Endlessly

To be profoundly, basically, essentially, endlessly happy.

That is the goal of all of us. Some find happiness by own such power to other people they think lesser than them. Some find happiness by discovering love. Some find happiness by being the smartest person on Earth and invent unimaginable things. Some find happiness by just simply reading a great novel while sipping some brewed tea. And others... they find happiness in the most imaginative ways possible, ways that normal people, who find happiness in love, power, money and intelligence, would think negative on; some in being pleasured and some others... are twisted and illogical, but not undoable.

It is what we seek for.

To be happy.

Something that last for a long time, forever if possible. Something that could not be taken away from you easily. Something that could not be dismissed easily. Something that do not confused with pleased feeling. Something that would stay there, through the throbbing aches, pass the hurricanes of pains, surpass the thunders of loss, diminish the floods of griefs, disparage earthquakes of emptiness and lessen the loneliness. Something that is sturdy enough to bear all of the negative emotions.

Something called happiness.