I CAN'T GET NO SATISFACTION

This is more than a song by the Rolling Stones. It is a far too graphic description of too many moments in life. Not trying to be totally negative here, but honestly how many times can you say you were totally satisfied with something in life?

Or am the only person in the world who doesn’t have a perfect job, perfect marriage and everything else in my life lingers in the domain of sucking way too often. Sound familiar? Well then by all means feel in you have plenty of company.

Okay if we truly examine this thing called life we can say one of several things. We don’t know how long we are going to life. We also don’t have any guarantees that we will get what we want or that what will do get will work correctly. In short perfect is not the word that genuinely describes life is it?

So if that be the case then shouldn’t one tailor’s one’s expectations accordingly? I mean simply that we should be prepared to know when we eat out or buy anything or have relationship that it may not be perfect. In fact it won’t be.

You see the one thing I have observed is the people that no matter what just can enjoy anything. They go on vacations only to complain about crowds and costs. It makes you wonder why they even bother doesn’t it?

What I’m striving here for is to toss out the idea that perhaps the best course of action is to RELAX. Basically find the good and joy in what you have and can do.

Believe me that is simple advice, just not the kind too many people seem to want to accept. They may know it is true, but you could never tell it by their behavior.

And so while the bible thumpers sit around with gloomy faces whining about sin and thinking they’ll be happy when they get to heaven when they can’t enjoy life here I say, “stop kidding yourself!” The same goes for the conservatives and liberals who think they can never be truly happy as long as the other spectrum of thinking survives.

All of which to me says that extremists are pains in the butt and never will be happy. But why should that keep the rest of us from smiling.

I see this as a titanic warfare and clash between those who want to smile and those who don’t know how. I want to start a revolution of curled lips where we stop this foolishness of not giving ourselves a break and thinking only bad news and sadness are the way to life.

Come on folks, be a little daring. Have the raw courage to be compassionate and caring, but be able to enjoy it. Or if you can’t then don’t care what the misery merchants will think, say forget it, I’m not doing this crap anymore.

Then reach for whatever tingles your ego and senses, kick back and know when the burned out, stress choke saps are all dead from heart attacks you’ll still be around and ready to enjoy tomorrow. Cheers, peace and happiness to one and all.