that my mind is the only governor I control that can forbid or allow my intellect to enter into a harmonious cohabitation of delight between fascination and obsession.  Therefore, I choose to unite them into one constant sensation of rapturous, enchanted pleasure.

* (“As nouns, the difference between obsession and fascination is that obsession is a compulsive or irrational preoccupation while fascination is the act of . . .  enchanting (or) enchantment  . . . .”) WikiDiff