Well I guess its time to come clean. I really don’t believe what I’ve written. I wanted to play devil’s advocate in order to demonstrate the way in which a religious teaching initiating with a conscious source, begins to lose the quality of its esoteric meaning. It’s goal rather then the development of human being, gradually changes to its justification.
Happiness is an emotion relating to earthly experience. As I am, I like or dislike something so can become happy or unhappy with it. It is an expression of unconscious subjective emotional dualism.
The purpose of a conscious teaching is the change of being itself. I tried to show how I understand it in the “Acornology” thread. Happiness is an expression of the husk of the acorn or our personality. It is right for our personality. The kernel, in contrast, develops from conscious impartial experience.
However, if a person begins to think that he is more than just the drives of this personality yet it is this personality that lives his life for him, then, instead of trying to become happy, the motive is to become real. It is not to create an artificial reality for the sake of happiness but instead to experience reality in order to know themselves and: The question of “What makes me happy?” shifts to “Who am I?”. At first glance they would seem to be naturally related but perhaps they’ve become separated.
I was hoping to create something very unpleasant about “happiness” in the context of this thread. I ws hopne tht happiness would begin to feel inadequate as a goal of human being.
Buddhism gives the impression of concern about the quality of ones inner life. It is a way of achieving an inner balance not for the sake of happiness but inner balance leading in a direction Buddha never spoke of, understanding quite rightly I believe that it could not be understood and would only be argued about creating all sorts or theories and experts that would destroy the essence of the teaching. The teaching is experiential. The more one experiences, the more some of the deeper questions become clear. But the point is that life itself, not selective life motivated by happiness, must be put into the perspective of human “being”.
This idea of selective attachment appears logical to our personality. If there is no meaning to life other than what our personality is capable of it, then it would make sense. In fact it makes so much sense I guarantee that in the not so distant future some bon fide"expert" will write a book praising selective attachment and instantly attracting followers.
This idea of selective attachment, the foolishness of which becomes easy to see in Buddhism, has actually become quite common in Christendom. Its goal has largely become making people happy through the right sort of cultural life. Become attached to this or that cause and somehow one becomes Christian. But attachment is not the issue. Christianity is freedom from attachment which is why the world hates it since the world functions by guided attachment.
It is not so difficult to sense how this idea of selective attachment and adding happiness into the Eightfold Path cheapens the essence of the teaching but we’ve become so accustomed to it, we no longer can see how this idea of “happiness” emphasized through its secularization, equally destroys the essence of Christianity leaving at the surface nothing but Christendom.
There is nothing wrong with happiness. If a human being acquires the urge to seek meaning he must go beyond happiness as an expression of earthly life. Happiness doesn’t supply meaning but offers a subjective emotional reaction to an experience.
Is the meaning of the pearl of great price the realization of something beyond the happiness of our personalities?
Is there a quality of existence that is possible for me that I could become aware of that would warrant sacrificing, at least temporarily, my piece of mind in order to acquire?
Can this be indicative of anything more than an illusion that is bound to grow stale? Is it possible it could result in being even more than I imagine?
As Jalal al-Din Rumi once said, “There is counterfeit gold because real gold exists.”
I wonder: is there real emotional gold beyond the fool’s gold or this pearl of great worth that justifies selling your pearls? Is it psychologically worth the gamble to be open enough to find out or is it better just to stick with good scotch and the ever growing enchantments of technology to keep you happy?