colour of fruit

Orange.
Red.
Green.
Yellow.
All the colours of the rainbow are what fruits grow.

That is what makes a basket of fruit so happy and bright. That is why fake, plastic fruit exists. Nature creates these displays of colours and happiness and we mimic them because we want to capture the beauty and make it last forever.

When you eat fruit you are tasting happiness. It's a perfect harmony of flavours unmarred by man's touch, a complete natural essence borne in the great big womb of evolution.

Such a treat should not be spoiled by the label of being healthy. Healthy is the business end of food - the vegetables, the bread. Fruit is a delicacy from every horizon. In old times it was the luxury food; the rich enjoyed it while the poor wished to enjoy it.

Grapes, plums. Abiu to Ylang Ylang.

They are the ingredients and the mains. Forgetting about fruit and discarding such wonders for cheap, quick alternatives is pure foolishness!

Now for bliss: The guilt of chocolate covering the harmony of fruit.

That's happiness. Happiness is the fruit that evolves and is always bright, even in the night. It is harmony of mind and matter. The peace between rational and irrational; emotion and logic. When all seems to make sense in a grand puzzle you can't stop finishing.

You smile because you are overdosing on warm fuzzies and you laugh not because something is especially funny, but because you are so sensitive to joy. You jubilate and have the odd urge to expend a lot of energy running around or jumping up and down.

And people say you're crazy.

- G ζ.

Happiness is as big as a burden as any ill-feeling
We just tend to forget its mass
Or what happens when it falls down and crushes
Every last pocket of joy into sadness
Misery is then the weight of glee
But fret not,
For while you feel joy
You are alive