Had you ever complained about anything when you were born? The world was novel, things around were novel. you only need to care about your basic body requirments.

 

Days passed by, we hardly find any instinct happiness, hardly appreciate life, hardly treasure what we have. Growing pains came to us,  suffes from our endless desire make us sick. We always assume how wise we are, but seldom can we feel the instinct, simple joviality of seeing the green trees, touching a concrete rock, or taking a deep breath in the world filled with air.

 

I've experienced a spiritual rebirth, I am enjoying the instinct happiness, recalling my holy soul of appreciate being a human. Like a baby, pains and suffers can never hurt me any more, since I have nothing to lose, as when I came to the world.

Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius—and a lot of courage—to move in the opposite direction.

— Albert Einstein

To feel your monochromatic life, you just let the imperfectness spoil yourself.

To see the colorful world, you just need to close you eyes, and feel the perfectness of existence.

People who live in the disperate garden , suffer from monochromatic flowers.

People who die in the holy heaven, enjoy the colorful monochromatism.

 

Is it a colorful world? or a monochromatic one?

It all depends on what you'd like to.