happiness.

the beatles sang about happiness. they said that happiness is a warm gun.

i know of someone who has a peculiar screenname. i won't say what it is, but it has to do with the word 'elmo'. if you take out the letter 'l', you get the word 'emo'.

the irony in it is so amazing. 'elmo' makes me think of a happy character from sesame street, yet 'emo' connotes a sad person sitting in a corner with a razorblade. is happiness that fragile? it's like trying to balance on the tip of a needle.

in the dog-eat-dog world that we live in today, we are forced to set aside our happiness in order to conform. we work hard to achieve material satisfaction, but is this really happiness? happiness is deeper than fabric; it's deeper than something tactile. but once it is encountered, it can be felt, and the feeling cannot be mistaken for anything else.

my happiness? it's really quite simple. i am happy when i see everyone around me happy. i am also happy when people confide in me for help, to vent, or just as a person to talk to. i like being friends with everyone, and i don't have a reason not to be.

but we have to be careful, because sometimes happiness is a double-edged sword. sometimes we say we are happy for one reason, but that reason isn't permanent. we have to be aware that the reason for 'happiness' can screw us over. once we find the happiness that won't ever leave, then we know it's the one.

before i go, i'd like to share a quote that really got me thinking.

"why is it that people who have voices always have to hide the most beautiful words in their hearts?"

it's probably just because a person's psyche is complex; there are many layers. and it takes a lot for them to uncover their true selves. but when the true self is brought out, it is nothing but beauty. usually we say the best words with the best meaning and feeling when we least think about the words we say, because it is the subconscious talking.

until next time.