Pursuit of Happiness

My title does not refer to the Will Smith movie, which evidently has a spelling mistake quite a number of people fail to realise.

Instead, I refer it to my expanding sub-section of this blog related to motivation. Because I feel that I lack it, and instead of just moping around wishing things would get better, I blog about it. (which apparently may or may not be the same thing)

In one way or another, we usually do things for self-benefit. But these things in mind are just general things, simple life processes and others that encompass menial tasks and nothing that holds long lasting effects.

On the other hand, things that actually allow one to improve oneself are usually unnecessary. Extra. By the way. Would you like fries with that? Something around those lines, pretty much.

And with that in mind, looking at another extreme end of the spectrum lies things that are both unnecessary to accomplish and have unnecessary effects on one's being. Considering that they would be more are more posts regarding this issue of "Motivation", it would be a good idea to start from extreme cases.

Something like learning to swim in the deep end of a swimming pool as compared to the shallow end.
Something like sometimes it's best to learn to run in order to learn to walk.
Which both make no sense anyway.

Do take a mental note that whatever I post, will always have some weird sense of sense in the end. Even if it would be nonsense, it would still be sensible sense. Why?
Because I can. I can make anything and everything seem relevant given the proper lighting, angles and colours. With my reasoning that is.

Anyhow, back to the pursuit of happiness.

It is in this neverending escapade of ours that entails us to keep going after: (here's the bomb)
Things that give us fun. Things that make us happy.

Wow, genius, so damn innovative.
We keep going after things that are fun and happy, ohh right, such a great insight as compared to what? Going after things that hurt us? Going after things that give us pain?

Unless you tend to show sadistic, or even worse masochistic, qualities, and also unless you tend to have certain fetishes I do not intend to get into, then NO, we do not want pain.

(the above two paragraphs belong to a severe case of stray thoughts)

I feel pretty sure that this specific phenomena occurs to a lot of us, us being those in my generation. Not really adults, not really kids. Not so much teens anymore that is. And this aforementioned phenomena relates to our hedonistic behaviour. Addiction to fun.

For me, alot of days go by and at the end of them, I realise I achieved pretty much nothing. Zero sum game. What have I been doing with my time? Burning it away, trying to latch on this fun-train. Do you think this happens to you?

Now while this sounds all doomy and gloomy, it certain cases, it may prove to be a blessing instead of a curse. Choosing which fun-train we chase dictates the direction and channeling of our time. Therefore, choose a fun-train that benefits you.

Which is what I am trying to do.

At first, it may seem impossible and pointless to do so. But even with a little willpower, certain things our of sight and definitely out of mind tend to materialise.

I dropped certain activities that have been absorbing the vast majority of time for other activities that in the end, only absorbed a tiny bit of my time. The process of diverting out time into other activities seemed more tedious and hard.

But hey, writing this blog post itself is a living testament that I am slowly but surely succeeding. Because I beleive that this activity would hold far more benefits in the long run as compared to what I normally do.

And taking me as an example, inductively, anyone and everyone can do the same.
Unless you are a super-achiever who has more hobbies than the number of fingers and toes combined and/or multiplied, it may occur to you that your life could be more.

That your life could have more lighting. More angles. More colours.

And this I am able to do with my thoughts, and hence publish long-winded posts that hold tiny bits of actual information.

And in the case of this post, the actual information is:
Your life sucks, get a new one.

Introduction - Motivation

Pretty sure most of everyone agrees with me on this:
We tend to focus more on what we lack, what we do not have; particularly what we desire and do not have.

But yeah, I mean it is common sense to act that way. You and I both long for things that are not there. Keyword: long, hence denoting a distance between a person and the thing he/she desires. And when we do get what we want, this "distance" disappears. Consequently, we short for the things we have. Wow, I just coined something new. Short; as a verb.

And alas, I have begun my rampant habit of bush beating. Beating everything except the bush that is.

Here's a small space to reflect and collect my thoughts once again.

* Space *

That's a nice space.

Anyhow, I would never allow spam that is totally unrelated to run around freely and de-beautify my pristine blog. That context in mind, let us relate the title and the initial paragraphs before the space.

1. Motivation
2. To long for something that is not there. Anti-shorting.
   

And to help you along, here's a mini guide!
Reimbursement of Kindergarden Memories!

1. Will you buy me a red t-shirt?
2. Will you buy me a blue t-shirt?

Compounding the above two sentences;
Will you buy me a red t-shirt and a blue t-shirt?

Hence, compounding the summary of my opening portion of this post;
I long for motivation, because I do not have it.

On second thought, the relation between the above examples is paper thin. Not just your average 80gsm foolscap paper thin, thin in this context refers to "Made in China" paper, thinner than Kleenex tissue paper. What I mean is that, my point is really vague. But in another sense, that is my point. My point is that I am vague.

But I digress.

I am vague because:
I have no drive.
I have no ambition.
I lack willpower.
I long for motivation.

(and to think that I would be able to write straight-to-the-point posts, look at the amount of text above the main content of this post)

You may argue and say that for a person without motivation, I have done this, that or the other great thing in my minuscule life. "Great" thing.

On the contrary however, I feel that everything I have done surmounts to an absolute zero.
What I have not done, I could have done.
What I have done, could have been better.
What could have been done better, would still not be the best.
What has been done at it's best, I have not done.

(and the never-ending circle goes on and on)

I sure as hell think that it is fair to say that that that that (error occurred: too many that's)
In my opinion, I believe that a lot of us live happily in ignorance. Blissful.

Because they do not know what they want. They do not have something to long for. People are generally contented with what they have presently.

I on the other hand long for things, want things that I do not have. I have goals and dreams to fulfill.

And it is in this desire to complete my self-assigned tasks that I need the motivation for.
Motivation which I lack.

It clearly sucks to be me, because there are things that I want and cannot achieve.
Looking through a shop's glass panel admiring toys that I could never have.
Looking at rich people eat buffet breakfasts, hoping for a over-filled stomach I could never have.
Looking at certain magazines, longing for *ahem* that I could never have.
(*ahem* denotes digital cameras, what were you thinking!)


I just took a long break from writing this blog collecting my thoughts and reflecting about other things.

And hence I can no longer continue, making this, yet alas, another introduction.

Random Ramblings I

Peculiar title. Peculiar blog. Peculiar person typing away anyway.

Having being (I think those two words are wrong) rather preoccupied, or rather very lazy, writing or composing these large splurges of text was definitely the last thing on my mind. Even further behind putting peanuts up my nose.

So henceforth (I think this is wrong too), I decide to start a new procedure in this blog, aka the weird title you have already read, "Random Ramblings".

Because I try to keep things too organised, it somehow glares back at me, the incompetence and severity of my stupidity. Or the lack of them. That being said, what I'm doing arranging this blog is sorta like bashing in my own eyes to give that permanent eyeliner effect.

Oooh goodness, the post's falling to pieces. Already i began two paragraphs with very vague openings (make that 3 if "Oooh" doesnt float your boat) and to top it off, my own analogies puzzle me. And it's suppose to give you insight to how I am yet it puzzles me. Ouch.

But when you're faced off with incompetence and stupidity, there would only be one thing to do. Set another rule that allows incompetence and stupidity!

Wow genius, then what about keeping the blog highly organised and catering to the poor unsuspecting minds of lesser beings (excluding myself)?

Doesn't matter. Because I run this blog. Because I said, wait thought, so.
Becase everything I do is correct in my own very eyes.

And thus, "Random Ramblings" is born whereby format may be given a few slack-off's here and there as well as no requirement of proof-reading. Perfect excuse for writing really crappy posts after having not writing or even considering writing for vast periods of time.

If you enjoy "Random Ramblings", you, dear sir, are most likely an airhead because everything I type here doesnt really matter at all.
But did anything I say in any other post matter to begin with?