31 July 2008
30 July 2008
Happiness (II)
I am just sitting, enjoying the sun light shining on my skin. It’s holiday time; relaxing. Doing nothing. Letting it happen, like Pepe Carvalho in his researches. Feels like happiness, but I guess it’s only laziness. I can only feel happy when I manage to unite my emotions with my thinking; only when rationality is not fighting against feelings. This is not easy to achieve for me, as I don’t know what I feel, and when I do I also know I should better have other feelings. Happiness is a hard business. There are two practices that bring me close to happiness, that allow my feelings to be one with my logics; those are sex, and music. When I play, and if I play good, then all the rules that I learned and I need fade; a direct channel is opened for the magic inside to go out. It is not irrational, as my rational part is awake and watching the process, and rules are still set and followed. But emotions are there, and are not ruled out. It is not irrational, as there are rules to follow. But rules are created at that very moment. Everything looks so intense. Happiness.
Martin Misunderstood:
This short novel by Karin Slaughter I got for FREE! at the book store when I bought my summer books. It’s the best book I have read during my holidays so far. It’s a mixture of thriller, romance, sex, humor, boredom and geniality. I recommend it to everyone who wants to smile a bit.
Martin is just misunderstood. Whatever he does, whatever he says, people get their own interpretation; and this gets towards embarrassing, frustrating, tragic, comic and thrilling events. The plot is based in a toilet cleaning product factory. Just wonderful to imagine what kind of stories have happened around your Cillit Bang!
28 July 2008
23 July 2008
Happiness
Several friends of mine, in different and independent conversations, stated that the origin of happiness is relative: we see other less happy, less successful, poorer, less fit, having smaller cars and uglier houses, and we feel happy. I must admit that I enjoy when the Dutch football team loses; but that’s as far as I can go with this form of happiness, competitive happiness I would say. Competitive happiness is the counterpart of envy. We look around us and we start counting the amount of people that envy us; if we feel that number is large, we feel happy. But I don’t feel happy when I walk in a hospital. I am not happy when I see war in Middle East. I am not happy to see malformed children. I don’t enjoy conversation with people dumber than I. I like when people prove me wrong – which rarely occurs, by the way – and when everybody is satisfied at a banquet. I like when everybody’s dancing and enjoying. During sex, I like it best when we both enjoy. My happiness is therefore much less competitive than my friends would believe.
21 July 2008
I kissed your mouth, and back
What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
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