Happiness and Heaven

A lot of people tend to think of Heaven and Hell as places that are diagnosed to a being based on their actions. Good actions and good intention take you on the path to heaven. Bad actions and bad intention take you on the path to hell. However, how are we to actually know where we're supposed to go if there is not an "official" person to tell us where we're going. So, I guess that the real question is how to define heaven (which by the way I link directly to happiness).

Firstly, I'll have to define happiness. Once, in philosophy, I remember having heard my professor telling us (based off a text of course) that those who feel guilt, know that they are not doing something right in the first place. And because of that guilt, they'll never feel true happiness. I think that that is entirely true. I think truth is complete happiness. I don't mean attaining the complete knowledge blah blah blah that Plato talks about. I'm talking about the kind of basic truth that we learn when we're younger: do not lie. For example, if one is lying to a friend about a secret or to their parents about what they're doing, then can we really feel fully happy if we are indirectly disappointing those people? Regardless of the amount of pleasure or conceived happiness that we believe we are feeling, at the end of the day...we are lying and at the end of day...we will reflect back and realize that what we are doing will in one way or another hurt somebody/something. And, that = unhappiness. If we don't lie, whether it is to others or to ourselves, I think it is possible to attain true happiness. Deciding whether not to lie or to lie, believe it or not, does not happen in heaven. It happens right on this earth. It happens when we're alive.

Moving on...in my belief, heaven is simply a state of mind. It is merely the way one feels about themselves. There is no one in this world that has the job of diagnosing people heaven or hell. Thus, we must leave it to ourselves (and maybe even our own intuition) to decide where we're going. Judging oneself is the only way we can attain our own states of heaven. Relieving ourselves of guilt leads us on our way to happiness. Therefore, heaven does not give us happiness. It is not a consequence of what we do on this earth. Happiness or unhappiness is the consequence of what we do on this earth. Happiness gives us heaven. Heaven does not give us happiness. 

So, I've come up with the theory that heaven is not a place that we go to get the happiness we deserve. It is, instead, a place that we go to based off the amount of happiness we create for ourselves in this world. In my opinion, we build our own heaven and hells without even realizing it...what we make of this world and what we make of every day yields our future. Be happy, is my conclusion.

"There's not a day where I don't remember May
Or the atmosphere's feel when you knew we'd have to walk away
But I will wait until the feather has lost its rays"

Batman

Unusually enough, I felt oddly inspired by the latest Batman movie. I re-watched the two films before it and then watched the final one, and I realized that there was one main message that the movie seemed to convey: It's not always about the malicious things you've done or about the secrets that you tend to keep, it's more about the good things that you have done that define you. Several times during the movies, people questioned who he was and whether the world would truly appreciate Batman if he did not reveal his face. Is it a question of who you are? Or is a question of what you do? And the only answer that solves that question is: "They know exactly who he is. He is the Batman" (commissioner Gordon). I think that as corny and cheesy as that may be, it sends a strong...no...intense new vision about how to forgive and how to look at things in an entirely new light.

I guess, that the only way that I can truly explain it is by using another movie reference. In the Vow, the main girl discovered that her mom had been cheated on by her dad. Unable to understand how she could forgive him, her mom simply answered by saying (well...along the lines of): "I chose to forgive him for everything he had done right as opposed to the one thing he had done wrong." And, although in some ways it may be completely unhealthy to think that way, what I have learned from the Batman and from the Vow is that it is much easier, much less energy consuming and much better for yourself to leave the analytics behind. The details should not matter that much. We should look at things as a whole and weigh out the pro's and con's of a situation. I think that if the pro's outweigh the con's...then happiness is bound to come out of forgiving due to those odds.

The good defines you. The bad does not. Regardless of whether or not your mask will always hide your alter ego, the good that you perform with the mask on should always be enough.

Completeness

I honestly owe this calm and amazing summer to these three girls. And now 2/4 of us are leaving. 

Stability or Surprise

I really couldn't say which one I'd like more: surprise or stability. I guess to a certain extent, stability seems so endearing. I mean, who wouldn't want to feel safe and secure? I guess, from my perspective, repetitiveness tends to be incredibly relieving. There is literally nothing to throw you off balance or take your emotions on a trip over the tides of the ocean. You just know what to expect. And in the mean time, you know that you don't have to worry about your environment or the future; you can literally just concentrate on the present and now. Stability allows you to make room for yourself...it lets you develop your personality and gives you enough space to test different versions of it. Suddenly, all that is finite about stability becomes an infinite amount of relaxation; a means of comfort. If we're not looking for comfort throughout our lives...if we're not looking for something that allows us to take a break from the hectic nature of ourselves, then what else are we looking for?

But, I guess that at the same time, the human brain is only excited and is only truly alert when slammed with a dose of adrenaline. A challenge is what a surprise poses and if anyone truly knows me, then they know that I can get a bit competitive sometimes. Because of that, surprises have a certain allure to me. They have the aura of uncertainty and to not know what comes next ignites some fear--but the good kind of fear--the kind that I honestly believe every person should experience. I think that imbalance and a complete 360 degree turn in one's stability can cause one to either doubt oneself for the better and for the worse. The good kind of doubt is what makes surprises so incredibly worth-living. 

Thus, here is my problem. 

50 Cent ft. Lupe Fiasco - Through the Window [HD]

What these next three months are going to be composed of

• Dancing
• Late night movies
• The river
• Buttercup Bake Shop
• Building stoops
• North Moore between Hudson and Greenwich
• Blue christmas lights
• Writing poems
• Writing lyrics
• Cuddling with my madre and padre
• License
• Atlantis
• Getting dark
• Snuba Diving
• Meeting family
• Singing...a lot
• Missing people

I don't believe in independence

I guess I'll still use the word independent every now and then. However, I've recently decided that I really don't believe in independence. See, independence kind of insinuates that the person who attains that characteristic is separate from everyone and everything around he/she. I really believe that the only way that one can really become "distinct" from a crowd is from, ironically enough, observing and living within a crowd of people. I can honestly say that I'm about to go into my fourth year of high school and every year I feel as though I've grown little by little in synchronization with the people around me. My friends, teachers and parents have guided me and helped me in ways that are incomprehensibly strengthening. It would be a lie to say that I have built my character by myself because maybe, 2/3 or maybe all of who I am is honestly due to them.

So, dependency to a certain extent is independence.
I don't like that word.

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Mat Kearney - City of Black and White (A tribute to Lisbon)