“The true prescription for happiness is a prescription.”
Like a lot of seekers, The Chemical Buddha started on his path in search of happiness. And over the course of his life he was often asked by other his thoughts on the prescription for happiness. In order to appear helpful, he would ask questions about what the pilgrim had already tried to achieve happiness in his or her life. Then he would either recommend something they didn’t say or he would suggest whatever it was he had last taken. Sometimes he would offer to sell them whatever he still had on him. Even if it was a roach, a half tab of acid or a beer can with a little bit of luke warm backwash. No one could accuse TCB of not being thoughtful (and greedy).
How do you make yourself happy?
How might you make other people/things responsible for your happiness?
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