Face of a man

Happiness stretches a time, further then happy can contain. It is amazing how with age, you realise that emotions are dressed with much sophistication. It has a core feeling, and tails a smorgasbord of peripherals. Bittersweet, love-hate, and the like. Words simply fail to entangle that motley assortment. Or sudoku for that matter. Even Happy rolls out an entire glad, ecstatic, bliss, awesome, etc. Which again makes this thing really confusing and impossible to understand.


But come to think of it. Scientists say that our basic construct is not far from the chimps. That sounds really contentious. I highly doubt that they experience surging emotions while cracking a peanut. Or jabbing ants out with a twig. Of course we are so so different. Made in the likeness of Him. So praise the Lord for those range of emotions. For the happy little dog wears his heart on his tail, whilst we humans stash a groupie of masks under our happy little veneer.