Things often frustrate for no immediately obvious reason, but things also delight for completely unexpected reasons. When either of these things happen, the mystery of everything becomes clear: everything is a mystery, and it is supposed to be that way. It's what makes life enjoyable.
Happiness and contentment are noble goals, and should be achieved by all in a fair and good world, but this life is neither of those things. It is a tempestuous haven of majesty and horror, and pain is a crucial part of that. But after the pain, joy can be seen as better than ever with or without happiness and contentment. And without joy pain serves no purpose, which means that, while pain is crucial, joy is necessary. Joy is life.
All this, while a fairly evident truth in my opinion, does not mean happiness and contentment are needed to enjoy life. All you need is to accept that things are mysterious and always will be, and find a reason to convey that mystery into love. Of anything. Love your chick/dude. Love your car. Love your luscious 5-string bass. Love your time spent reading. Love your family no matter what!
And above all, love your fellow man, because one day he might have your life in his hands.
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