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