Happy

Be content in the state of your  affairs, and in no way be comfortable. For even the Universe is expanding. For every rise, there is a fall afterwards. It is not greed, rather a sign of improvement.

We must make the best of what ever, we have to make us happy or get a resultant result. Every mess has a message, and there can be robbery on rubbish; and when a supposed wasteland, is converted to wonderland, people go...ah! Gold has value, because we have made it inestimable. Neither, is any one, inferior because the simplicity makes that particular person happy. Contentment is a choice, and never a satiation. Every river, keeps to its boundary, is not a failing to expand, it could swell, the banks could flood over , but soon it returns to its set boundary. There is more to the invisible and less to the visible. And unless we learn to be happy, with what we have, we will lose sight of Beautiful Sunbursts and Full Moons, and soon all journeys come to an end and what will the story of those who lost the chance to be joyful be like, when they were busy chasing things that cannot be taken away.