my Eudaimonia quest

"Happiness is not a state but an activity. "

-- Aristotle Nicomachean Ethics

I was born to a very conservative family, neither parents were well educated, but both could read and write, (and as a side note, my father loved playing The New York Times crossword puzzle.) My father was a well decorated military man, a honorable Patriot, which I meticulously and somewhat painfully learned was not totally an inherited trait, nor necessarily by the nature of my DNA, but through the theological methodology of a biblically conforming nurturing. (Nature versus nurture) However, for me it is the questioning nature of philosophy for which I seek an understand into my own ethos which enables me to see it as paralleling the Socratic Paradox. My father's way to know himself was to seek solace and justification for his sins through the written word of God, which for his implicit bias was the King James version of The Bible.

My mother on the other hand was a long suffering and often demeaned for her obstinate adherence to her German/Irish Christian values and nurturing ideology that differed in orthodoxly of that of my father's uniquely American struct New Testament bible interpretation. My mother was a much more stoic in manor than my father could ever understand and she was a much better peace maker in this respect, but she did have a flash point that was inherited from her parents, and one that I can see makes me prone to rage, and outspokenness. A trait which when exposed, makes people fearful of me.

Why am I not as happy today as I should be? I will let you be the judge as to why, but I will let the dead rest in peace knowing that I did not seek to become infamous, yet it's understandable why I'm not as famous as I would like to be!