Being happy?

Just like the proud owner and creator of Being Human, the title to this post is as lame as it could get. But people still like it, well him in this case, Salman Khan. Even though all of his movies recently have been more or less retarded, and that's the effect they are having on the young minds of the country, making them more retarded. Making them think that some bulky bad boy act is going to let them lock the deal with the queen of their dreams whom they would not even actually respect but in most cases just want to wear like an ornament to show off to their friends. Well Similar is the case with the heading to the blog real lame, but people might still like it, since it brings out a philosophical side of life.

As much as I would like to believe in happy endings and one actually truly being happy, that does not exist. It is just a figment of our imagination, it is the way we perceive things. We can never actually know that if we are happy or not because, we usually never know that the reason that is keeping us happy might just be a placebo.

One might be happy, he or she might be on the 9th cloud, he or she might be really happy together but one never knows weather or not the other person keeping that smile on your face is dying or not inside, and as much as you would want to let them go to be free and be happy, this part of you cannot let go because they just made you too happy. You shall out of your own fucking selfish reasons go out there be a total douche and asshole and try to be happy, the reason why I say try and not be is because one can only try, try to find another placebo.

I feel that happiness is a myth and cannot be real since it is a placebo generated by someone or something, but as you would know if a placebo can work out to heal the sick so can it make one think he or she are happy. It's all in the head. It's all comforted by the placebo. Which is what brings me to the age old conflict of people asking smokers and drinkers to stop. All these things also act like a placebo, they make us happy, they make things more pretty, may be just for a little while, which is why they are discriminated against. People don't like placebo's that can kill you and neither do they like a placebo when they know it is one and that its going to pass away. But non the less they are also a placebo just like the thing which truly makes you happy.

I would not like to imply that I am right and you are wrong, may be I am, may be I a not. Could be a terrible tragedy. Imagine a person living his life with a set of rules which he thinks are right and should be followed by everyone. Imagine having so much faith in those beliefs that, you do think that every one else is an idiot who cannot understand your way of life and that the one's who do are saved. Imagine one day just realizing that all of what you thought was totally wrong. That would kind of suck now wouldn't it?

But none the less pain is an illusion, happiness is a placebo, life is a ride.

"The World is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it's real, because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round, and it has thrills and chills and is very brightly colored, and it's very loud. And it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they've begun to question, 'Is this real, or is this just a ride?', and other people have remembered, and they've come back to us and they say 'Hey, don't worry. Don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.' and we KILL THOSE PEOPLE."

-Bill Hicks