Reverse Engineering Contenment

In retrospect why did it take so long to find the bug in my thinking?

What did I expect was going to happen when all my desires and dreasm where met?

The genie pops out of the bottle and grants me the wish that all my other wishes that I would not regret coming true should come true. I'm in a blissful world were my every desire is granted, my every boredom entertained, my every suffering relieved. What would it be?

Peace and contentment!!

So if the greatest achievement is peace and contentment why do I strive for all-the-things instead of peace and contentment?

And how do we attain peace and contentment? There is no genie and there are an infinite number of sufferings, desires and boredoms. It is a hopeless task.

Yet unsatisfied those sufferings, desires and boredoms will be sure to destroy entirely our peace and contenment?

In the hall of mirrors amidst the confusions the answer seems to be quite like what 've read all along - just never made sense of.

As a child we probably had our moments of content, playing with a stone car in the dust, pretending to be an explorer in the woods. The reason is that we forgot to give what we were doing a name, forgot to judge it and proclaim it to the world, forgot to check whether it was cool or adult or fashionable or suited us or whether it was worth it, valuable or even whether we believed it would satisfy us. We broke all the rules because there were none and in the mud and in those endless days we occasionally came across the magical island of contentment. But returning it was never in the same place, the maps of contentment are always wrong because put it on a map and its stops being the island of contentment and becomes an ink stain on the minds page.

Yes the adult modern is world is completely wrong, that is the map that we have spent our lives drawing to find our way around. Everything we believe is probably true, but the islands of contentment are nowhere to be seen. This is the power of myth and fairy tale - if we don't see the enchantment of a often told story then maybe the contentment has gone to.

Reverse engineering i see that the adult they call Alva Gosson has completely missed the point. But better than the child he now knows how not to make the mistake!