Happiness

"Art, science- you seem to have paid a fairly high price for your happiness" The Savage Pg 230
I'd like to start this blog by posting the lyrics to a song by one of the best bands ever: The Fray

Happiness: The Fray

Happiness was just outside my window
I thought it'd crash blowing eighty miles an hour
But happiness is a little more like knocking
On your door, you just let it in

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can't make it come or go
But you are gone, not for good but for now
And gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
'Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks

Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that's enough for now
But happiness has a violent roar

Happiness, it's like the old man told me
Look for it and you'll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day you'll wake up and she'll be home

Home, she'll be, she'll be, she'll be home
She'll be home, she'll be home, she'll be home
She will be home, she'll be home, she'll be home
She'll be home, she'll be

I can't exactly explain what situation those lyrics describe. I know it has something to do with the writer's grandfather finding new love at an old age in a nursing home, but for me the song has a very different meaning. That's the beauty of music is every person views it differently and interprets it in new and personal ways. This fact alone brings me happiness. I see beauty in chaos and in original and creative ideas. In fact I find it incredibly difficult to see any sort of beauty in anything uniform. For instance I absolutely detest our school uniform of a polo and khakis and can't wait to ritually burn a uniform shirt along with all my homework from senior year. But my point being is that I find happiness in diversity and chaos and religion and confusion sometimes even. I can not understand how anyone in this book who chose that kind of lifestyle could be happy, or how they would think that you would have to give up beauty and science and truth for happiness. I think it's correct to say that the truth doesn't always make someone happy, but i honestly don't believe the adage "ignorance is bliss". I believe that there is a joy in constantly questioning things and learning things. There is a joy in creating new things and having new ideas. And beyond a shadow of a doubt I believe that there is no way you can be happy without love and emotions. Even if those things cause pain I believe the happiness they bring far surpasses it. I truly believe it is better to have love and lost than to have never loved at all.