Genius in the perception of Schopenhauer as “Monstrum per excessum” – The Art of Being Happy – In the end we shall enjoy the Journey as Souls

I remember the Time when i’ve read The Art of Being Happy, written by the great german philosopher, Arthur Schopenhauer and his whole concept about Life is quite different than the perspective of the normal society, the rules about desires, hopes that every human thinks that they were born with them, as a plan attached somehow to the human minds, to achieve everything, and in the same time, that illusory term, named as “everything” should be fullfilled, when actually the Destiny comes and strikes and shows up that he’s in charge with everything that we own, or we think we own before we come inside this spectrum, named Life … And so … i’ve start to think …

Is this so, as, any man, in general, has almost the same reason to become pessimistic as Schopenhauer? Or maybe it’s just an illusoric game inside the matrix …

If it does not, however, the cause must be sought precisely in the mental mediocrity that persists even nowadays in our society, the insensibility and the almost tribal/animalic patience, which in turn constitute the desolate portrait of the largest part of the world, even today in our society.

Maybe always, this World will stay on the same sketches of some master plans, that are changeble only inside the human minds, without knowing that it is that dual game, the both sides of the coin game, that will always follow the same strategy and while the society has the attention on the visible side of it, the other one prepares the next sketch, which actually is based upon the same old structure … and it will remain the same phrase ” always the same grounds/spectrums ( maybe altered depending on the times/futuristic evolvements) but different persons as matrix protagonists” even if i feel like the opposite way might function as well “always different grounds but same old persons/souls/protagonists” of an old theatre show …

Maybe, after all, what will remain will be something like in this photo i’ve took to an old middle-eastern sculptured table …

Something like footprints in the sand, or signs carved in wood by every soul who has the higher status of “traveller/passenger” through this adventure/journey, named Life 🙂

Maybe, we should be all happy, filled with Acceptance for what our Great Architect had given to us as Gifts.

Have a Blessed Time wherever you are steemians.

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