Simple Pleasures?
"Oh, we could feel this way forever."
What makes people happy? Why is it so often money? Or stuff? Do you need to own something to be happy?
Why can't you just be happy knowing that you belong to something beautiful? This Earth, while it still is beautiful.
We live in good times, we're young and we can do so much. Yet we choose to spend our time on petty things. We are not here for eternity, shouldn't we make our lives worthwhile?
How is owning a large house, a nice car, and a green lawn rewarding? Does that really make people happy? What kind of happiness does a person feel when he sees his car is bigger than the car of his neighbor? Is it happiness where one can hardly keep it to oneself, like love? A quiet pleasure? Or a condescending satisfaction with oneself, or rather, with one's possessions?
How often do you just look at the sky, and feel so overwhelmed with the happiness of being part of this beauty that you just laugh? How often do you see your face, your hands, your feet and ponder the exquisiteness of your body, faults included? When was the last time you considered your own imperfection to be a perfection all its own? We spend so much time meditating on the bad things that we completely forget there are good things as well.
Why can't you just be happy knowing that you belong to something beautiful? This Earth, while it still is beautiful.
We live in good times, we're young and we can do so much. Yet we choose to spend our time on petty things. We are not here for eternity, shouldn't we make our lives worthwhile?How is owning a large house, a nice car, and a green lawn rewarding? Does that really make people happy? What kind of happiness does a person feel when he sees his car is bigger than the car of his neighbor? Is it happiness where one can hardly keep it to oneself, like love? A quiet pleasure? Or a condescending satisfaction with oneself, or rather, with one's possessions?
How often do you just look at the sky, and feel so overwhelmed with the happiness of being part of this beauty that you just laugh? How often do you see your face, your hands, your feet and ponder the exquisiteness of your body, faults included? When was the last time you considered your own imperfection to be a perfection all its own? We spend so much time meditating on the bad things that we completely forget there are good things as well.
"I thought I fell in love the other day..."
posted by The Deceiver at 4:28 PM
6 Comments:
nice post as usaul
quite thought provoking
most just don't see things that way
very profound ( ;-) )
marvelous lies : i'm like buddha sometimes
marvelous lies: a lot of the time, actually
AMEN
Maria, dorogaya!
Kakayi mudriyi, pravil'nie ideyi, slova!
Budem olitsetvoriat' (personify) ikh kak mojem, pravda?
Ved' mi etovo dostoini! (L'Oreal, haha)
Koroche, pravilniya misl', pravil'naya volna!
Kak poyot Kino: "Slishish shelest plashei... eto mi... dal'she budem deistvovat' mi!"
Tseluyu,
million chmokov,
Al'ka
priviet comrade!
i came across your site todaay and just wanted to let you know i really like it
you have some interesting entries. anyway, you seem to be a very intelligent and, i must say, beautiful young women.
are you actually russian? my dad was born in russia so i know a few words, but thats prettyy much it. anyways, thats cool. i enjoyed your site.
cheers,
borya
Read this slowly several times: """How often do you just look at the sky, and feel so overwhelmed with the happiness of being part of this beauty that you just laugh? How often do you see your face, your hands, your feet and ponder the exquisiteness of your body, faults included? When was the last time you considered your own imperfection to be a perfection all its own? """"
genius. And I love that overwhelment part - an inextricable part of my nature.
so poetic
i agree
haha i always admit to people that the sky and trees make me happy... and green grass.... i love nature... i must agree with you... parts of our world are still beautiful, we should fight to keep it this way. pretty photography
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