out of the mayhem

While sitting in the Degarmo courtyard...

It's quiet days like these that allow me to reflect on the good nature of life. People seemingly walk around depressed while I walk around with a peaceful glow. I wonder whether or not that glow is apparent to the strangers around me. There's something so beautiful about the calm that's permeating through the atmosphere. It's a subtle reminder that order yields from a world of chaos. No matter the cost, order always prevails. It is the epitome of everything humans were intended for. There is nothing uncertain about order. It allows us to exist in a world that's erasing our very being.

Happiness and love seem to be woven together. Some are blessed by its fruits; others are hidden from its sight. Perhaps those in the dark simply need to open their eyes. Or perhaps they are bound to their misfortune for life.

Funny how technology and its material foundations outlast the fundamental source of its existence. If consciousness dies, it is the only ephemeral existent in the history of time.