Sat Mar 23, 2024 11:33 pm by globalturbo
“Happiness doesn't depend on any external conditions; it is governed by our mental attitude.” Dale Carnegie
I’ll begin instead from the middle of a thought…
The challenge is trying to figure out how to harness and develop the enthusiasm for an idea – a concept, and find a way to bring it to fruition.
Toronto is the fastest growing City in the world, with the most number of Boom Cranes than anywhere else – Dubai was, not that long ago, the king of expanding cities, but now – after the 2008 Housing Crash, the Sultan is unable to complete his many projects…
What is Toronto doing differently than any other City? Nothing – we have signed ourselves onto $800 million dollars of Debt, with another Billion in the works as we attempt to expand our Transit.
But often, it isn’t how much it costs – but rather, that we are aspiring, trying, moving towards achieving something – often at any cost… The cost is a by-product of our desire to simply achieve and to fulfill our notion of entitlement or ego… After all, there is great reward in saying, ‘I did that,’ or ‘I was responsible for that…’ Big is the man who feels boasted by pride and accomplishment… We all want credit for the good things, but shriek at any negative backlash that may happen.
Challenges are abound… And if we are to learn anything about the City Planners and Engineers of Toronto, there’s always room to grow upwards…
I’ve been inspired to write and have quickly come to the realization that I’ve been so long out of the game of creative writing that I no longer know where to start or how even to start.
The other day on the subway home, I was listening to two juniors from high school talking about their creative writing projects and the one commented that her teacher had criticized her on her lack of ability to tie-together her thoughts. It appeared to me that the young lady had very little support or encouragement from her teacher and even less guidance as to how to correct her failings. Instead, she was simply reminded on how terrible she was and discouraged to even try – despite it being mandatory.
From this, all joy was siphoned from something that, to her, an intimate expression of self. Instead, it was turned into something cheap and dirty – a grade…
From my vantage point, her only failings were her lack of experience and guidance… A gentle hand of encouragement and instructive lessons of successful methods to tie thoughts together would set her well on her way to being the next JK Rowling, Stephenie Meyer, or Canada’s own, Margaret Atwood… Instead, she’s more likely to simply walk away from it… And look back with biterness and disgust...
I’ve been there – often. It is for me a familiar dune in the desert of my abandon enthusiasm. I have thousands of pages of half started concepts. I’ve completed in all, 3 novellas and 5 short stories and several hundred blogs that are accessible still throughout the Internet under various appellations.
Back in 1997, I handed in several of my short stories to publishers. The editor of one Publishing House was so enthusiastic about my work that she encouraged me to submit more of my titles. However, at that time, their publishing company wasn’t accepting new submissions. The appraisal of my story was so encouraging and uplifting however, that it left me with a high. It was a true reply to my manuscript and not a generic letter either – as several others were. Though I had been turned down, I felt like I could do it – that I had talent and my hope was renewed…
But life often, as it does, consumes us – and nearly 20 years have passed without an attempt to revisit that world of becoming a ‘Published Author.’
So, I’ve been reading and researching… And sitting on my hands because I remain fearful of even attempting… The world seems to be filled with malice and judgment – and very little praise and upliftment.
The negative affect of the world is an all consuming flame that devours all hope and joy. The brakes have been pulled on innovation, all because we work for pay – our pursuits have little to do with happiness and joy, after all – we can’t buy food, shelter and antibiotics with happiness and joy…
There is then a very visible cost to the condition of the world – and how we interact within it… Corrupt Governments are symbols of our own moral and ethical corruption… Our reflection appears to us in the muddy waters of our lack of discernment. The shift moved us so far out of balance with ourselves that we’ve flipped the scales 180 degrees from our intended destination.
I was shocked to find the other night that the Galapagos Islands have been colonized by over 20 thousand Ecuadorian citizens… The fragile balance of nature that existed in that area for the last 200 years have been further crippled by the addition of human expansionism. Overpopulation within the boarders of Ecuador have pushed people to settle in the world's last known Natural Preserve of true Wilderness…
Then it struck me, the Latin American Nations are expanding at such a rapid rate that there is a resurgence in re-colonizing colonized territories… The Conquistador of Latindom throughout the Pan-American Territories… All of which is reflected in the Catholic’s Church’s move to elect a Latin American Pope to lead the charge… The taxation of Cyprian bank accounts is a minor blip in the world as much more devastating trends are being introduced – these are merely the first steps to reshaping the global landscape.
Therefore, I may agree with Dale Carnegie – it may be possible to find happiness – but I doubt it is possible at the point of a gun… The External, as well as the Internal are equal in all cases – the precedence is set by the immediacy of either condition.
I’ll begin instead from the middle of a thought…
The challenge is trying to figure out how to harness and develop the enthusiasm for an idea – a concept, and find a way to bring it to fruition.
Toronto is the fastest growing City in the world, with the most number of Boom Cranes than anywhere else – Dubai was, not that long ago, the king of expanding cities, but now – after the 2008 Housing Crash, the Sultan is unable to complete his many projects…
What is Toronto doing differently than any other City? Nothing – we have signed ourselves onto $800 million dollars of Debt, with another Billion in the works as we attempt to expand our Transit.
But often, it isn’t how much it costs – but rather, that we are aspiring, trying, moving towards achieving something – often at any cost… The cost is a by-product of our desire to simply achieve and to fulfill our notion of entitlement or ego… After all, there is great reward in saying, ‘I did that,’ or ‘I was responsible for that…’ Big is the man who feels boasted by pride and accomplishment… We all want credit for the good things, but shriek at any negative backlash that may happen.
Challenges are abound… And if we are to learn anything about the City Planners and Engineers of Toronto, there’s always room to grow upwards…
I’ve been inspired to write and have quickly come to the realization that I’ve been so long out of the game of creative writing that I no longer know where to start or how even to start.
The other day on the subway home, I was listening to two juniors from high school talking about their creative writing projects and the one commented that her teacher had criticized her on her lack of ability to tie-together her thoughts. It appeared to me that the young lady had very little support or encouragement from her teacher and even less guidance as to how to correct her failings. Instead, she was simply reminded on how terrible she was and discouraged to even try – despite it being mandatory.
From this, all joy was siphoned from something that, to her, an intimate expression of self. Instead, it was turned into something cheap and dirty – a grade…
From my vantage point, her only failings were her lack of experience and guidance… A gentle hand of encouragement and instructive lessons of successful methods to tie thoughts together would set her well on her way to being the next JK Rowling, Stephenie Meyer, or Canada’s own, Margaret Atwood… Instead, she’s more likely to simply walk away from it… And look back with biterness and disgust...
I’ve been there – often. It is for me a familiar dune in the desert of my abandon enthusiasm. I have thousands of pages of half started concepts. I’ve completed in all, 3 novellas and 5 short stories and several hundred blogs that are accessible still throughout the Internet under various appellations.
Back in 1997, I handed in several of my short stories to publishers. The editor of one Publishing House was so enthusiastic about my work that she encouraged me to submit more of my titles. However, at that time, their publishing company wasn’t accepting new submissions. The appraisal of my story was so encouraging and uplifting however, that it left me with a high. It was a true reply to my manuscript and not a generic letter either – as several others were. Though I had been turned down, I felt like I could do it – that I had talent and my hope was renewed…
But life often, as it does, consumes us – and nearly 20 years have passed without an attempt to revisit that world of becoming a ‘Published Author.’
So, I’ve been reading and researching… And sitting on my hands because I remain fearful of even attempting… The world seems to be filled with malice and judgment – and very little praise and upliftment.
The negative affect of the world is an all consuming flame that devours all hope and joy. The brakes have been pulled on innovation, all because we work for pay – our pursuits have little to do with happiness and joy, after all – we can’t buy food, shelter and antibiotics with happiness and joy…
There is then a very visible cost to the condition of the world – and how we interact within it… Corrupt Governments are symbols of our own moral and ethical corruption… Our reflection appears to us in the muddy waters of our lack of discernment. The shift moved us so far out of balance with ourselves that we’ve flipped the scales 180 degrees from our intended destination.
I was shocked to find the other night that the Galapagos Islands have been colonized by over 20 thousand Ecuadorian citizens… The fragile balance of nature that existed in that area for the last 200 years have been further crippled by the addition of human expansionism. Overpopulation within the boarders of Ecuador have pushed people to settle in the world's last known Natural Preserve of true Wilderness…
Then it struck me, the Latin American Nations are expanding at such a rapid rate that there is a resurgence in re-colonizing colonized territories… The Conquistador of Latindom throughout the Pan-American Territories… All of which is reflected in the Catholic’s Church’s move to elect a Latin American Pope to lead the charge… The taxation of Cyprian bank accounts is a minor blip in the world as much more devastating trends are being introduced – these are merely the first steps to reshaping the global landscape.
Therefore, I may agree with Dale Carnegie – it may be possible to find happiness – but I doubt it is possible at the point of a gun… The External, as well as the Internal are equal in all cases – the precedence is set by the immediacy of either condition.
