This is beguilingly a very disturbing question. Nevertheless, I immerse you in such a way you will come upon reality and do not reproach me.
We have few moments of happiness. What is happiness in substance? The answer to this question varies, swerves and vacillates from person to person, and quite a great number of philosophers, thinkers, spiritualists tried to define and explain away it. In so doing all they predicate on is rationalization along lines of their understanding of things. People try to understand being confined within certain phenomena and they cannot think keeping themselves outside the box of conventions, preoccupations with the past. All I take the meaning of happiness, not alluding to patterns or sets of theories notwithstanding the fact that I am well-read in them, I undo myself and try to arrive at truth. You may deem me wrong, but that is your problem.
Happiness as I understand is quivers, tremors we make responding to a particular circumstance and nothing else. There is nothing called lasing happiness in the world. Happiness cannot last longer than a specific time length and after that it fleets. You are hungry, and eat something you will be happy while eating. You needed a job and you got it, and first your mind will see brighter sides of things and a day will come you will tend to behave as if you have got nothing to relish in. A sexual urge rises within your brain, and judders or jerks happen shaking your physiques and once you immerse in sexual performances and will be lost to it, but the moment it is over the joy is gone save the memory of it.
Yet you despite fleeting or passing moments of joys you live in, the fact of life is something far from what we take it to be. It is a desire, a desire of finding a beautiful chick, of making a million, of building monument, of buying acres of land, of pursuing higher goals, of being promoted into a high-ranking official and the like. Indeed we have a chain of desires. Every morning we wake up to spin a thousand and one dreams and world hard up to this.
Our dreams, desires and hopes are what float us over the ocean of life. And happiness is second to life, that is, happiness is weaker and lacking strength of character quintessentially. Hope and desire prop up our statures.
The single objective I have in mind in writing this essay is to delineate the fact that happiness or eternal happiness is something we run after is nothing in essences but an illusion. And from this notion to substantiate my point that man does not commit suicides immersing his mind in waves of desires, powerful desires of the next best things.
We are so occupied with dreaming or with spinning beautiful tomorrows notwithstanding the fact we never come upon them in reality. And the reason why we defer or do not commit suicides is the mighty desire of something bright ahead.
Happiness is an impulse, an urge and desire is yet a stronger motive that outshines happiness and keeps on livening up life.
Intriguing, isn't it. Life is like that. That to quote Einstein "Reality is an illusion" gives some idea or validates what have been written.
We see life from different angles, and more often than not we camouflage ourselves and move conditioned by what we agree with. We are accustomed to patterns or traditions and it is so easy to do so. We choose a trodden track, foe the untrodden is full of challenges.
I do not believe that there is anything called pure and untainted happiness. And everyone is a different being, a different universe, a different reality despite that everyone relates to one another or strung by the threat of some unseen reality. And our endeavors to uncompromisingly and unconditionally live together, or feel at ease with one another is something unthinkable. Marriage is something forced and the ideal of it is imposed upon us. That is why wherever man manifests his full-blown nature all conventions evaporate.
And that is why where individuality is in its entirety marriages go broken and that is in developed economies and free societies divorces are a common phenomenon.
I seem to have diverged but going back to the point all I want to say is what we idealize or present as happiness is sheer mirage and we are deluded by others.
The fact is life engages us, for the force of life is so powerful and one of the strongest forces that vitalizes life and saves us or salvage the boat against the storm is desire.
Desire is an impulse and all our activities including living is a positive reaction to it.
I write this with an objective to arrive at the truth or meaning of living through a different perspective. I want to see what others view it or love to read and react to what you have to say.
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There's no such thing as happiness, only the idea of happiness.
Originally Posted by aBIGsheep
Fabulous response.
That just doesn't make sense.
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But I did read it.
