Fear is the greatest enemy of our happiness. Fear makes us decide hastily and take the wrong decisions. Fear is not a good friend. It's like a next door neighbor, who is repairing his apartment on Sunday afternoon when you would rather lie down and take a nap than listen to the sound of a boring-machine. Fear is forced on you and you have just no escape. At least so it seems.
What and When do we fear anyway?
We may fear for our life, heights, the world crisis, God… but are these the very fears that make the average person’s life miserable? No. Usually, spectacular fears make us unhappy. But those “non-theatrical” ones, like daily misunderstandings with your co-workers, fear of losing your job, not being able to pay the credit you took from the bank, and so on… These make us nervous, these make us feel unhappy all the time, although they may not let us know that they are causing it. And in the case, when we do know, what makes our life indeed miserable, even then we refuse to take a step towards something else, something new because we just FEAR. The past in certain, the present is too, but the present already gives us the opportunity. In this moment, I can still act. This very moment in which I didn’t act or acted in the same way as I did in the past is a dead moment. What is even more sad, that it was a wasted moment, which was wasted not toward moving to something better, but paddling in the same “froggery” we did before.
A lot of questions may occur. But what is there to do? You can not change your life from one day to another?! What about your family, what about the credit? The only way out is You! The only way out is yourself! Not the credit! Not the boss! Not the husband, children, society, work, love, hate, necessity, friendship, rain, or whatever God created.
You do know, that God didn’t create all the other things in universe to stop you or anybody else being what they truly are?! You do know that don’t you?! He didn’t create only you as a fact and all the other things in the universe just to bother you. Because that is how at this point looks like. They exist. For the fly that would like to taste from your melon slice, you are the bothering factor. You think wrongly of the fly!
We are very egoistic. We do think that the whole universe is around us and there are three categories of things, the first, the best category is to make us happy, the second is to make us feel bad and the third doesn’t interest us at all. Would that be it? That means that most of the existing things are in vain. That would only mean that at least 66 % of all things that surround you have no purpose at all. Well may be, but who decides what is really in vain and what is not? Or when is that decided? Even if you decide it, how would you do that? Because today, you may not need the red shirt, but could you be absolutely sure that you’ll never ever need it? Could it be destroyed? Why don’t you throw it away then? You have another opportunity to maybe use it in the future.
Who can say what the right thing is? The neighbor, your mom, boyfriend or the fortune-teller? Nobody, but you. You have to seek and find your answer. Let that be your answer, only yours, and take full responsibility for it.
How to find out, what the “real thing” is?
The only way to find out any answer is to ask the question. Start asking yourself questions. At first, you’ll ask irrelevant ones. But every answer will lead to another question. Dig. Dig in your own mind. This doesn’t happen by itself. Doesn’t happen automatically. You have to use that brain, God gave you and this purpose is not, to make your boss happy with it, but yourself. It is paradoxical, that although we think that the most part of the universe is actually in vain, we do use our entire knowledge to make other people’s life happier but don’t really use it to make ours “cool”. How does that come?!
All those studies at school, university or whatever…what do they teach you? Do they teach you how to think for yourself or they just teach you how you should work for somebody? You accumulate just to make it better for mankind? Now…that is what I would call a big bullshit. Mankind is better or is anybody happier because of Van Gogh? Most of us don’t even know who the hell Van Gogh was…and of course they are very far from being happy because of him. Was even he himself happy because he existed? What is talent for, if we can’t use it to make ourselves happy?! “The first part of our life make our parents miserable, the second our children”… and in between bosses, I may add....I read this somewhere… When do we live for ourselves?