Allow me to introduce to you Global Felicity-
The concept works in actions which stir up levity.
Contrary to popular belief, it does not envision a specific condition of
plastered grins or political spins for dominance.
It's not a mental malady which marks a mad man. Nor a superiority spread
from Sapient to Sapien.

Global Felicity simply IS. It's balance, it's disorder.

It must spark debates, reaction- as opposed to hate and inaction.
It must tinder leaves or soak forges, or can be gifts or dirges.

...I'll explain in less fancy terms.
Consider, then, ladies and germs, Mhaldor without Shallam. Or perhaps
vice-versa. "Hooray!" They both say, then become a little terser as they
start with in-fighting- delighting in their differences at first, until
it grows worse. People need to fight or have something to kick against.
A driving motion, a need, to prevent angst and greed in their own ranks.
Once all of Sapience is converted to evil or light, what purpose is left
for the preecher to fight? (Beyond the shades of evil, or the prisms of
light).

Global felicity is having a need to be, a purpose to exist. Global
felicity is to not be repressed, to have freedom of expression. Global
felicity is inventiveness and restriction. Churning minds like mud in
lakes.

Inspiration, I imagine, is how one might describe it. It's the medicine
to dormancy, and anyone can prescribe it. It's boredom's anti-thesis.
It's the world in pieces. It's division and fraction which drives
engagement and interaction.


Thank you.
-HH Beya Storm.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Valnuary, in the year 548 AF.