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Not saying it's like this, but I'll tell it anyway.
In a town I spent a good portion of my youth in were two folk we would all see quite often.
One was an older man that would walk around talking and mumbling to himself--always angry talk--while throwing his hands up in despair or karate chopping some imagined and hated obstacle.
The other was a rather obese 20-something who would literally skip down the streets singing, laughing, and clapping his hands with pure joy.
They were both utterly consistent.
Even at my young age, I decided, should it ever come to that: I wanna be the skippy, happy guy.
reply to post by tanda7
Me I think i might have discovered the humor underpinning the absurdity of life, which sustains me in an entirely optimistic and even a mirthful outlook in the face of the most grave circumstances and the "vicissitudes" and trials and tribulations of life.
Because of this, I can be helpful to others in sharing their sorrows and burdens and helping to lighten their load, because I have no problem with how ridiculous and absurd I am and have been, as well.
Eternal optimism is, imho, the only rational and reasonable position to take, no matter how unreasonably reasonable it may be.
I think it's funny too how the cynic calls himself a "realist", but is really just another part of the problem and not the solution, yet completely blind to that truth. The only problem with that type of person is that they generally cannot be persuaded to recognize the humor and the irony of their own worldview in the light of what is possible.
My I'm interested in the hand that's capable of wiping away the tears from our eyes, until we weep with laughter and hilarity at our prior ignorance and absurdity including that of the "world" at large.