Hrm, this gem was sitting next to the previous.
I just read a segment in a social psych book about the credibility actors get from the roles they play. For instance, an actor who portrays a doctor on TV may advertise for a drug.
This reminded me of a short-lived crush I had on Jodie Foster after watching the movie, "Contact." She played a beautiful, intelligent, and very rational scientists. I was drawn to her by her looks and passion about science and determination to promote it despite political obstacles.
I guess I knew, deep down, that she was merely acting the part, but I wanted her to be that person. I rationalized that if she could act the part she must at least be somewhat capable of performing such a role in the real world.
But this discussion is merely prelude for my main point, which is I want to believe! It feels damn good to feel strongly about something, perhaps doubly good if that something is somewhat irrational!
I want to believe in a lot of things. I want to believe people are generally good-natured. I want to believe I'll see world peace and en end to hunger. I want my ideals to become a reality enjoyed by all.
But most of all, I want to believe in my own personal happiness. Happiness isn't really something you work for, it isn't something you save up for. It's something you believe in.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Happy radio time
Today's blog post was dug up from some papers I must have written myself many years ago. Ado begone.
Turn on the radio. If you aren't happy, turn it up. I guarantee it, there's some happiness there, if only you look for it.
Techno sucks but it's got a beat. Tune into the beat. You don't hear the melody, you feel it.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that beliefs can be irrational. Happiness is irrational. Think about your last euphoria. You remember what you were doing; you know what made you happy. But does it make sense? Did getting that kiss from that special someone make you feel happy? Why? You've been kissed before. You'll probably move on. You were happy because you wanted to, world be damned.
Make now one of those times. I'm happy. I want to believe.
Turn on the radio. If you aren't happy, turn it up. I guarantee it, there's some happiness there, if only you look for it.
Techno sucks but it's got a beat. Tune into the beat. You don't hear the melody, you feel it.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that beliefs can be irrational. Happiness is irrational. Think about your last euphoria. You remember what you were doing; you know what made you happy. But does it make sense? Did getting that kiss from that special someone make you feel happy? Why? You've been kissed before. You'll probably move on. You were happy because you wanted to, world be damned.
Make now one of those times. I'm happy. I want to believe.
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