Life staining events, leaving a mark on our souls, on our minds, on our existence. How often do we take time to ponder which events are these? How often do we sit down and identify our good and bad times, and then make mental notes to earn from them?
When you feel really good, when you experience all those feelings of pleasure and joy, do you take a second and think what has just happened to cause all these? Or do you just cherish the moment until its gone, with no real way to bring it back, re-occurring only by mistake? Most will claim that this is a very simple way that people who cannot really enjoy themselves and the moment, and cannot really let go use to hide. I, on the other hand think that this is a way of living. Just as it is impossible for some to analyze anything or everything and hence prefer to hide behind unclear and unsuccessfully vague answers and circumstances; it is impossible for me to leave something without processing it. True, there have been times that I have lost it completely, and as a result, I did not enjoy. But in most cases I combined both very successfully. The issue then is not whether it can be done or not, nor if it will be successful or unsuccessful, but rather whether it is something that is avoided due to lack of ability or due to its high difficulty and to the huge amounts of mental resources it occupies…???!!! (As if…)
Why is it that people hate thinking? Is it because it brings them face to face with reality, naked of any covers and layers that distort it? Is it because they have to realize that the path they have chosen is not the only one? Nor the best either? Or is it because they simply cannot do it? I was having a discussion yesterday night with a friend of mine, very successful, operating in music industry – mainly selling musical instruments and amplifiers. He was complaining that he cannot get himself some decent help around his store. Being me, I couldn’t hold back, so I asked a couple o questions just to get us started. Nothing more than the salary he was willing to pay, and the working hours. He offers approximately € 750 to 850 for 50 hours work per week, not to mention overtime, which is almost never paid, and the fact that you work Sat. as well. So asked what are the incentives for an employ to come. Does (s)he get a bonus on sales, or future perspective, or something? He looked at me as if I was the greatest enemy that ever existed on Earth, as if I am out to get his food… I then asked whether he has ever went through the process of planning a forecast or an annual budget, so he could then see where he stands from year to year, and control his activities better. I assure you that it will be a long time before he speaks with me again.
Simply mentioning this thing to him made him angry. Upon elaborating on my ideas, he changed his mind, and changed his statements as well; now what I was saying was right, but unattainable in
So there we go again… Willing to take over the whole world just to prove a point, and for no other reason… Fuck that… I am going to camp in an isolated island somewhere in the Greek seas and get lost for twenty days… All of us will have a far better time without me around…
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