List 30 things that make you happy.
This will take awhile. I want to be honest.
Number one: living in a country that is honest, caring, loving of all people is happiness.
Number two: being occupied with my favorite hobbies is most pleasing.
Number three: Chocolate ice cream in summer is deliciously good.
Number four: kittens and puppies that are housebroken
Number five: playing kittens and puppies
Number six: a clean house or cottage
Number seven: delicious foods (no meats)
Number eight: a nice bathroom that’s clean
Number nine: clean waters
Number ten: flowers in the garden
Number eleven: trees
Number twelve: hills
Number thirteen: waters close at hand: oceans, gulfs, clear clean streams
Number fourteen: clean atmosphere
Number sixteen: no hunger or starvation.
Number seventeen: books of all kinds for everyone . Libraries
Number eighteen: freedom to worship as one chooses
Number nineteen: people only eat vegetables, beans, rices and grains
Number twenty: everything respected
Number twenty-one: no violence
Number twenty-two: no wars
Number twenty-three: enough protection for the entire world.
Number twenty-four: a utopia state of being
Number twenty-five: a pristine Earth
Number twenty-six: general kindness and respect for others
Number twenty-seven: creativity flourishing
Number twenty-eight: no competition, but support for each other
Number twenty-nine: no money, cashless society
Number thirty: The healing of ancestors
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🌿 UTOPIA BY BOJENN 🌿
A vision of harmony, peace, and joy
To live in a nation rooted in truth, compassion, and love for all people—this is happiness. To be immersed in the hobbies that bring my soul to life—this is pleasure. Chocolate ice cream on a warm summer day—pure delight. Kittens and puppies, playful and house-trained, bring comfort and joy. Watching them play—innocence in motion. A clean, peaceful home or cottage—my sanctuary. Delicious, nourishing food—without meat, prepared with care. A spotless bathroom—simple, essential, calming. Waters that are clear, pure, and flowing freely. Gardens blooming with flowers, scenting the air with quiet joy. Trees standing tall—guardians of breath and beauty. Rolling hills—soft and sheltering, a balm to the eyes. Oceans, gulfs, and sparkling streams—water always close at hand. Air that is clean, fresh, and kind to lungs and spirit. (Intentionally left open—for possibility, for dreaming.) A world without hunger—where no child or elder goes without. Books in abundance—libraries open to all, filled with every kind of wisdom. Freedom to worship—or not—as each heart desires. A world nourished by vegetables, grains, beans, and rice—grown with love. A world where everything—living or not—is treated with reverence. No violence. No cruelty. Only peace. No wars. Only understanding. Protection and care for every soul, everywhere. A state of being called Utopia—not a dream, but a reality lived. An Earth restored to her pristine beauty. Kindness and respect, shared freely and often. Creativity flowing like a river—unbound, unjudged. Not competition, but community—lifting one another higher. No money. A society without greed, rich in care and cooperation. The healing of our ancestors—carried forward through love, remembered in peace.
