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The Pursuit of Happiness

What makes you happy?

I realized that it's not the money, it's not the sex, it's not the worldly possessions that I can/may/might/will/should have. It's the people around me and my relationship with them that makes me happy.

Of course money can allow me to buy things that will make my life more enjoyable, more comfortable, and more "full". The sex can bring me orgasmic natural highs which nothing else can substitute. The worldly possessions will bring me the status symbols and tangible things that other I can take comfort in.

However, unless I have friends, family, and neighbors that are affected and blessed by the blessings that I'm graced with, I'll continue living an empty life. No matter how much money, sex, and worldly possessions I have: as long as I don't have meaningful relationships with people around me, I have nothing.

Being among people I love and care about is that which really makes me happy. Everything else is secondary.

That's what makes me happy.

How about you?

CHill...

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  1. Money can't make us happy. But it affects everything that makes us happy.

    For instance... time. If a person has a lot of money, he wouldn't have to spend so much of his time working. He can choose to spend all of his time to his family. But if a person doesn't have money, he has no choice but to work... even if it means doing the job he hates.

    O well, I could be wrong.

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  2. Thanks for dropping a line!

    I think the point I was making was, that you really didn't need anything else but meaningful relationships with people around you and a relationship with your [insert diety here]; that money was just something you earn, then use -- that it's never about the money (or yourself for that matter), but it was about how you affect other people's lives: with or without money.

    At any rate, I think we all think differently, and that there are different things that make each and every one of us happy. I just tried articulating what made me happy. :)

    So if money affects everything that makes you happy, then what are those things that make you happy?

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