eudaimonia, euphoria
(dopamine dream possibly)
but peace seems real enough
even if we're stuck debating love
and function; reason and logic
appealing to the evidence we're
perceiving (possibly dreaming)
it all seems real enough.
who am i to call the physicist's bluff
but the philosophers f*cked with my
psyche perhaps rightly but now i'm
ever so slightly confused having this
existential crisis...
yet as i'm writing i'm realising that
life is
and the questions are built in
so maybe the essence is asking
but why ask when the answer is
so far from your grasp and the gulf
dividing the future and the past is
still parting becoming wider disappearing
leaving a lingering question and
in this moment maybe we find existence
in asking "what the f*ck just happened?"


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But the Greeks, who invented the word, used it in the sense I defined, and I think it ought to retain that special definition primarily because there is no English equivalent. Eudaimonia usually translates into "happiness" or "well-being" and, less frequently, "flourishing." The first two translations have similar problems. For the last, eudaimonia, most virtue ethicists would argue, can only be achieved by humans, but plants and animals can be said to be "flourishing."