All this thinking about "what is life" and "where are we going" and "what are we supposed to do" is giving me a headache.

I want to engage in doing stuff, get out there and read, write, meet, discuss, fall in love, create art, destroy stuff, you know.. whatever... move around.. flow.

There is a subtle, but not strict, contradiction in the "pursuit of happiness"

Ultimately, the most rational pursuit would be the "pursuit of happiness"n

unfortunately, we are not wired precisely that way, such that the "pursuit of happiness" becomes an objective that your body rebels against.

Also, when you are constantly doing self-programming, like I am doing, everything seems so much like a test and less like an experience. Whatever traits you express now feel like they are only temporary and therefore you don't take what happens with the same stickiness/seriousness as you normally would.

okay, I think I need to put Authentic Happiness the book aside for a lil' while. It's kind of hypnotizing.

I need to look at self-programming at an even higher meta level.