V for Vicissitude
It baffles me as to how some people can have no passion.
It destroys me.
I just stood in the rain in my pajamas on my back porch for 10 minutes.
I don't know why.
I came to many realizations.
But it also reinforced a lot of those thoughts in the back of my mind.
While dream jobs, perfect lovers, and expensive cars may boost your happiness marginally, in time these lose their novelty and as a result, you aren't that much happier than you were in the first place. It seems that these faceless people who live in these monster houses in "insert gated community name here" aren't all that much happier when they die than your average joe. Happiness is all relative. I watch as my grandparents lose their soulmates to cancer, while some of my friends become richer, some become poorer, some people get great job offers, some lose love, etc etc. and their happiness (or depression depending on how you look at it) level remains pretty constant.
Regardless of the ever-changing circumstances, i honestly believe that someone can be happy in any situation. Not to say it wouldn't be hard. It's a lot easier to say "fuck this" and be unhappy when situations seem at their worst, then to make a conscious effort to be happy. I am becoming more and more convinced that all those factors and situations we find ourselves in are temporary and irrelevant; lasting happiness isn't derived from those. Our collective happiness is derived from how we view the world around us-- our thought patterns, our behaviors, and our reactions -- some of which can be altered, and others which cannot.
I am a terrible role model for my beliefs, but i honestly do think happiness is a choice as opposed to a consequence of circumstance.
What do you think?
It's a sad, sad world when a girl will break a boy just because she can.
ALIAS comes on tonight. 2 hour premiere. Yes.
Peace.
It destroys me.
I just stood in the rain in my pajamas on my back porch for 10 minutes.
I don't know why.
I came to many realizations.
But it also reinforced a lot of those thoughts in the back of my mind.
While dream jobs, perfect lovers, and expensive cars may boost your happiness marginally, in time these lose their novelty and as a result, you aren't that much happier than you were in the first place. It seems that these faceless people who live in these monster houses in "insert gated community name here" aren't all that much happier when they die than your average joe. Happiness is all relative. I watch as my grandparents lose their soulmates to cancer, while some of my friends become richer, some become poorer, some people get great job offers, some lose love, etc etc. and their happiness (or depression depending on how you look at it) level remains pretty constant.
Regardless of the ever-changing circumstances, i honestly believe that someone can be happy in any situation. Not to say it wouldn't be hard. It's a lot easier to say "fuck this" and be unhappy when situations seem at their worst, then to make a conscious effort to be happy. I am becoming more and more convinced that all those factors and situations we find ourselves in are temporary and irrelevant; lasting happiness isn't derived from those. Our collective happiness is derived from how we view the world around us-- our thought patterns, our behaviors, and our reactions -- some of which can be altered, and others which cannot.
I am a terrible role model for my beliefs, but i honestly do think happiness is a choice as opposed to a consequence of circumstance.
What do you think?
It's a sad, sad world when a girl will break a boy just because she can.
ALIAS comes on tonight. 2 hour premiere. Yes.
Peace.