Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness (A Liberal's Manifesto)
The title of this entry sounds like it could be the title of my autobiography, Angels. I've been doing some personal research on Liberalism, and I have to say that I agree with the ideas it represents. Who knows what's better for me than me? No one. I guess this is what Americans were trying to say during the Revolutionary War. No one understood what America needed more than the American Colonists.
So the Founding Fathers were all Liberals? Makes sense. I guess they HAD to be, in order to stand up for the cause.
Anyways, as I was saying, no one knows what's best for me besides me. I have to make the decision to find what it is that would make me happy, and best help me to live a productive life. I don't need a fancy home with 18 bedrooms, a large swimming pool, and golden toilets. Just enough room to hang pictures on the walls, have a bed, and eat while watching TV or read a book. (Remind me to get bookshelves for my books and anime figures.) I want a home where I can be free to live as I choose, with the people I choose to live with.
Speaking of people, I just want to say that as far as my love life goes, I'm by no means content. I'm confused. Should I have to sacrifice stability and value for a chance at a dream of sublime bliss? I still find myself captivated by M1 and by the nature of his dreaming (which I think is what brings us together and makes us identify with each other so well). But then... there's the Marine. Someone I've known since I was 12, but it's only been the past year or so that we've really strengthened our friendship. He's the intellectual side of me. Supportive, yet critical. He's stable. His moral compass never deviates. But I don't know what makes him tick. He's still mysterious. M1 is more spontaneous, and not afraid to let loose. The Marine is, well, a Marine. Kind, yet not the world's best people person. So this is why no one is guaranteed happiness, only the ability to pursue it. Only you can know what makes you happy, even it takes you a long time to admit it to yourself. In the meantime, we keep up the pursuit.
In 8th grade I was voted 'Most Likely to Become President'. I guess even then, politics has interested me and people noticed. I want to see a place where the poor are given fairer chances, and the rich are more willing to help with that. Not necessarily in a Socialist way, but more as a society. In a world where people who would have never met before can be friends, we should be able to put aside personal differences to come together for the common good. By that I mean a Society where people can live as they please, as long as what they do does not cause harm to others.
Geez, I'm even sounding like a politician! lol I can only hope this serves me well in the long run.
As for me, I know to an extent what makes me happy. Some of those things are as follows:
Meaningful conversation that engages my mind as well as my soul, chocolate, spicy foods, cinnamon tea, a good book, anything that makes me laugh so hard I cry, being different (as well as individuality), making money (not a lot, but enough to get by), talking to nice people (as my job doesn't give me the opportunity to do that very often), cooking, dressing up (again with the individuality thing), the friends I've made through the Lolitics fandom, the color yellow and the significance it has for me, space (like the planets and stuff), politics (I think that's a given), and really.... just anything that makes me think or enjoy something.
So how do I go about finding all of this? Some of it is easy. But right now, my dreams are pulling me in different directions. One fork in the road leads to Britain. To a life of public service in the world of media and politics. That leads to M1 and a flat in Leeds. The other, a life of travel, relying totally on myself to make it by. Seeing everything I possibly can before a person can come along and make me theirs. Then there's a path I never thought I would go on. It leads to nowhere. I would stay here in Southern Illinois, while The Marine is stationed in Japan. Staying at my current job, my adoration for him growing until we can bring ourselves to say we want to be together. If we ever got married, I would follow him wherever he was stationed. In essence, becoming a housewife. Not really doing anything of my own. While that scares me, it also seems remotely gratifying.
Here's to life. To Liberty. To the Pursuit of Happiness, wherever it may be hiding. Hopefully we all find what we think we're looking for, and in the end, discovering what it is that works best for our own lives.
Loves, kisses, and jaffa cakes,
Hoshi
So the Founding Fathers were all Liberals? Makes sense. I guess they HAD to be, in order to stand up for the cause.
Anyways, as I was saying, no one knows what's best for me besides me. I have to make the decision to find what it is that would make me happy, and best help me to live a productive life. I don't need a fancy home with 18 bedrooms, a large swimming pool, and golden toilets. Just enough room to hang pictures on the walls, have a bed, and eat while watching TV or read a book. (Remind me to get bookshelves for my books and anime figures.) I want a home where I can be free to live as I choose, with the people I choose to live with.
Speaking of people, I just want to say that as far as my love life goes, I'm by no means content. I'm confused. Should I have to sacrifice stability and value for a chance at a dream of sublime bliss? I still find myself captivated by M1 and by the nature of his dreaming (which I think is what brings us together and makes us identify with each other so well). But then... there's the Marine. Someone I've known since I was 12, but it's only been the past year or so that we've really strengthened our friendship. He's the intellectual side of me. Supportive, yet critical. He's stable. His moral compass never deviates. But I don't know what makes him tick. He's still mysterious. M1 is more spontaneous, and not afraid to let loose. The Marine is, well, a Marine. Kind, yet not the world's best people person. So this is why no one is guaranteed happiness, only the ability to pursue it. Only you can know what makes you happy, even it takes you a long time to admit it to yourself. In the meantime, we keep up the pursuit.
In 8th grade I was voted 'Most Likely to Become President'. I guess even then, politics has interested me and people noticed. I want to see a place where the poor are given fairer chances, and the rich are more willing to help with that. Not necessarily in a Socialist way, but more as a society. In a world where people who would have never met before can be friends, we should be able to put aside personal differences to come together for the common good. By that I mean a Society where people can live as they please, as long as what they do does not cause harm to others.
Geez, I'm even sounding like a politician! lol I can only hope this serves me well in the long run.
As for me, I know to an extent what makes me happy. Some of those things are as follows:
Meaningful conversation that engages my mind as well as my soul, chocolate, spicy foods, cinnamon tea, a good book, anything that makes me laugh so hard I cry, being different (as well as individuality), making money (not a lot, but enough to get by), talking to nice people (as my job doesn't give me the opportunity to do that very often), cooking, dressing up (again with the individuality thing), the friends I've made through the Lolitics fandom, the color yellow and the significance it has for me, space (like the planets and stuff), politics (I think that's a given), and really.... just anything that makes me think or enjoy something.
So how do I go about finding all of this? Some of it is easy. But right now, my dreams are pulling me in different directions. One fork in the road leads to Britain. To a life of public service in the world of media and politics. That leads to M1 and a flat in Leeds. The other, a life of travel, relying totally on myself to make it by. Seeing everything I possibly can before a person can come along and make me theirs. Then there's a path I never thought I would go on. It leads to nowhere. I would stay here in Southern Illinois, while The Marine is stationed in Japan. Staying at my current job, my adoration for him growing until we can bring ourselves to say we want to be together. If we ever got married, I would follow him wherever he was stationed. In essence, becoming a housewife. Not really doing anything of my own. While that scares me, it also seems remotely gratifying.
Here's to life. To Liberty. To the Pursuit of Happiness, wherever it may be hiding. Hopefully we all find what we think we're looking for, and in the end, discovering what it is that works best for our own lives.
Loves, kisses, and jaffa cakes,
Hoshi