Honopupu at Dusk

But it is so subjective

Q: Why do you refuse the term “happiness”?

A: That’s because I think that happiness is not a value. I think it’s like a Sunday afternoon – something finally quite boring. What I want in my life is adventure, taking risks, confronting myself with obstacles and feeling alive.

from Paulo Coelho's FAQ

I'd rather blow up than rust

I can't say this sad news comes as a surprise.

Another puer flies straight into the sun.

Watch the first and second videos.

In Coeur D'Alene

I love this

An aging Hindu master grew tired of his apprentice
complaining, and so, one morning, he sent him for some
salt. When the apprentice returned, the master instructed
the unhappy young man to put a handful of salt in a glass
of water and then to drink it.

"How does it taste?" the master asked.

"Bitter," spit the apprentice.

The master chuckled and then asked the young man to take
the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two
walked in silence to the nearby lake, and once the apprentice
swirled his handful of salt in the water, the old man said,
"Now drink from the lake."

As the water dripped down the young man's chin, the
master asked, "How does it taste?"

"Much fresher," remarked the apprentice.

"Do you taste the salt?" asked the master.

"No," said the young man.

At this, the master sat beside the young man who so
reminded him of himself and took his hands, offering, "The
pain of life is pure salt, no more, no less. The amount of pain
in life remains the same, exactly the same. But the amount of
bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain
in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to
enlarge your sense of things... Stop being a glass. Become
a lake.