We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
where does it say(or *who says*)
the the "Plan of Creation" is for Man(and Womyn)
to be Perpetually Unhappy?
it's a bit like going into to business for yourself.
sure,you talk to the people who have failed.
but you don't build your business plan on the one
they struggled and failed with.
i've decided to be happier...
to that end,i've made up a new list of acoustic tunes i'm gonna learn and get good(better) at singing:
Everybody's Tryin' To Be My Baby - Carl Perkins/Beatles
Be Here to Love Me - Nora Jones
How I Wanted To - Richard Thompson
Ol '55 - Tom Waits
She Belongs to Me - Bob Dylan
You Ain't Goin' Nowhere - Bob Dylan
Memphis in the Meantime - John Hiatt
Ain't No Sunshine - Al Green
Take Me to the River - Al Green
I Can See Clearly Now - Johnny Nash
Watching the Detectives - Elvis Costello
Favorite Mistake - Cheryl Crow
Torn and Frayed - Rolling Stones
Lady Jane - Rolling Stones
Loving Cup - Rolling Stones
Angie - Rolling Stones
Waiting on a Friend - Rolling Stones
Memory Motel - Rolling Stones
Hand of Fate - Rolling Stones
Moonlight Mile - Rolling Stones
Think Twice Before You Go - Van Morrison
Wild Night - Van Morrison
Bright Lights/Big City - Van Morrison
Moondance - Van Morrison
Hit the Road Jack - Ray Charles
Think It Over - Steve Earle
Mystery Train - Elvis
so what are you gonna do to be happier?
is it a toss up between Freud and Machiavelli?
so i'm running down who actually wrote it ,
and i come across this...
As kids we made up our own lyrics for this one as well:
"I can see clearly now , her clothes are gone..." You can take it from there.
Hey, it was 6th grade.
Anyway, this is a tune
that just seems to invite that sort of thing.
To try again (first post swallowed up by dying computer):
Happiness may not have been in the blueprint of Creation, and it certainly isn't in our own sinful natures, but that's what Jesus was for. I've quoted earlier here his proclamation that "I am come that ye might have life and have it abundantly..." Yes, he cares more that we be holy than that we be happy, but he certainly didn't want us shackled by despair, either. In fighting my own depression, I remind myself how Satan delights in the diminishing of GOd's creatures, how gleefully he watches us losing faith and hope. Whereas the New Testament reminds us that GOd is light, and in him there is no darkness at all. At Christmas we celebrate the birth of our saviour, our redeemer. He didn't come all that way, go to all those lengths for us to trudge despondently into eternity. He wants us to live fully, sometimes even happily, with him here and now, not just in heaven.
Poor Freud. Mired in the realistic and compasionate observation of human foibles and weaknesses, as dour as one of my Scots ancestors, so disgustingly accurate about our horrible animal ways. Boy, did he ever need a redeemer! Like all supremely intelligent creatures who cannot fathom a loving, omnipotent God, there is something so pathetic about him. Like Jefferson earnestly collecting the stories and sayings of Jesus, minus the miracles. What's the point of it, if we are the supreme beings in the universe? Thank God for being God, and that we are not it.