With an immense worry, I want to ask, whether you are
happy or not.
Hey, Friend, do not bestir to find an answer, happiness
isn't an answer to find it's a mien, which you can't hide. You may think it is
an incongruous or an inopportunely question, it can torment you because you
won't say ''Yes'' immediately or won't like me to ask something like that.
In this case my heart could kill me for asking that
question, but what to do? What I really wish for you is to be happy, to not
ferment during listening about happiness, about gayety. Frankly speaking I
prefer your abruptly laughter as an answer, nothing more. I would understand
that my question was in vain. Believe I will smile amiably, because I am happy
if you are happy, if you’ve already crossed some of lamentable roads of your
life and still believe in existence of real happiness, if you agree with
statement that all magic in life will be given to you for the shivers life has given
to you.
With a great precision I want to assure the Earth is the
white dot in the dark Universe, life is the Earth, pain is the Universe, we
need to believe in a dazzlement of the Earth, because sometimes smallest things
are the biggest ones. Happiness is inside of our dark body, it is in our bright
soul. For being happy look inside your soul, road from the darkness to the
light.
I'm happy because I've gone through the worst moments
life has given. You can do that too maybe you've already done it, I' m extra -
happy, because I am happy if you are happy.
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