March, 2010

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‘Fictional’ Essay or Speech “Money CAN buy happiness.”

Sunday, March 21st, 2010

Hey again. Another piece of fiction for you, I just have to say that this is not the way I think of the situation I just tried to “become” a young extremely successful entrepreneur with a slightly philosophic side.

This is basically a rich guy arguing for and against living for the sake of making and spending money.

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’Money can’t buy happiness’ the saying goes. I beg to differ. Money can indeed make you happy, although momentarily. However is there any other kind of happiness? The joy of a lover’s gentle touch disappears slowly along with the lover. The joy of helping somebody, the joy of being saved, it all fades with time. Well at least in my experience.

I find it funny when people act like their way of pursuing happiness is somehow superior to mine. I like money. I like things. Calling me shallow and materialistic… dude, what the hell? In the end we’re pursuing the exact same thing. Happiness. Just because you help out some people along the way somehow makes your way better? No. The main goal is still your own contentment, your own happiness, your own wellbeing. Although, admittedly on more of a mental than a physical level.

In your own jolly way, you’re as selfish as me. Why do you help people? Because it makes you feel all giddy inside right? I mean come on. Is there anyone that can honestly say that they thought about their life situation logically and then went to work as a doctor in Africa? Like it or not by donating a tiny fraction of my fortune I can help more than you can in a lifetime down there working for your life.

And because donating to charities has become more or less a necessity for more successful entrepreneurs I have probably already helped more unfortunate Africans out than you will ever be able to. Anyway what I’m trying to say is, whatever you do to pursue happiness, you’re still pursuing your own happiness no? Then why am I so different? And don’t give me that copy and paste speech about morals and ethics, think something up for yourself.
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Not trying to offend successful entrepreneurs with this. Hell I’d like to become one. Also I’ve been kind of busy so I wrote this in a spare 20 minutes, so don’t hate me if you find a few grammatical errors or flaws in the “fictional essay” itself or if it’s just plain bad. Anyway, what do you do in your quest for happiness? And also why is/isn’t money the way to go if you’re after happiness? Let me know what you think in a comment.

Take care and stay creative.

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I was going to get published, but then I got interested in something else…

Tuesday, March 16th, 2010

First off I just have to say that I went and bought a small notebook to write down my ideas in, 2 small notebooks actually, but one was for  japanese studies, and I have yet to use either. I think it is probably because I’m so busy that i don’t have the time to think of ideas. Just kidding, it is because I have no social life, so when I’m in front of my computer I don’t really see the point of going out of my way and taking out a notebook and writing slower and uglier than I will by just getting it down in a openoffice document.

So I was trying half assedly to write a story of publishable quality, I think I wrote for 2 hours, and then suddenly I developed a new interest. An interest that continued to consume the struggling remains of my social life, and devoured any desire I had to write the short story and get it published. I “rediscovered” youtube. The whole “youtube community” thing. With the comedians and the directors etc. And suddenly I felt like I had to make videos of my own, mainly because I suffer from delusions such as believing I’m charming and charismatic and of course hilarious. I will continue writing, but perhaps I will start writing short movie manuscripts instead? At least I want to try that out. Let’s see  how it goes. I always have ideas so that’s not really a problem, maybe it’s because I have a big head.

To this day I’m never really sure whether people are laughing at me or with me. Probably with me, most of the time anyway. And when they actually do laugh at me, I probably messed up so I will be laughing at myself, and then they’re laughing with me so I win?

What a weird post. I feel like deleting it but I won’t.

Take care, and keep on doing whatever you do as a creative outlet. If you can draw then I hate you. And don’t give me that “anyone can learn” bs, I couldn’t draw a proper line with my life on the line. Even though if my life was on the line my hands would probably shake out of nervousness, yeah… let’s just pretend that made sense somehow. I’ve seen other people say stuff like that as if it makes sense! Anyway I don’t really hate you if you can draw, just jealous.

Sincerely(hoping this blog post isn’t the worst post ever),

Ragnar

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