[INDENT][LEFT]The joy of fearlessness brings the sadness.
Joy doesn’t stay by itself.
If it did, there would be something wrong,
something perverted about it.
Real fearlessness is like mixing sweet and sour together.
The tone of joyful sadness
is like the sound of a flute,
which is so melodic and beautiful.
It ravishes your mind.
It is not accompanied by any
other musical instruments.
The solo melody of the flute brings
the echo of emptiness into your mind.
Such loneliness is almost romantic,
as if you were in love.
You think you might be falling in love,
but you don’t know with whom.
You are in love
without a particular object in mind.
Such sadness is very soft.
It’s not a miserable sadness,
but it feels sad because it is soft and pliable.
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[SIZE=3] Smile at Fear: Awakening the True Heart of Bravery
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