Apropos Preponderant Passion Penning Poems

À propos preponderant passion penning poems... posited puzzling apt aperçu... While pondering particular theme to address amidst tangled wide, whirled webbed mental skein today November third two thousand twenty two, unexpected Möbius strip tease conundrum unforeseen, yet as avid aspiring wordsmith only now I became keen, which unflagging vexillological, theoretical, rhetorical, philosophical... narratological, linguistical, judgmatical historical, fantastical, didactical, and bibliographical predicament may not suddenly find me flush with green i.e. profuse legal tender, but merely thought provoking puzzlement addresses following quandary stuck within gray matter of pate impossible mission to differentiate jagged fine line between passion and obsession case in point strong affinity to write of late, cuz yours truly susceptible toward compulsion that doth not abate, and mind boggling to wed healthy love of language analogous as mate nsync with psychological trait, viz excessive compulsion diagnosed years gone by courtesy professional mental health specialists, did annotate, and I admit behavior impossible to satiate, thus generating aforementioned query how does one (me) segregate productive interest versus excessive, née fanatical all consuming - affinity towards English language I loopily, quirkily verily narrate oft times burning midnight oil (albeit figuratively alluded to wicked mister Arson Wells) witness as logophile doth painstakingly toil bajillion cerebral threads to uncoil, whereby utilizing figurative tweezers uprooting, untangling rhyme I embroil (even using Scooby Doo conditioner) metaphorically beneath mine royal hirsute (Scottish) matted topsoil ultimately bringing in top gun uncannily resembling gargoyle shape shifting between comical characters such as Popeye and Beetle Bailey at lightspeed as if greased with Olive Oyl so watch out Bluto, get ready for turmoil!