The Happiness Morphine
They say "Reality is a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs"......
Reality is life's most obnoxious residue that precipitates through the seams of the daily grind. But this organic matter gives life its myriad properties that seem incomprehensible, incorrigible, frustrating and alluring at various points of time.
I choose drugs when life gets lifeless, when mundane becomes routine, when hope turns hopeless and when people become just faces. A prick triggers a painful lull, a juice embraces the blood savagely, swelling the veins with a chaotic euphoria and exploding the brain with a confetti of colors. Divinity had never been so vivid, so real, so divine. These moments are so definitive that my cappilaries crave for more verve, more life, for more definition. Drugs have become a way of every life on this god's 'greyish' green earth. Our names might be as myriad as their chemical properties; morphine, cocaine, meth, lithium or deadliest of 'em all "happiness".
This juice is so deadly that its chemical composition is virtually unknown, it can be prepared in-vitro, in-vivo,in desperation, at leisures, in almost any physical, pyschological and emotional experimental conditions. It alters the normal course of reality and surreality. In small traces and exceedingly large quantities happiness has capricious effects, it is sometimes alleviating, balmy and even comfortable but precipitates dicey by products- hope and want. It is ubiquitous and so commonplace, that every life wants it, every soul hopes for it, addiction makes it the life of every soul. Hence, rises the obvious catechism - is this drug Good or Bad? And that gives rise to the a subject of various subjective frames of reference. Almost 99 percent the the human population would believe happiness is good. The rest of the 1 percent make up the morphine nubmed, needle-'happy',cynical,skeptical, pessimistic, masochistic beings whose happiness has been substituted by fancy chemical compounds. All drugs are virtually inocuous, lethal is their addiction. That is what makes happiness the most lethal and unpredictable of them all. Its addiction vomits large quantities of greed, greed numbs rationality, reasoning is amputated, propriety is murdered, judiciousness becomes absurdity. Is it thus, good to be happy, good to want to be happy, good to expect to be happy? The answer should probably be a definite yes, but that breeds the essence question, what do I do to be happy? And this 'what' is what makes happiness a morphine.......
Reality is life's most obnoxious residue that precipitates through the seams of the daily grind. But this organic matter gives life its myriad properties that seem incomprehensible, incorrigible, frustrating and alluring at various points of time.
I choose drugs when life gets lifeless, when mundane becomes routine, when hope turns hopeless and when people become just faces. A prick triggers a painful lull, a juice embraces the blood savagely, swelling the veins with a chaotic euphoria and exploding the brain with a confetti of colors. Divinity had never been so vivid, so real, so divine. These moments are so definitive that my cappilaries crave for more verve, more life, for more definition. Drugs have become a way of every life on this god's 'greyish' green earth. Our names might be as myriad as their chemical properties; morphine, cocaine, meth, lithium or deadliest of 'em all "happiness".
This juice is so deadly that its chemical composition is virtually unknown, it can be prepared in-vitro, in-vivo,in desperation, at leisures, in almost any physical, pyschological and emotional experimental conditions. It alters the normal course of reality and surreality. In small traces and exceedingly large quantities happiness has capricious effects, it is sometimes alleviating, balmy and even comfortable but precipitates dicey by products- hope and want. It is ubiquitous and so commonplace, that every life wants it, every soul hopes for it, addiction makes it the life of every soul. Hence, rises the obvious catechism - is this drug Good or Bad? And that gives rise to the a subject of various subjective frames of reference. Almost 99 percent the the human population would believe happiness is good. The rest of the 1 percent make up the morphine nubmed, needle-'happy',cynical,skeptical, pessimistic, masochistic beings whose happiness has been substituted by fancy chemical compounds. All drugs are virtually inocuous, lethal is their addiction. That is what makes happiness the most lethal and unpredictable of them all. Its addiction vomits large quantities of greed, greed numbs rationality, reasoning is amputated, propriety is murdered, judiciousness becomes absurdity. Is it thus, good to be happy, good to want to be happy, good to expect to be happy? The answer should probably be a definite yes, but that breeds the essence question, what do I do to be happy? And this 'what' is what makes happiness a morphine.......
posted by Badri at 10:21 AM
3 Comments:
Again wonderful stuff... never know how u do it, but its really gr8..!!
Happiness i something of an addiction & totally infectious if i may say so.. if i am happy so r ppl surrounding me. According to me its good as it throws away stress & worries but its bad coz then as u said it brings out feelings like want and unsatisfaction.
All in all a very beautiful write up which only u could put up .. :)
Wow!!!!!! The Happiness Morphine!! Very interesting and very true. Just that it is very difficult to get addicted to this drug as we tend to grab the so called reality's hand for survival.
And definitely any suggestions on what to do to get this drug and how to take it......???.....:)
that was AMAZING...all your work is... you are a totally different person in your writing than you are in person...
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