I’ve heard it said that there is never just one thing that can make us happy.
I respectively agree and disagree in both cases.
There is one thing and it is nothing—the vibrant emptiness.
As for the somethings in our lives, the fact that joy is transitory doesn’t mean it isn’t really joy. The same is true for despair I think—because it is transitory doesn’t mean there is really no despair.
What’s the point? I humbly offer that which is transitory is the gold mine in our lives, but the richness in our lives is actually nothing.
Happy New Year!