Nowadays everybody is searching for happiness and, frankly, I find it dead annoying. I don't feel like the pursuit of happiness should be a sensible life plan. Whenever I meet someone who says,"I just want to be happy", the first word that comes to my mind is "fool" ,the second is "lazy". Only a fool can be blindly happy. The world is not set up for happiness. Look at nature. I mean, really,- lions, springbok, lizards, trees, grass, even that jolly fellow the rabbit - they're not happy in their kill or be killed world. What makes us think humans are above that?
Then you have The Secret. Okay I do believe if you walk around all day thinking the world is out to get you, the world is going to seriously get you. But I certainly don't think everything is in abundance. How did that piece of psychobabble come into mainstream consciousness? I listened to a woman going on and on about it on Noleen the other day and I thought I'd vomit. I thought about a struggling single mother living on minimum wage in a tin shack in some vile squatter camp with a quaint view of a bubbling brook of sewage in front of her home watching this idiot, who is likely living off of some BEE, money-grubbing scheme, and wanted to reach in the TV and shake the woman until her brains rattled back into place.
Natural selection requires limited resources. When did we throw natural selection away? Was I asleep? I know for a fact as I write this, despite all the good thoughts I have - my nartjies are finished. They are finished. That is just the fact of it. So what's actually in abundance- happiness? Do these fools ever watch the news?
I'm always sort of wary of happy times. I laugh and joke and have had some pretty damn good times in my life, but at the back of my mind I'm always wondering -"Okay life what's next?". Life is not a jolly roller coaster ride of adventure and happiness. Telling people that is just cruel. Life is tough. At times life is damn near torture. Occasionally a chocolate sundae with real whipped cream and a cherry on top will fall from the sky, but by no means should you start thinking that's the norm. Just eat it up, be thankful you happened to be under it when it fell, and then get back to the hard work of living.