"What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?"
So I was sitting here, trying to focus on all these articles that I have to learn perfectly by the day after tomorrow and, as usual, I got lost in a thousand thoughts that have absolutely nothing to do with law, rules or anything even remotely related to those. I was thinking about spring, spring...happiness...HAPPINESS. All of my favourite bands sing about pain, pain and misery seem to belong to intelligent people. Philosophers. Philosophers who worry about a way to be less unhappy in order to live a pretty decent life that won't be based on a continuum of complaints, lack of will power, self-abusing and no confidence at all. All those people were miserable, or pretended to be miserable or ended their lives at some party while drinking themselves to death and cutting and sewing their own wrists, till there was no blood left in them. No essence. No life. Smart people have the brains, thinking, thinking, thinking. Everything revolves around a small circles of obsessions that people way wiser than I am have talked about so much that they had to write books called "Nausea" or write never ending symphonies just to get rid of them. To be free. To taste the incommensurable pleasure of breathing without trying to pictures the possible negative consequences that come with it. Thinking and worrying and pondering and not even relaxing when sleeping. Lies covered in dreams.
I'm a no one and I'm a no one who claims that being happy comes with being intelligent. Cleverness and awareness, knowing that there's an end and the end is closer and closer everyday and therefore why not being happy about breathing, smelling, touching, seeing, reading, watching, making love, eating, drinking, listening, speaking. LIVING. Taste every moment, don't.let.your.life.slide.through.your.fingers. If you can. Or if you can't, just intoxicate yourself with it, and never have enough of it. And please, be kind to yourself.