"Oh dream up a hot day, oh dream and be full"

"Everyone is struggling to attain happiness and avoid misfortune. From the commonplace affairs of individuals to the great events that shape the course of history, each is at root an expression of the human aspiration for ever greater happiness. How, then, does happiness arise?"

or even simpler:
"Everyone is struggling to attain happiness."

Why?
This is something that had been in my head for a while.
From this I have come to the following questions/conclusions:
1.Why is happiness a struggle?
2. We as human beings are all standing in the same unfortunate circumstance.

1.
Life is an up hill battle because the world we live in in completely backwards of our natural state of being. If things were in their natural order, would we be happy all the time. No I don't think so. But I think happiness would be much easier to attain.

It would be like hiking on a hilly path, instead of trying to climb mount Everest.

2.
If this desire is something common of all people. What happened?
Our instincts tell us to be happy, and seek joy. But our world seems to only be dragging us down.
Something is very wrong with this situation.
As humans we have a natural instinct for survival. So lets say you are standing on a sinking ship.
a. If we had no instinct for survival, we wouldn't mind just going down and drowning. It wouldn't mean anything. It would be like sitting through tv commercials, just watching something pass us by.
b. But we are made with a built in instinct that says "You're about to DIE! DO SOMETHING!" So we get up, swim away, even possibly drown other people for the sake of our own self preservation.

Similar to the instinct to survive we also have instincts for joy and love. Yet we live in a would where, if you try to pursue that, it seems like the world is against you.


anyway, just some thoughts.


Come let's be gentle, be soft in my arms
There's moonstorms been brewing and braying in the barns
Your mother is sleeping, I'll play my guitar
The twilight is keeping us close to the stars

Here's where the stories live, here with the peace
Oh the kindly ol' night wrapped warm in her fleece
Oh dream up a hot day, oh dream and be full
Of Orion, his bow, the plough and the bull

Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling

Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling

Go trust in their strength for these are your friends
And pledge in them now for their luck knows no end
The bull looks a meanie but he's on your side
And he pulls the plough which comes and divides

Put space in the heavens, Einstein's idea
And he's your friend too, so nothing to fear
Orion'll help there, his darts find the dark
And all you need do is watch for his mark

Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling

Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling

The suns and the moons and the galaxies far
Were cast from his bow before they were stars
Oh and the gap in-between them is nothing to us
Our eyes cut the distance as loving eyes must
From me unto you, son, from dust unto dust

Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling

Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling