The Thought I Woke Up With #215


Everyone wants to be happy. Pursue that line of discussion with anyone, and eventually they will come to the same end; being happy is the most important thing. Ask a parent cradling their little one in their arms what they’d like that child to do when they mature. What they’d like them to be. Ultimately the answer is, I don’t care, as long they’re happy.

I also pose this question in my book Him & Me- when has happiness become one of life’s hypocrisies?

And that’s what it is. A huge hypocrisy. On the one hand when pressed, or stressed, people say they want happiness above all things, then quickly dismiss the whole notion as if it were so much waste to be flushed down the sewage pipe. Indeed humans spend more time on the toilet, immeasurably more time, than actually contemplating and nurturing true happiness.

Why is that?

Because happiness has been confused with more. Not just confused, but replaced.

More is the god. Gives a human anything, and automatically ego wants more. Ever listened to two people comparing illnesses? I was so sick, I couldn’t raise my arms, says one. Oh I know what you mean, retorts the other, One time I was so crook I had to crawl to the bathroom on all fours.

More is a vicious cycle of want that pollutes minds and seeps into everything. It is a mind-pandemic that ravages and pollutes everything with which it comes in contact.

On the subject of want, D.H. Lawrence put it this way:

The wages of work is cash.
The wages of cash is want more cash.
The wages of want more cash is vicious competition.
The wages of vicious competition is — the world we live in.

In the book I give the following example of the more bane. When one is hungry happiness is a piece of bread. When one is thirsty, happiness becomes a drink of water. When homeless, happiness turns into a roof over ones head. Once those basics are covered, happiness transforms into a more version of those things. A need for a piece of bread is replaced by a need for hors d’oeuvres and caviar. A glass of water becomes a need for expensive wines and the simple roof over the head morphs into a need for a mansion with servants.

Those who achieve their goal, and get the caviar, the rich wines and the servants to serve them find they still feel empty and unfulfilled. So they dream up something else that represents happiness, and the cycle continues.

For those who do not achieve the perceived level of happiness, which is the majority, the feeling is the same, emptiness and dissatisfaction. So both the rich and the poor ultimately share the same core feelings. Neither is happy, neither is satisfied. Neither is better than the other — in achievement or virtue.

Do you see a pattern here, dear reader?

The goal of ego isn’t, in reality, to be rich or poor. The goal in ego is, 100% not to think about happiness.

Until tomorrow,


The Thought I Woke Up With #215

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