Its almost blasphemous to say that one is happy right now, in this moment.
Its alright to select a small percentage of memories from the past and say we were happy back then and its equally alright to project a happiness in the future even though we might not live till the end of today. But one is faced with quiet bemusement when one simply says they are happy right now, doing simple everyday things, meeting simple everyday challenges and living a simple life.
A rigor of the capitalist thinking has confused achievement with happiness. Fight for it, earn it, work hard and the shinniz. Roll in the muck of your mind, blinded by your plans infinitely. The present is painted with hardships of future plans and in moments of pause, past nostalgia.
But happiness is not for the blind, its for one who sees with increasing clarity. One who can notice patterns of the very life-source bubbling in everything they touch with their senses. One who can see that the past has given, the present is giving and the future will give to the one who seeks.
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