Dora's Journal - Don't Hate Me Because I'm Happy

It's been ringing loud and clear in many threads of late that reality is concrete, it is what it is, and it's unalterable by the power of thought or belief.

If all of this is true, then where is the harm in any person choosing - I dare to say it - happiness?

Why are some of us so disturbed by others' whole-hearted, whole-minded pursuit of happiness?

Was this not one of the self-evident truths our forefathers immortalized in our national Constitution?

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. --That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.

My pursuit of happiness is all about me and my desires, hopes, dreams. Should it be any other way? This is My Life, and I Am My Best Influence. I am not Mother Theresa, the Dalai Lama, or Princess Di. I have my own potential to fulfill, and my calling is different from their calling and it is different from yours, but it is mine and it is just.

I have a huge body of hopes and dreams. I can't make them happen all at once, and I can't be certain that I can make them happen at all, but I can damn well track the herd of my hopes through the terrain of my life, day after day after day. My darkest, most miserable, tear-stained times have been when I have turned my back on this quest and I will not turn away again.

And please, don't you ever forget that it is my Constitutionally validated, self-evident right to follow, chase, hunt, capture, and consume happiness. I choose to exercise that right with every breath.

So put away your pee sticks and stand up squatters: you're pissing into the wind, and getting nobody but yourselves wet.

I am happy, I will not be deterred, and I am not alone.