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I Don”t Agree with Aristotle Happiness Philosophy

When a beautiful girl in her exuberant cherish moves around, every heart melts along with her motion, dashing to ground. The throbbing hearts chuckle, dance and wither away. It is more likely to be said about the God, the one who is static but His unseen and well known beauty has manifested tons of beloved, thus energizes all species to be kinetic in some way.

When a beautiful girl in her exuberant cherish moves around, every heart melts along with her motion, dashing to ground. The throbbing hearts chuckle, dance and wither away. It is more likely to be said about the God, the one who is static but His unseen and well known beauty has manifested tons of beloved, thus energizes all species to be kinetic in some way.

But right here in this world of hatred, betrayal and selfishness who would interest and believe in some Greek philosopher’s meta physical imaginative paradoxes.

Yes but heart….which is far more nearer to the eternal hidden mysteries of the world rather than the very cheap gossips of an ordinary brain.

I disagree with Aristotle in a way when he says happiness floats while doing a series of fantastic works, being born in an elite dynasty or a family, to be looked incredibly handsome, being heavenly blessed and having a flock of nice friends give you that mystical happiness. I oppose to the Great philosopher’s simple rule of life because happiness never hops around with such of nasty features , instead it is even achieved by eating a sweet potato from a hawker’s basket. How simple.

I totally believe happiness to be conglomerate of ethics and religious harmony or sometime either of the one or none of these.

But I do believe in absorbing high energy of happiness by going into a trance… some dance and dance their heart out, some do music like a schizophrenic, some remains in pursue of an eternal harmony when they search into the relation between the words of a calligraphic art. And why not? Afterall, it is a way to vent out sad feelings and see a beacon in the darkest of dark.

I certainly don’t believe in Pagans traditions even, where nature worship is more important than reverence for sacred books. The Goddess is in everything and everything is part of the Goddess and the world is merely an expression of her goddess. (NO HAPPINESS). But I go with ALLAMA IQBAL’S thesis of metaphysical evolution that God is One and because of his Grace this universe is intact and He may destroy it whenever He wants. ( A RAY OF HAPPINESS)

In this mere journey of life where sufferings seem to be the only rule, I struggle for things for which there was no point struggling. Like love, for example. People either feel it or they don’t,and there isn’t a force in the world that can make them feel it.We can pretend that we love each other. We can get used to each other but having done everything possible which can make a couple happy we are left with an “emptiness”.

This emptiness is a reciprocal to the happiness that we momentarily had… what a heck?

So who would fill my soul that walks like a vagabond on the noisy and misty streets of a strumpet city?

Instead, I want to transform my emptiness into auras from where I can see what I shouldn’t. I believe everyone has such a power to negotiate with and can do prophecies at their own.

Down here on the earth there is no physical entity which is pure and sacred. Everyone has its own good or bad desires… may be its natural, but it makes emptiness more void.

Therefore, a true love is a reciprocal of a betrayal or vice versa. If one happens to get one, which is almost impossible, I would say success comes to exist and auras flash to dance in the surroundings ,dabbing into trance… an end to the beginning of human values’ catastrophe. HAPPINESS VOID.

The Lebanese poet Khalil Gibran said, it is more important to give than to receive. But this never exist exactly what he would like to say, infact, it is the other way round. we remain slave of our feelings with our frailties, and to surrender without knowing if our love is reciprocated.

We can’t fill our emptiness, at least, we can make ourselves look different.

” Two paths diverged into the woods, I chose the one less traveled by and that makes all the difference.”

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