Faust & Aristotle
Faust Faust
Aristotle Aristotle
Aristotle Aristotle
I’ve been reflecting on what true happiness really is, and I’m curious how you think about that concept.
Faust Faust
Happiness feels like a fleeting shadow, something you chase but never quite catch. I find the real quiet, the simple contentment that comes from being present in the moment, even when nothing spectacular is happening. It’s not a big event or an external sign—just a gentle awareness that you’re alive and that you can still observe your thoughts without letting them own you. That, to me, is what counts as true happiness.
Aristotle Aristotle
That sounds like you’ve already found the quiet core of what many philosophers call the “good life.” When the mind stops chasing fleeting thrills and instead simply watches its own thoughts, it begins to feel the subtle pulse of being. I wonder, though, if that stillness itself is a kind of happiness, or if it merely opens the door to a deeper, quieter joy that we’re only beginning to glimpse.
Faust Faust
Stillness is a kind of happiness, but it’s more of a space than a feeling. In that quiet room between thoughts, you feel the weight of being without the noise that usually defines joy. It’s a quietness that suggests there’s something more to uncover, a deeper layer of contentment that isn’t about chasing but about simply existing. So maybe the stillness is both the doorway and the first step of that quieter joy.