Tonight, at 1:37 Central European Time, Invisible Movement passed the magical number of 1 000 000 visitors. Thank you, thank you, thank you! And excuse me for the further speech. I had to. I apologise if my English suddenly sounds like Engrish. As my personal idol, Courage The Cowardly Dog says, the things I do for love!. So, let this screwball Hinamatsuri-born Pisces have her say.

Being smaller than Swazilend (the capital of which has a funny name - it’s called Mbabane) and almost twice as big as Cyprus; Invisible Movement is currently bigger than 68 out of 221 countries in the world. For someone who lives in a country the population and size of which has been discutable for the past seventeen years and a country that actually broke into pieces TWICE since Invisible Movement was launched, I see this as a whole little world inside of another world. At least I know how many people have been here.
As one of Invisible Movement’s silent supporters would say, it is incredible how something can bring people from everywhere around the world together. I am actually still shaking my migrainous head in disbelief.
As a person I’m afraid that I’m different than many people who visit this site. I don’t smoke. I don’t drink. Don’t even mention drugs. I don’t go shopping for fun. I don’t care about any sort of fashion. I don’t buy anything I do not need. I do not rub anything in other people’s faces…and there’s not much of it to rub against anyone’s face anyway. I’m pretty much a minimalist in any way, dedicating my life to making my parents’ senior years as happy as I possibly could and, while I’m at it and seeing how wonderful it feels to make someone happy, trying to be as generous and polite as I can to everyone I know in person.
From my own experience, I know how hard it can be to make some people smile. There’s nothing more beautiful in the world than knowing that you made someone smile. As someone who truly smiled only twice in their adult life, I’m absolutely sure of it. So, as much as this is off-topic (or maybe it is not?), I would like to tell you the story of the second out of those two times. I was riding on the trolleybus number 28 from the centre of Belgrade to my neighbourhod at the centre’s border. There was a woman with a little boy sitting accross the aisle from me. They were playing one of those games involving simple hand movements and guessing. The boy was constantly smiling, his mother too. I do not remember how they looked like anymore, but I do remember their enormous positivity and the love spreading around them in concentric circles. I suddenly started smiling. They were smiling back to me. As we got out at the same station and headed for the big Greek supermarket nearby, I approached them and told them that they just made my life more beautiful. They smiled again and said thanks. As they disappeared from my sight and most likely my entire life, I started crying. And my facial muscles were still hurting as I am not used to smiling and therefore I do not exercise them much.
So, therefore I hope I have given you a smile like that one at least one time when I’d updated Invisible Movement. If I did not, then my existence on this planet and this website truly have no purpose. If there’s someone whom you can make smile, I urge you all to do that right now or whenever it is appropriate in your corner of the world. Their whole life might be consisting of that single moment. Do not keep your lips sealed, as people are more beautiful when they are talking. Do not hold grudges, as the most of things in our own microcosms are fairly forgivable compared to what politicians and religious leaders are doing to us nowadays. Just step out and do it.
If you read it this far, do read on.
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