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闲逛国外某个infp的bbs，发现了这么一段话，很多没看懂。。

http://infp.globalchatter.com/messageboard/search.php?search_author=talos

Someone asked this on lj once and thought this is a good question to ask.

Shares my over the top, naive and fantasy filled response which sounds more than three.

Is curious what others feel or think when posed the question.

I want to know what it means to be free from constraint. I want to feel what others feel, I want to be expressive outwardly and not inwardly. To dream outward reality where everything gravitates to the magnetic pull of the enchanted world of extraverted guile. I want a pair of slippers that will magic all the pain of the world into one unimaginable surreal swishy universal hurt and explode with an imminent implosion of such magnitude that it’ll leave the end of the galaxy reeling. With sonic ripples through the space time continuum when I’m finally happy and in love with life like the day was new and irresistibly perfect beyond comprehension to the mandible eyes of the optical nervous system. And the heavenly host of cherished after thought of infusion into the magical realm of possibilities.

I want to experience love like I’ve never experience love before. For the first time to exist and know that the soul blessed shall express themselves freely with endearing love and gratitude to the fashionable exterior of momentous gain to the one that loved you back. To hold a candle to the drumming of the heart and the desires of insatiable healing and awakening at the same time to the disease that it means to be truly madly deeply in love with another human being so completely that it transcends space and time. That the love will feel everlasting because it holds such stupendous feeling of jubilation that your spirits sour to the highest peak and traverse the very depths of emotional gambit. To so completely bewilder and be bewildered that the utterance of love is its most painful moment of joy that words, tears, heart, soul is not enough to express the empowered emotion that it means to love. To so completely lose oneself in the vista of beatitude and unending breadth of soul that every part of your being is conquered and screaming with such incurable yearning that the infection between the very fabric of hell and heaven breaks into a moment of absolute chaos. To not be able to fathom the very real notion of reality against fantasy, to cherish and hold the very essence of spiritual capacity to unity that you wondered, we are mortal entities twined together for a progressive moment of tender loving care.

To achieve enlightenment in the furthest reaches of philosophical, religious and mysterious capacity to the equivalent of ten billion volts of static energy charging through your veins. To feel so invincible in comfort and knowing that the very fabric of existence itself is the existence that permuted from the existence of a paralleled universe. That the very axiom of time breaks through a niche into the very essence of the universal body of thought and everything becomes mightily clear and responsive to every essence of your being and sense of wonder that this is what its all about. That this is the very thing that we sought to know, that indeed our hopes and dreams are only eclipsed with the sharing and selfless giving of ourselves to others for the soul benefit of feeling the simplest gratitude of goodness.