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"there is no oil without squeezing the olives, no wine without pressing the grapes. No fragrance without crushing the flowers and no real joy without sorrow."

How do you appreciate life? how do you say you know the essence of happiness? Is it by having all grandeur in life? living in a mansion, eating with the president, partying inside the Malacanan? Living in fame and enjoying the authority bestowed upon you by the people and just wasting it by loitering inside your air conditioned office and flirting with your secretary? We're going away from my point of discussion, politically engrossed individual like me won't go far.hahaha..kidding!myself. Anyway hiway..What am trying to say here is that, sometimes people think that life would be better if they are always happy, elated and enjoying the goodness of this world we live in. but think about it, how will you know that you're really happy when you don't know the feeling of 'not being happy' or sorrow. Is melancholy a bad thing? Does it make you a different person? No, then why do people hate the emotion of sadness?

Why am trying to say that sadness, crying, emoing is healthy?I'm not including depression here, that's way different from sadness.I think everything in the world has their opposite pole and that equilibrium of these two notions would make a harmonious life. Another thought, why is it that there is good and bad? We favor the good side and we despise the other. But thinking about it, the other won't exist without the counterpart. so why are we saying that the other is good and the other is bad? and how will you say that this is  the right thing to do and that is bad so don't do it? Questions.:/

going back to where i started out, being happy doesn't mean that you are in the good side of the wheel, and being sad means you're in a bad region. They're just 2 different sides of 1 coin. You have to go through both to really appreciate one side. Like life and death, they're just variants of one reality. am i rationalizing about what is happening to me? Maybe.I guess? in the process of pressing the olives to have oil for cooking tomorrow!! Seize the day!:)

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