we
make a tentative claim: to know happiness must be in its totality less we know intermittent joys which are too fleeting to capture; also, we argue pain is static, whereas,
felicity is mutable.
I
needn’t search for pain, it is wide ranged, available, necessarily. pain is
inherent, as a living property, but not in itself an entity. pain is dependable
in the sense something might trigger its arrival, but it is independent in
relation to its invisibility, as in, pain might activate itself without a
primary, understandable root cause. in this sense, pain is unlike happiness,
where felicity, even if mental, always prompts from a given source.
we
argue pain was secondary. as we realize, infants are first joyous. as they
grow, they meet this feeling. it separates ideas, it reaffirms distinction,
where we prefer one state of atmosphere more than the other. happiness is temporary,
while something else is made perceivable, the state of neither happiness nor
pain (this is arguably a natural, normal, state of mental presence). to be
alert, concentrated with nothing moving inside, rather the person is in motion,
completing tasks, until properties of pain or felicity begin to pour in.
happiness is an observation, as it acts within where emotion is captured:
happiness does not act upon us, it is an operation from inside, as it arises
where a psychologist would identify certain active neurotransmitters. something
has to identify happiness, where pain is either present or absent, but we do
not need to identify it to know its presence. if fortunate, we shift from one
to the other to that space of present inactivity.
what
is their science while one is in a state of consciousness where it shifts to
something heavy, acting upon the eyes, or bursts of happiness while crying? or
more specific, what does it mean to feel such pain while tearing up where it
turns to unstable laughter? this is a gray question. it speaks to something off
course. or it states that a person is suffering an imbalance, or is it
something normal, but so irregular, we will not tolerate it? it brings to mind
the psychotic break, while something is in there, where a person is, otherwise,
considered normal. such gut-wrenching wretchedness, or, otherwise, devotional
prayer, or, otherwise, something we assign to yoga. most studying, meditative
people have experienced something to these descriptions. we do not label them.
often, we applaud their dedication, where tears are cleansings necessary to
make it through existence. but in assertion I say, we know pain, while we experience
happiness.
