| braen ( @ 2008-05-03 11:43:00 |
| Current mood: | contemplative |
When did we killed happiness?
“We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren’t happy. Something’s missing.”
Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury
Today, while I read the paper, this quote just popped up. And I just know it's true. We as a society, are not happy. Of course, there must be someone out there who is. There's always a exception to confirm the rule, but as a whole, we are not happy. We are content most of the time, pletoric sometimes, in this tiny little moments of true bliss, and, if we are really lucky, we can even achieve peace of mind. But we are not happy. Perhaps we aren't meant to be happy. Perhaps we killed happiness when we decided that only being the best, only achieving more than the rest, could a person be a winner. Perhaps, as I've always felt in my gut, we have mistaken personal gain with happiness and now we don't know our way back.
Perhaps those that claim that happiness is just a void word and doesn't exist are right.
Perhaps.
Mind you, We are not unhappy either. We, as a whole, as there might be exceptions again, can't live in a state of perpetual sadness. That would only drive as mad. I know. So we can't say we are unhappy, because... well... You know what I mean. Even those broken hearts of the worst shape (thousands and thousands of little pieces scattered all over) can feel elated by the wind in their face, the sun high up in the sky, the birds singing to welcome spring...
In spain we say "Despues de la tormenta, siempre llega la calma", after a storm, everything goes calm. But it's also said that perfect calm preceeds the worst of storms. So? That's how we are supposed to live? Blessing the few quiet calm moments, knowing a storm will come for sure? Facing the storm the best we can, knowing it's going to end sooner or later?
Sounds fair enough to me.
Perhaps it's not happiness, perhaps it is and we can't recognize it after all these years of waiting (like Penelope, who couldn't recognize his husband at first).
Anyway, perhaps I'm wrong and people is happy all over and it's just me that can't see it. So don't mind me much and be happy. Or just content, whatever suits you best. I will keep searching.
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