I feel bad for people when I see them smiling wide and pretending to be happy. ‘Cause no one is happy on this planet… Not a single living being. Happiness is an illusion. And the people who recognize that happiness is an illusion, end up killing themselves because no one wants to live after knowing that their goal was just an illusion… By goal I mean, as kids we’re told by our parents that happiness is the best thing to achieve, neither money nor love… Cause when we’re happy blah blah blah… So stop being happy. I don’t want to see your teeth no matter how white they are. Just keep your fucking mouth shut and don’t grin… I mean how can you express or believe something that doesn’t even exist… Just like God. Happiness is just like God… Both don’t exist but still most people run after these two. I mean where the fuck is happiness… It’s nowhere cause it’s a god-damned illusion. It’s not realistic. What is real is sadness… It exists in every single living being on earth… Some know this and don’t pretend to be lost in the illusion while most don’t understand this and spend their lives trying to achieve something that’s not even real…
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happiness is relative, we determine if a person is happy or not by the amount of happiness they feel, how quick they recover from a emotional conflict, how they perceive the world,etc.
In my opinion, there’re people out there that are a lot happier than us, people on earth don’t all suffer the same, this is what I’ve come to realize, which isn’t fair, it’s screwed up and cruel knowing that some people are actually able to be in that state of mind. However it’s not an illusion, it is ok to want to be happy, we want to feel good, we want the chemicals in our brain to balance, even though nothing is everlasting.
You’re right that all people don’t suffer the same, but they all suffer. And to escape this suffering for a while, they dwell their minds into happiness. It’s like substance abuse done by all, but recognized by few. Being happy is substance abuse. Because at the end of the day, the euphoria of this substance ends and reality hits when one is left with melancholic thoughts and guilt regardless of how acute the happiness was.
In my experience you can be at peace and not be happy. I am not at peace now, but I was for a while when I was younger.
I think I sort of believe in something akin to karma. Being at peace is being at peace with the world around you. Other people. Your fate. The unfairness of life. Accepting it.
Maybe it sounds silly, but I kind of think I learned it from watching Hollywood movies with stoic heroes (this was back in the ’90s, before everything was superheroes). Also just from novels.
Anyway, be a good person, be honorable, do the right thing, and maybe you too can find peace. Even if you are unhappy, you can still feel peaceful.
If I had to compare it to something, it’s like rain can be beautiful and crying can be cathargic.
The Thin Red Line by Terrence Malick exemplifies this spirit, I would say.
You could make the same argument saying that sadness is an illusion
I don’t think I can. Sadness lies buried deep inside us. You can’t remove it from there. And this is quite not the case with happiness, cause if it was, then we’d feel happy even while feeling sad. No matter how happy we are or how much we have achieved, the negative feelings always come out as an evil surprise and reality hits. And in that moment, the entire castle of illusion breaks and one realizes that happiness ain’t real. In fact, happiness might just be the most counterfeit thing on the planet (which is practiced by all, understood by some and resolved by none).