Pain

What if we never had to go through heart break? What if we never felt the need to cry? What if we never hurt again? What if we were to be happy every single day for the rest of our lives? All of us. Every single person on the planet.

Would we listen to music then? Would we give lyrics so much meaning? Or would music be purely for dancing? Would we enjoy paintings and artistic photographs just as much? Would we even need pictures to brighten our lives, since we'd be able to see beauty in everything anyway? Would writers still write? I mean, what would they write about? Everyone already knows how awesome being happy is. Would we really want to read about it, when we could just live it every day?

Sadness, on the other hand, is as mixed and deep as the oceans. There is the pain of missing someone, failure, disappointment, rejection, etc. The list just goes on. When we go through hard times, we feel the need to connect with others. We don't want to feel alone.

So here's my question: Without sadness and pain, would art even exist? And if it did, wouldn't it all just be far too literal and boring for anyone to care?

Mwahugs,
Boyeng <3