What is happiness? No one really knows. No one wants to know... Everyone just drinks the juice, but doesn't care where the juice comes from.
Happiness is the only thing we can't recycle. Along with love, although that depends on the country and religion... The thing is, when you feel the heat of joy burning down on your skin and the cleansing oasis of happiness fall down on your shoulder, you don't really care.
Happiness isn't a grace from "above" or "below" or "in between your mother's legs" if you want to go that far. Happiness is just uncontainable...it spreads like a jolly sickness, dodging some and hitting others with full force. The lucky ones.
With happiness comes luck, another uncontainable bastard that comes and goes, dodging through the spaces between us (as I mentioned in my previous article).
But maybe it isn't life that brings these. Maybe our mind just brings them to ourselves. What if all those emotions were just coming from your head? One big elaborate dream. And this is where that stupid phrase: "I think therefore I am." comes into play again. If you "think" all of your emotions, then how can you "be"? If everything comes from you, then it was just as if you were dreaming! Your mind "is". Not you...your mind controls you...but then again, what is your mind? Isn't that a part of your brain, controlled by you?
So who's who? Or more importantly what is who?
So how do you explain the fact that you can't control yourself when you cry, or laugh, or scream?
My own mind is dictating this messed up text right now, but it's stopping from saying how fucking mad I am at certain people of my entourage. It's just something unexplainable. Religious people label it as "God did this", "God was here", "God made this", "God machine-gunned this".
I think it's just part of the unknown surrounding us. Emotions like love, revenge, guilt, sadness, fear are triggered by something firing in our conscience...if there is such a thing as a conscience.
People will tell you that "love conquers all". That's bullshit. Honestly. No matter how strong, how passionate, how violent, how extreme love is. It will never crawl up the tower of awareness. Darkness will always make it first.
Look at the news: you never see a joyful story about how a couple fell in love and stayed in love forever, or how great and loving a father/son relationship is. No. It's always about the dark events: revenge, blood feud, vandalism, terror. The face of the world will not consent to show happiness. But then again, what is happiness?.
Happiness isn't always a good thing. Happiness for a vandal is burning down cars. Happiness for a murderer is swimming in the translucid liquid of his victim's insides. Happiness for a schizophrenic is not hearing that little voice, that glitchy conscience, screaming in his head, deafening the silence.
Emotions are made to toy with you. But isn't paranoia an emotion too?...
What is happiness? What is love? What is revenge? What is fear? What is rage? Something the ant colony that humanity is wasn't supposed to know.
But we will continue feeling emotions.
Forever.
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