Merry Christmas but I am not Happy and Content
I have been working on a straw poll most of my life, and the question is:
"Are you happy?"
Now because of an e-mail from my friend Eric, I have added,
"Are you content?"
I believe Heroin would make me happy and content, providing I never stopped.
Results of my Happiness Straw Poll:
And how do people answer around the planet?
"I am not happy." about 80 percent or one if five is happy.
"I am not content." about the same.
Now, looking at their faces, I can say, the under-developed countries, about 85 percent of the planet is about 50/50, while only about 10-20 percent of people in developed countries are happy, and almost only 2 percent content.
Mampong, Ghana West Africa --- Sunday, December 26, 2010
Humans are seldom logical, because were are 99 percent Animal, 1 percent machine.
I could list the many reasons, however, you must accept, it is impossible for a person to be happy and content. One big reason is, the terms are too general, try to define these two words, and these words are ambiguous even in the simplest usages. Maybe my straw poll should ask,
"Are you satisfied?"
I suspect the sample would lie, they would say no, but I know they are satisfied, why? Because people who truly are not satisfied escape, run, or hide, people do not stay in unsatisfactory situations for long, they make an excuse and leave.
Maybe I should ask,
"Do you accept your life?"
Again, people are illogical, the refuse to accept their lives, and continually fight the good fight. Hmm, this is not correct, they do not fight the good fight, they fight a very stupid and ridiculous, to the level of idiocy fight. We are animals, we will just continue to bump up against the electrical fence, we are no better than cows, we do not learn from pain, we learn to avoid, but we do not learn to jump the fences of life.
Is Andy Graham of HoboTraveler.com happy and content?
The answer is always going to be yes, even when it is no. I learned a long time ago to hedge my bets, if I said no, I would be doomed, and it would self-prophesize my life, so I lie to myself. I tell myself I am happy and content, because it is the logical and adult strategy.
I accept my life on the terms given to me.
I change when I feel uncomfortable.
I enjoy a good conflict, and know I am just an "Endorphin Junkie." If I cannot get an endorphin rush from a great day, I will cause a problem, so I have something to do with my brain. I see people who are always busy as the chronic cases; they are endorphin junkies of the worst variety. They could not stop for a moment, they cannot pause, or they would explode with anxiety.
I think to myself,
"You are busy, because you agreed to try to do more than you can do."
This is illogical, why would you try to do more than you can do, this is impossible and does not lead to contentment. However, truthfully, you just wanted a reason to complain, I know that, and you know that, but you will continue to be a cow, and put your head up against that electrical fence, because you like the rush.
I truly hope this caused 99 percent of you mass confusion, because that would be normal. If 99 percent of us are just cows or animals, then how could a higher percent than one percent understand some rather simple logic?
Moreover, if and only if I was God, could I write perfect, so there is always going to be people who do not understand, the world is truly perfect, when you accept it was never meant to be perfect.
The term endorphin rush has been adopted in popular speech to refer to feelings of exhilaration brought on by pain, danger, or other forms of stress, supposedly due to the influence of endorphins. When a nerve impulse reaches the spinal cord, endorphins are released which prevent nerve cells from releasing more pain signals. Immediately after injury, endorphins allow animals to feel a sense of power and control over themselves that allows them to persist with activity for an extended time.
Merry Christmas but I am not Happy and Content
hhhhmmm so-o-o-ooo DEEP today eh? caused me to smile, better than asking about such cliche questions as "am I happy?" and "am I content?" is "Am I READY to DIE?" then everything else seems like trivial pursuits. "Do I want to be happy?" is more to the point and something to ponder upon. or "WHO am I?" is also a worthy issue to contemplate. "happy" like "love" or "friend" are words more often misused and part of a "con game" or betrayal than used to describe something eternal or solid enough to bet one's life on. A real endorphin rush is like the big "O" short lived but an enjoyable path to get there.
I often wonder why you have chosen a solitary lifestyle when you're witty, mentally capable energetic, worthy of respect, versatile enough and can afford both time wise and financially to share your endless ride around the earth with a dependable lovable companion. I KNOW the HIGHS and LOWS of being a lone traveler and of having a companion and a child. Anyway thanks for the exchange of "foods for thoughts".
Living with people is difficult for me, I think too much, ask too many questions and wear people down thinking until the get angry.
I am having better luck with women that do not speak English, there is less stress on their brains when I cannot say anything I think.
The biggest problem though is I am uncontrollable, I have almost no reactive bone in my body, except to smile. When a person tries to maneuver me, I only agree, if I agree. This truly is a problem in relationships.
Third world countries are better than modern ones, even though the women is controlling, she tends to be the man should be in control.
The the Visa problem, my lifestyle is easy for a Western person, to take a Ghana or Philippine girl with me is a huge commitment, I must marry.
I accept that I am alone most of the time, but the truth is, I talk with about 50-100 people per day. I sometimes amaze myself, but I am Indiana, I try my best to say hello to everyone.
Skype is a wonder, I have many long conversations with many friends, I am never alone. I on the other hand respect most of my friends and keep them out of my not-so-private journal.
I live in a house with people, but have my own living quarters upstairs and interact with them only when I come and go, I myself tried marriage when I was young, that was a disaster that ended in divorce, tried living with women and that did not work either. When one is dsyfunctional and may have a chemical imbalance there comes that stress point when you are in someone else's company almost 24/7 and one unkind word, one argument can ruin the relationship, done is done, apologies are great, but often don't mend things. I am talking about myself, no one else, as I am no expert in psychology or matters of the heart. As for travel, traveling around daily in most cases must be both exhilarating and stressful, especially if one is in a "new" place. For many years, in the region where I live, Central America, I drove and took a lot of risks, almost every day, for certain, do not know why, maybe it is my psychological makeup, at any rate, yesterday is yesterday, abscheid von gestern, manana es manana, I have only today and will make the best of it. Happy travels and Happy New year to you and all your readers. Don Lee, Ex Pat and Survivor, no mo, no less.