HAPPINESS is not all it’s cracked up to be.
We wretched humans, members of this fallen race, have a positive need for unhappiness at certain moments in our lives.
Without unhappiness, we would be much worse off.
Unhappiness causes us to see through the inconsequential allures of this world. Unhappiness prompts us to self-examination. It makes us hungry. It makes us thirst. It makes us quest. It causes pains that are the distressing birth pangs of our true selves.
How often has false happiness let us down and engrossed us with superficialities and lies? How often has false happiness alienated us from the wondrous source of being? Sometimes we refuse the grave and glaring problems of existence in the pursuit of happiness and peacefulness at all costs. Unhappiness is not pleasurable, but it always carries a message. It always offers something important.
Happiness can be empty and deceptive. Don’t fall for the world’s insistence on it. Happiness is not the good of this life, it’s the guarantee, if we so choose, of the next.
