False Life Is Exhausting; Real

True Happiness Isn't Something That Can Be Made. It Isn't The Result Of Anything. Happiness Comes To Those Who Understand That You Can't Seek It Any More Than You Seek The Air You Breathe. It Is A Part Of Life To Be Found Within Living. ... All Pursuit Of Happiness Is Based Upon The False Assumption That There Is A Way To Possess It; You May As Well Try To Grab A Handful Of Breeze! Happiness Is The Natural Expression Of A Stress-free Life, Just As Sunlight Naturally Warms The Earth After Dark Clouds Appear.

Chasing After A Pleasure To Ease A Pain Is Like Running After A Breeze To Cool You Down.

Any Form Of Measuring Yourself By The Unkind Action Of Another Towards You Is Like Looking Into A Badly Fractured Mirror... And Then Blaming Yourself For The Shattered Image You See Therein.

All Created Forms Are Fractal, As Is Their Purpose, Use, And Allotted Time For Existence.

There Is Nothing As Certain As Silence, Stillness, And Solitude To Introduce You To The Secrets Of Yourself.