Friday, July 10, 2009
The Latest Post
Yes! After a long time, I finally convinced myself to write a blog entry today. My last post was like ages ago. I think I'm slowly loosing my (non-existent) writing skills. What should I write about? I can rant about a million of senseless things (which I have always done), but this time I want to make sense.
Thats right! Let's start with that-- MAKING SENSE. I have always believed that I am a sensible person, with intelligence higher than that of an amoeba. For me, making sense is not using words that only Meriam-Webster can understand, neither is it getting straight A's on your report card. Making sense for me is speaking with coherence, stating an idea which most people can comprehend; it is expressing your self in any possible way as long you are understood. Given this definition, indeed, I am not making any sense at this moment.
In life, is it really important to make sense? That's a good one! Let's talk about life and what are the important things in it. I created this blog so that I can share my life, my experiences, my challenges, my thoughts-- ME. No matter how many times I say it to myself that what other people say won't affect me, one way or another, they still do. This sounds very selfish, but at this, all that is important for me is to be happy-- regardless. Now, this is where the complications enter the picture.
Where does happiness come from. How can one be genuinely happy. I believe that happiness is very subjective. Some people find happiness in different things, in different places, in different ways. Where do I get mine? Ice cream! Delicious foods never fail to put a smile on my face. I must admit, happy foods really make me happy. Being with my loved ones make me really happy as well. Simple things make me happy. I dare say, the elusive happiness is not that elusive at all. Our pursuit of happiness (not the movie) can be ended with just one word-- CONTENTMENT.
I know it's not that difficult to satisfy me (in every sense of the word :P). I am really contented with what I have. Seldom do I ask for something I don't have. I believe, that I already have what I need, any addition to it will be great but they are not necessary at all. Making do with what you have is NOT contentment, being happy with what you have is more like it. In a way, it is very circular. To be happy, you have to be contented with what you have; to be contented you have to be happy with what you have.
This brings me back to making sense, happiness, and life. I still believe that what's important for me is to be happy. I am happy, satisfied, contented. I could not ask for more. Really! I have a job, I have a family, I know I am loved. I know, I nor my life is neither perfect. Maybe some parts of it are not there, but SURPRISINGLY it is perfectly well. Cliche' as it may sound, I could not ask for more.
Pogssz
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