Today is November 10, 2009, which can be written as 11-10-09, which also can be described as a (n-1) series where n1 = 12, i=3. This practically has nothing to do with what happiness is, trust me.
I am not sure what happiness is anymore. I can't even remember if I did ever knew what it was, which gives you an idea of how little I know. Even so, I realized what it is not; it is not something that I used to believe in.
Happiness is not a matter of choice. It is not a state of mind. It is not what I conditioned myself it is. It is not a decision or a switch that you just turn on whenever you feel the need to do so. You cannot just tell your blood not to flow after you got yourself cut, so is not to feel the reverse of being happy.
I find mediocrity in my old beliefs. What is the point of striving if you’ll be happy for whatever you’ll going to get anyway, just by deciding to be so. Like finding solace in mediocrity. Nothing new really, since mediocrity is my forte. As in Tuseran Forte and this entry is getting corny.
It is what you do, say, think and desire, when you are not in that state of happiness that is a matter of choice, and usually it’s what makes a difference.
Am I happy now? I am not really sure. You see, aside from knowing too little, I also have lots of uncertainties. But I am certain though that at this very moment, I am not sad.
The search for happiness is still on. It may even go on forever, unless you decide to stop and live a mediocre life. Nothing’s wrong with being mediocre though. It is jt that I am still thrilled by the hunt (happiness), though I am not really sure what It is for me.
Amidst all these confusions and uncertainties, I will just temporarily settle for my memory of what happiness is. Happiness is; a Reader’s Digest Vinyl LP Collection of music from the decades of 30’s to 70’s, that I enjoyed playing in my grandparent’s house when I still have the certainties in me.
I am not sure what happiness is anymore. I can't even remember if I did ever knew what it was, which gives you an idea of how little I know. Even so, I realized what it is not; it is not something that I used to believe in.
Happiness is not a matter of choice. It is not a state of mind. It is not what I conditioned myself it is. It is not a decision or a switch that you just turn on whenever you feel the need to do so. You cannot just tell your blood not to flow after you got yourself cut, so is not to feel the reverse of being happy.
I find mediocrity in my old beliefs. What is the point of striving if you’ll be happy for whatever you’ll going to get anyway, just by deciding to be so. Like finding solace in mediocrity. Nothing new really, since mediocrity is my forte. As in Tuseran Forte and this entry is getting corny.
It is what you do, say, think and desire, when you are not in that state of happiness that is a matter of choice, and usually it’s what makes a difference.
Am I happy now? I am not really sure. You see, aside from knowing too little, I also have lots of uncertainties. But I am certain though that at this very moment, I am not sad.
The search for happiness is still on. It may even go on forever, unless you decide to stop and live a mediocre life. Nothing’s wrong with being mediocre though. It is jt that I am still thrilled by the hunt (happiness), though I am not really sure what It is for me.
Amidst all these confusions and uncertainties, I will just temporarily settle for my memory of what happiness is. Happiness is; a Reader’s Digest Vinyl LP Collection of music from the decades of 30’s to 70’s, that I enjoyed playing in my grandparent’s house when I still have the certainties in me.
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"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called. ~A.A. Milne
...try to remember my friend, as they say, happiness is not a goal, it's always a by-product...pursuing it only leads you nowhere...
writing this blog, for one,let's you achieve a certain state of felicity, even more so when you know people get inspired or amused of your write ups (i'm one of them, of course)...i'm quite sure that writing is one of your passion...just continue with it...you may not be fully aware but writing will not only give happiness to you but to your readers as well...Godbless =)
how profound and eloquent my friend. thanks for the kind words. not sure but the inspiration to others thing, but thanks. greatly appreciated.
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