Happiness

Th last time i wrote was a week ago. This depletion affects me, because writing is smth i'll never wanna lose touch w. Perhaps i need more discipline. So many nights i urged t write, however my train of endless thoughts were more than sufficient t keep me away from ending up confounded mentally on paper, or better personified as diving into a bottomless pit. A chore indeed, t conceptualize life.

1/4 of 2012 gone by. Obscured on what im really brought here for, my purpose. Smeared vision of my future. But i will come t terms w it. I will. Right? But what's really been on my mind lately, is how much i've substantiated my doubts. Secularly, how much i've realised.

My current state of mind? Im happy. Im fuckin' happy. Honestly.
Science is said t explain our world rotating its axis. Researchers endeavour t apply a scientific method t define happiness, t attain intense joy. I am a fuckin' strong believer of science, that an explanation can be derived from any particular narration. Hence my level of faith, in terms of religion has fluctuated a lot over th past years. Of no intentions am i in exploring th above further. Not right now at least. However, happiness it is. A fuzzy concept for sure, different concepts of happiness, meaning t be split applicably into various components. T an extent beyond scientific accounts, personal opinions come in.

I've learnt that happiness is more than simply an emotion. Its a mental state of well-being. I've never thought happiness ranges from contentment t intense joy - a dictionary definition. But how can a book that provides nothing but riveting definitions of alphabets put together, define an emotion so great? You could search 'dictionary' in a dictionary and that dictionary will give you th definition of a dictionary. So much for clarity hey. I never thought contentment of being a part of happiness. But i've come t realise it actually is. Th dictionary is far more credible, i mean if you ever doubted its cosmos. When you're contented, anything you obtain from there on automatically turns into a merit, making th climb up t intensity of this emotion possibly not far-fetched at all. After beating around this endless bush, more like a forest if you ask me. My mind has mercifully narrowed it down t two factors. Assumptions and Expectations.


Maybe that's a formula. A secret passageway paving th different levels of happiness, finally leading into another dimension. One that shines bright, clear waters w trickling waterfalls enlightening th ears, clean air w breathing life, mesmerizing sparkle at every turn. A beautiful habitat. One that could only exist in your imagination. But what's imaginable, could very well transform into reality. Reality is a blur after all, a vague imaginative reality could work even. And that it is, t me right now.

Disregard assumptions your mind generate, you'll be happy. Diminish immense expectations from people, you'll be happy. Doesn't sound like rocket science, does it? Didn't think so either, not anymore at least. However as science claims - for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Happiness guaranteed, not faux that im sure. But what about an opposite reaction, an adverse effect subconsciously and indirectly altering my mental state?

But all i have is now, and now makes me happy. That should be a remedy on its own, an amendment t what i've been missing out.