"Escape to paradise..."
"Find yourself once again in paradise..."

The search for this "paradise" does not know the bounds of time. For as long as humanity has existed, there exists the search for a flawless land of bliss where one can forget their pains and sorrows.

Where there exists stress, pain, despair... a paradise will be sought.

There are many means of escape, be it physical or mental. One may turn to quiet meditation to ease the soul of such emotional burden. Perchance, one may also retreat to music. In a physical sense, one may board the most convenient mode of travel to a place that they deem as paradise... a place away from the thing(s) that is the root of their suffering.

Paradise is a different thing to each person. A place one deems as so, may, perhaps, be a place of torture for others. Each has its unique attributes that makes it the paradise it is to the person.

Yet, that feeling of relief is but temporary... whatever demons that are chasing them, will return.

This idea of escaping from these emotions is welcoming. But, the evanescent quality of this escape makes paradise seem sadistic almost. The place that serves as a sanctuary becoming a place of sorrow, for when the time comes for one to leave that place... the demons will creep back into the consciousness, burdening the soul once more.

Perhaps, we should not depend on things "outside" of us for relief. We should rely on the thing we can depend on most, the one that is always with us regardless... we should rely on ourselves.

It is only if we find those demons that lurk in us, that we may truly "be in paradise." This is tantamount to fighting off a fungal infection. A yeast infection, for an example. Yeast, once inside the body, burrows deep within the tissues because of the way they reproduce. Branches called Hyphae serve as roots, anchoring itself in the tissue... so in order for the yeast cells to bud and reproduce. In order to fully rid of the yeast infection, one must attack the Hyphae, the "roots." If the Hyphae are not destroyed, then the infection will persist. Just as we must seek out the "root" of our reason to seek out paradise.

If we find out what the core of the reason is, then the need for paradise will be obsolete. Since... that paradise will be ourselves, for in actuality, that place already resides in us.

What causes that pain, that despair, is our struggle with our demons. To rid the soul of it... that pain would disappear. The constant battle with them would also cease to exist. There would be peace... and that paradise would be realized. Inner peace, would be a fitting term to describe this.

But, alas, this feat is nearly impossible for it is simply just "easier said than done."

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O____O I will never finish my field report~ Gyaah. >_<; Anyway, like last year, there weren't any trick-or-treaters in my neighborhood today. Apparently, I live in a very crappy one. Sort of. Okay... well, there was a car that was caught with drugs in front of my house, you can smell marijuana on a near daily-basis, and there are bi-hourly visits from patrol cars. Alright, alright, it's bad. D; But, it didn't used to be this way! What happened District 10? Ah well, maybe next year?