Pain Pain. Pain is blue. Dark blue. Don't be amused about how I keep assigning colors to emotions out of the blue. It is just perception and could differ. To get a feel of the color, I just sit silently, close my eyes and get a lot of the mentioned emotion into me and the color I tend to see is the color I associate. Pain, should not be confused with bodily pain here. It is simple old suffering. The bad feeling we all have when something that shouldn't have happened according to us, happens, may it be physical or mental.
Pain is dark blue. No wonder they came up with a term called 'blues' for distress and depression. It is that undesirable feeling that enters us when something against our wants comes into being. The definition and intensity of pain is individualist. Some one else might suffer less pain or more pain under exactly the same circumstances. Some have the ability to handle it. But then, the end effect, the total pain we actually feel after substracting the handling ability is called pain.
Pain exists; All our life we ride upon waves of pain and pleasure. But pain overwhelms the effect of these small delights. One can be very optimistic and say Life is happy or one can be realistic and say Life is pain. So what is the generator of pain ? It is birth. Our whole life is encompassed between the two events, birth and death. And the in-betweens are pain and pain for you cannot mention one moment of your life when you had no pain at all. Recall just one moment when you had no pain, when you had no worries, when you had no desires, when you had no regrets. Recall just one moment of complete pleasure. And even if you can, forgive me, for I cannot. And even if you can, I doubt it though, is the pain you've always faced worth those moments. If you say yes, don't read further and just neglect me as another bee in the hive.
A reason for pain exists; The nature always comes in, doesn't it ? We are a part of it and we have a duty to understand how things work because until we don't we keep disturbing the balance of things around us. That, is called ignorance. Wow! It fits so well! As ignorance is the only cause for pain. Ignorance of reality. Ignorance of the principles of life. Ignorance of the way of nature. Ignorance of our self. Difficult to digest ? Try a hajmola.
A mehthod to dispense pain exists; So, one might ask, how does this ignorance leave us ? What a beautiful system nature has. The answer, pain. Pain is just like an alarm that rings when we do wrong. When we become incongruent to the system around us, it will tell us to mend our ways by using the tring-tring called pain, so why dislike it ? It is just for the better. For our better. But we ignoramuses, lack patience and keep swearing pain. If you see someone very profound and deep, know that he has suffered equal amount of pain to learn what he knows now. For pain gives us knowledge on how to work. Pain makes us think. And see the wonder of it all. The more profound someone is, the more worried and aware one is. The more aware and conscious one is, the more he is in pain. -More pain more awareness- makes a loop. But don't ask me where it ends, please. It is correct that ignorance is bliss, but only until it does not begin to pain which it surely will!
A state of no pain exists; I beg to sound a little otherworldy of common perception it does exist. A Stoical state. When there's no pain and no pleasure. Bliss. Difficult to digest again ? Hajmola rules.
Pain, I say again,trying to seem true,Is blue, its really dark blue.  ¶ 10:09 AM