Oh boo hoo. Your happiness is not a measure of how accurate information is. Do you really think that if something makes you happy it is right, and if it makes you unhappy it is wrong? Since when is the universe obligated to keeping you happy?
Ha...ha....ha....you are certainly one of the more entertaining people I have had occasion to have a discussion with! (next to Angellous, of course, who takes the cake).:biglaugh:
Uh...did anyone suggest wrong or right as components of happiness?
Did anyone suggest that the universe was so obliged?
I will say this, however: the universe itself is Pure Absolute Joy and Celebration, and YOU are 100% contained within it. But if your vision does not allow you to see it for what it is, you cannot participate in it. You will only be able to see it as an object apart from yourself through the filters of Time, Space, and Causation, all of which are perpetrated and perpetuated by Logic, Reason, and Analysis, which will lead you on and on and on to nowhere, to labor under the false idea that the universe is neither conscious, intelligent, nor alive.
So while the universe is in no way obliged to provide you with happiness, it is yours unconditionally and totally. See. Most people do not understand how this can be, that such a fabulous gift can be so freely given. They think there must be a catch; a price that must be paid; suffering that must be endured; worthiness that must be achieved, facts that must be gathered and analyzed; knowledge that must be learned, etc. But if the universe is Absolute Joy as I have suggested, then it follows that it is giving itself to you and I, out of that perfect sense of Joy. In fact, the giving is so perfect and unconditional, that the gift has already been given apriori, before your appearance on this planet. We fail to realize that, and so set about to seek it in religion, science, metaphysics, etc., when we are already in full possession of it!
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Douglas Traherne Harding
When I was born I had no head
My eye was single and my body was filled with light
And the light that I was, was the light that I saw by
And the light that I saw by, was the light that I was
And many's the time that I've passed by the river
And saw no tollman and needed no ferryman to cross
And I enjoyed the world aright
For the sea itself floweth
And warm I was and crowned.
But one day walking by the river
I met a tollman with an angry face
And many's the time I passed through his tollgate
And paid no silver and paid no fee
But rather I did hide my sheep and goats under the bags of oatmeal
And cold I was, no crown did I wear
But if you're walking down the street
Why don't you look down to the basement
And sitting very quietly there is a man who has no head
His eye is single and his whole body also is filled with light
And the streets are his and all the people
And even the temples and the whole world
And many's the time he walks to the river
And seeing the ferryman and seeing the tollman
The light within him leaps to greet them
For he sees that their faces are none but his own
One light, light that is one though the lamps be many
You never enjoy the world aright
Till the sea itself floweth
In your veins and you are clothed
With the heavens and crowned with the stars.
Incredible String Band; Wee Tam and the Big Huge