Pursuit Of Happyness

Ignore the spelling error, it was intentional.

Happiness, can anyone define it? Some say we attain true happiness by achieving our dreams. We once dream of a perfect life. Loving family, financially stable, dream job, great kids and a loving spouse. They say by living our dreams, we have indeed attain true happiness. True to a certain extent. No doubt that by living our dreams, we have lead a fulfilling life. Is that what life is all about? Live life to the fullest people say, then again how full is actually full?.

Others say that happiness can never be measured. Happiness reflects our self-being. What people see might not always be true. We hide our true self by putting a facade, well most tried to anyways. To them, happiness is not about dreams. Instead, its about what they really want most in this world. In time, what they want becomes something much more. They no longer want, they need.

No one believes that their life will turn out just kind of okay. We all think we are going to be great. And from the day we became adults, we are filled with expectation. Great expectations of who we will be, where we will go.

We all think we're going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren't met. But sometimes our expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, because the expected is just what keeps us steady. Standing. Still. The expected's just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives.

As friends, as human beings, we all try to do the best we can. But the world is full of unexpected twists and turns. And just when you've gotten the lay of the land, the ground underneath you shifts and knocks you off your feet. If you're lucky, you'll end up with nothing more than a flesh wound, something a band-aid will cover. But, some wounds are deeper than they first appear and require more than just a quick fix. With some wounds, you have to rip off the band-aid, let them breathe, and give them time to heal.

It's easy to suggest a quick solution, when you don't know much about the problem or you don't understand the underlying cause or just how deep the wound is. The first step toward a real cure is to know exactly what the disease is to begin with. But that's not what people want to hear. We're supposed to forget the past that led us here, ignore the future complications that might arise and go for the quick fix.

There are days that make the sacrifices seem worthwhile. And then there are the days where everything feels like a sacrifice. And then there are the sacrifices that you can't even figure out why you're making.

Life's a game. They say a person either has what it takes to play or they don't. Being great at it, doesn't mean you don't get screwed 'cause u still do, just not that easily.

A good soccer game can have us all on the edge of our seats. Games are all about the glory, pain and the play by play. And then there are the more solitary games. The games we play all by ourselves. The social games, the mind games. We use them to pass the time to make life more interesting, to distract us from what's really going on. There are those of us who love to play games, any games. And there are those of us who love to play a little too much.

So go ahead... argue with the ref, change the rules, cheat a little, take a break and tend to your wounds. But play. Play. Play hard, play fast... play loose and free. Play as if there's no tomorrow. Okay, so it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game... right?

One way or another our karma will leave us to face ourselves. We can look our karma in the eye or we can wait for it to sneak up on us from behind. One way or another, our karma will always find us. And the truth is, we have more chances than most to set the balance in our favor. No matter how hard we try we can't escape our karma. It follows us home. I guess we can't really complain about our karma. It's not unfair. It's not unexpected. It just evens the score. And even when we're about to do something we know will tempt karma to bite us in the ass, well it goes without saying. We do it anyway.

Superstition lies in the space between what we can control and what we can't. Find a penny, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck. No one wants to pass up a chance for good luck. But does saying it thirty three times really help? Is anyone really listening? And if no ones listening, why do we bother doing those strange things. We rely on superstitions because we're smart enough to know we don't have all the answers. And that life works in mysterious ways. Don't diss the juju, from wherever it comes.

Many people don't know that the human eye has a blind spot in its field of vision. There is a part of the world that we are literally blind to. The problem is, sometimes our blind spots shield us from things that really shouldn't be ignored. Sometimes our blind spots keep our lives bright and shiny.

Sometimes the problem is easily detected, most of the time we need to go step by step. First, probing the surface looking for any sign of trouble. Most of the time, we can't tell what's wrong with somebody by just looking at them. After all, they can look perfectly fine on the outside, while their insides tell a whole other story

No matter how much we desire it, there is no such thing as a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

Living in this world, we are forced to prove our worth not just once or twice but repeatedly. Even if you once proved to the whole world or to someone that you have what it takes, it is just not enough.

Why?

We tend to forget. Remembering people for their misdeeds is much easier. But what happens when we fail to prove our worth? I guess all the hardwork and sacrifices in the past just go to waste. 'Cause it takes just 1 small mistake, 1 slip of the tongue, 1 stupid mistake to ruin everything.

Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets

Learn this lesson, that to be self-contented is to be vile and ignorant, and that to aspire is better than to be blindly and impotently happy.