Listen,
If you were in paradise forever you never would have any triumphs
With no suffering there's no overcoming
There would have been a flatline of mindless bliss
Never knowing why it existed
The light needs the darkness for the light to know that it ever shined
Now hold on because making heaven out of hell is what we do
A better me
A better you
A better new
To be renewed
Making the best out of the imperfectness spreads its impermanence until permanent
Or at least until we go back again
Back to sleep
While thinking we are awake
Never to end