How do you feel? Are you happy? What do you base your happiness on? Is happiness just a feeling? Can feelings of happiness come from tangible things in life? What prevents happiness in your life? If we loose our tangible material emblems of success that we have acquired in life, do we then also loose our happiness? If so why? I say that we should not simply have happiness "in life but we should have happiness "for life itself, for the joy of living." We should all experience the joy of life, the joy of living life! So what’s preventing us from experiencing this happiness in life today? The writings of Mark Hamilton® and those found in the Neothink® library state, "The happiness of a man and woman is not based on sex or pleasure, but on self-esteem. Self-esteem acquired through honesty and productivity is the requisite for romantic love and all encompassing life celebrating pleasures." These (Life Celebrating Pleasures) are known in the Neothink®

A soul was born empty and as such, was alone on its long journey into creation. This soul was blind, and perceiving itself as without a body floated aimlessly into the solitude of the deep. And so it was, hoping to find hope and a meaning for an existence without embodiment. The darkness was forever, and its vastness great; and in all the space of time and movement for which this soul found itself floating, there was nothing and no one that could look upon this soul and describe to it what its appearance was. In solitude it motioned through the black universe waiting to feel the sensation of touch which would confirm its existence to itself in the absence of another. The thoughts of this solitary new born as it moved into existence were as follows: I am moving through the darkness. I can feel myself, but, where am I? I feel the black vast void and try to reach out to touch something.I can’t find my sense of touch, where am I? What am I? I have to ask myself… How did this happen? Where did I originate? What is this place? Why do I feel that I must see something that will teach me who I am, what I am, and where I am. The only thing

Why should a strong-arm government expect you to sacrifice your efforts, earnings and values to the non-producers and tricksters? Enslavement to the social good is not the solution to America’s problems. We must each step-up to the plate, produce for the pay we receive, and quit believing the world owes us. Begin to ask what we can do to help a neighbor, co-worker, or a child. Quit asking for help instead find solutions. Using our natural state of being, which is to solve problems, will make this country stronger. Passage of yet another bill will not solve our problem. We must quit asking what the government can do for us. What we do with our minds makes life better? Are we producing values with our minds? Are we continuously creating more man-made valuable products with our minds? Or do we want nature or government to automatically provide for us? We haven’t lived in nature for centuries and we have learned to produce and provide for our needs. Since man no longer lives in nature we are no longer saddled with environmental conditions that dictate what we do. We can live inside and enjoy the great man-made home already created for us. We can also choose to create additional values for the benefit of self and others. We don’t need government

From the age of 10 he dreamed of becoming a self-made millionaire. He loved to spend hours tearing down engines and putting them back together again. He knew someday he would create the fastest car on the race track, and that a beautiful lady would sit in the stands, on the edge of her seat, waiting for him to cross the finish line. The race would be over, he would be the winner and they would passionately embrace, tell each other how much they love each other and look forward to the next time they would embrace at the end of the day. He was now the driver and he would race-off to join his expert mechanics to determine how they could shave-off a few seconds in the upcoming race. She would hurry home to their precious baby girl. They were a handsome and intelligent couple, and they couldn’t wait to spend time together, later that evening, enjoying a delicious celebration feast, made by her, while she swelled with pride and love for her man. She jointly prepared, in her mind, the next article for “Racer’s Edge” magazine (her pride and joy publication). Dinner time was drawing near, the scent of her feast filled the air, and his family would be waiting patiently for their hero to arrive. Life is