* Berkeley looks so lusciously vibrant today & not unkept or pained.
* Sometimes it looks so empty despite the civilization, for there's a heavy lack of light and luster in everyone's eyes, beliefs and hearts.
* But wouldn't life always be so serene and more chiseled yet delicate if we try not to be led by silly inanimate worries?
* Always and always more than always, always let your worries fight for your worth and say that you're already okay anyway.
It can be so much in so many and little ways, but the most beautiful simplicities in a usual day and night require just an ample trust in the most intricate complexities ingrained within its grounds relentlessly already.
Maybe simple really just stands for a perfectly imperfect complexity that is worth more than the lonely bits and pieces, as Aristotle says.
* The colors, shades, hues, grays and textures are just there, waiting already. Maybe happiness wants you just as much as you want it...
* Berkeley looks so lusciously vibrant today & not unkept or pained.
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