to walk a thousand miles

The roads are long and connected, they weave and sometimes, they're straight. Some roads are wide, and some are narrow, some are paved, and some are not.

Its all like a road isn't it? Each and everyone of us, and how we are all, connected. Some better then others, some not very well at all. We are all like roads, providing a service to the world.Some better then others, some not at all. A mile on the road, is like a year forgone, the moments of time rushes past, without stopping, before knowing it, it is gone.

The reluctant pursuit. That chase. So simple in desire, and yet, almost impossible to acheive.That one simple word that Thomas Jefferson uses twice in the Declaration of Independence.

Happiness

"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness."

So simple a word, Happiness, befitting of a document as regal as such?

The Pursuit of Happiness, isn't a mere movie, or a mere line in the Declaration. It charts our life. And it defines our inner most desires; To be happy.

Happiness? In Jefferson's ideals, were to be free, to be able to apply the unalienable rights of Life, and Liberty, and to Pursue. To Pursue.

To pursue what? Happiness.

Walking on our road of life makes us pursuants, to this grace so elusive and unimaginably mystical. To walk on this road for a thousand miles, is like counting a thousand stars. Each mile, as brilliant as the last.

At the end of the road, what will our answer be? Did we succeed in attaining Happiness? Or is the pursuit still on?

My life is a chasing game. As much as yours is.

Death, again, is merely eternal rest, in an immortal's arms. Run the race, and fight the good fight.