Dualism

I used to think dualism was a B.S. concept.  Now I think it has some validity.  I have no optimism or hope for the future, yet something detached from me burns.  A carrot dangles in front of my face and I crazily leap for it.  It's imagined.  It has no mass.  It encompasses no volume.  It exerts no force in the universe or spills over its vibrating energy into the ambiance.  Yet I keep lunging forward for it, stubborn to every reason and yearning I have to put a round in my brain.  I break and rebuild in the face of every failure and setback.  But it comes from nothing.  That is dualism.  A nothing drives me forward.