(interestingly, the US doesn’t allow this book sold on kindle, so I had to find a hard copy. Evidence they don’t want us leaving the house? All the more reason to GET OUT AND EXPLORE! And btw Im changing my language, the plural of wildernesses is now wilderni, pronounced like octopi ♥)
I am an open book. Although, I also happen to be written in an ancient futuristic language that appears upside down and backwards on the page. You must decipher my text and master the art of reading me before you can gaze upon my open spine and understand what has been inscribed upon my papyrus scroll. Perhaps once you have aced my language you may be allowed to pick up my pen and add your own chapter to my tome…
The more terrible the situation, the more humorous it becomes. The more dark that exists, the more light it requires. The more negative is proliferated the more advantageous the positive seems. The further we traverse into the deepest depths of negativity the easier it is for the positive to dangle a guide rope. Such is the cyclic nature of our Universe.
Wildly negative events trigger our positive compensatory reflex; therefore, tragic experiences are eventually viewed in a positive light, over time. Watch out for things in the middle of the spectrum, those below the threshold of the positive reflexory response. Regular daily events lingering in middle ground (not tragic, just annoying) may be perceived as worse than they actually are. Command your periscope to view the good in everything, before your outlook becomes obscured by common inconveniences.
Remember a problem is surely that, if we label it so. As authors of our life’s dictionary, we are the ones who assign definitions. I define problems as opportunities for change, and I define change as a necessary staple of the dynamic individual.
“You say that you love rain,
but you open your umbrella when it rains…
You say that you love the sun,
but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines…
You say that you love the wind,
But you close your windows when wind blows…
This is why I am afraid;
You say that you love me too…”