Daytime Creatures

I thought happy individuals lived in the daytime. They were day creatures, who rested full nights to embark in an adventurous productivity from early on. That is an alternative, and of course there are many ways, and not just a right and unique one, of living. But I was solely concerned with the habits, and we all know we are our habits. Wrong! We continue old or adopt new habits, like people who never smoked and started late in their lives or people who after half a lifetime of smoking cigarettes one day decide to quit for good, like my grandmother did. Therefore, our habits are formed only out of us constantly engaging in certain pattern of behavior. Just then a whole world of possibilities occurred to me. Could this very writing have consisted of any other words aside from these ones I now write and you will later read? Day creatures would gladly spend nights out dancing in the city. I could have written about another subject, and I know it would have been just as fun. That is only because I believe in depth of subject but also in an adventurous way of deliverance. It is only natural that there are many ways to be helped, to get better and move on with life. Sometimes a good advice, once followed, does the trick. Skeptics will discover magic. There are many bad books by great writers but there is always a great writer to a great written story. Naturally, pleasure abounds yet pain lingers around. I guess that if the world was to deliciously be divided there would be two sides to a same story: there are those who do more in fear of pain, like dependency in any aspect, stop pursuing their dreams, and those who are there to do more with less and to edify hope, for the acquisition of pleasure. Fear isn’t a negative force; it’s an ally. But we sure are endowed with the faculty of tolerating a rather significant amount of it in the short term in order to reach new highs in the long run. Arrogance will have us listen to the voices of hatred, to its many tongues and one message, the destroyer of clarity, the waste of energy and resources in such an unrewarding venture. Luckily, I am immune to several types of venom. And I am always there to vigorously help but not unconditionally. I want to see progress, and to ensure such, dependency must be overcome in time by any means necessary. Either the ones being assisted get back on their feet to miraculously start marching forward, or the assistance runs out. But kindness should never have an expiration date. Coexistence dictates that we are all in for the long run. So we might as well start now. Volunteer in modest but consistent amounts, expiate occasionally; venture out and mingle more often. Balance ourselves in the ambivalence of pleasure and pain… after all, they are so reciprocally intertwined that we don’t know where to stand. It’s okay to once in a while stumble. Beauty baffles reason. It’s only customary to bow in the presence of the queen, but only to gain her favors. Bow with grace and don’t be always so cordial. Life is much too complex to be embraced with an idea of it before experiencing your own. The more inclined you are towards your nature, the fuller you become. Since your nature is idyllic, be immaculate. Go on, explore.