Cleaning Out The Negativity

All my thoughs are swept away, like a broom has set to work in my mind.

Good thoughts stick to my skull, and no mop comes to clean them up.

The good thoughs, that are of topic, are aloud to trickle in- slowly- as thougn the peron who swept my brain had installed a filter that only allowed positivity through.

It would break eventaully- but the thoughts of my mind-filter breaking were blocked by the mind-filter itself.

Then, the person in my brain- the person who resembls my joy- goes on a working vacation to my heart.

It wipes at graying spots, using a cloth of God’s forgivness, and soap of generosity.

True happiness allows me to live in the moment- if only for a momet (the one I’m living in, of course)- and I forget my worries long enough to remind myself: the world does have evil, but there is good aswell. The two of them together create balance, and our moments of joy become purer.