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Somehow, not even what should be a great event cannot be a real great one without something "sucky" to happen. Sunday, 16th May, night: rock night with AC/DC, a great night for Romanian rockers! The concert has really met the expectations and everybody could have stayed the whole night as long as there would have been beer and rock. At the end of the show though, as I was going on my way out of Piata Constitutiei along with the river of people, my wallet got stolen.
Of course, that's something usual in Bucharest. I could bet that everybody who moved into the big capital of Romania has had something stolen at a moment in time. But that's not the point here. I have written this down just to get to the bottom of the problem, which is: MONEY! Why was my wallet stolen? Because somebody needed the money. The beautiful, the excellent, the smelling, the rotten, the tainted MONEY! What do we need money for? In an era of consumption, we all need money firstly to live, to ensure ourselves a decent life, and after that, as means to acquire, to fulfill our wishes (a car, a book, an ice cream, each with it's own desire). The bad part is that we never stop wanting. We always want more! We always come up with more and more wishes, more desires, more needs which MUST be fulfilled. Even if we have achieved what we desired at a certain point of our lives, we will still want far beyond that last wish.
Hypothesis: X wants a house. Conclusion: X has to work hard to buy a house. Demonstration: X starts working 12 hours a day, involves himself in different projects that earn him visibility and more and more people can see how X is so devoted and works so hard for the good of the company. Of course, X is working only for himself, in order to get a raise, or to put aside some of the paycheck and to buy a damn house. And finally, after a lot of struggle and no social life anymore, X is able to convince the bank to give him a loan and yes, he buys a house. I wish I could say here Quod Erat Demonstrandum (Q.E.D.), but sadly, that's not the end of the story. No, because X will not stop here: once he has the house he wanted, X will want to make it the most beautiful house anybody ever had(= more Money), and after that, X will marry and will want a bigger house(= even more Money), and his wife will want the most beautiful house anybody ever had(= more, more, more Money), and so on and so on... So the hypothesis will multiply itself forever...
And...let's stop for a second at that moment when X is working really hard in order to get a raise or a promotion. From 9 'til 9, almost every day, working his ass off, crushing his brains in a desperate search for ideas for his project or whatever he's working on, trying to impress everybody with his devotion, dedication and hard and smart (H&S) work, X will expect to get promoted or a salary increase far sooner than he will actually get it. And when he finally will (in case he's not already fed up with the hard work, which, btw, he realizes it's in vain, and would want to change his job), the "flavor" of the received reward or recognition and the joy that it should bring will be almost bitter. Raise = due to the "economical crisis", it will be equivalent to almost NOTHING; Promotion = more responsibilities, NO MONEY, more work, NO MONEY, more headaches, NO MONEY, more extra hours, NO MONEY, more more more, NO MONEY!
Everything revolves around money and money revolve around everything...
How can we break the circle? Simply...wanting less...
Enjoy being free with less desires, less wishes, less MORE...

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Thanks for the comment, I, very inspiring! Because I want to continue from your point of view, I can say further: when you go with that flow (which was always one of my best friends during this life so far), you become really keen of this feeling: you start to feel like a leaf in the wind, like a car driven by others, or like (as you so poetically described :P) a "floater" in the toilet sink, and yes, the worst part of it is that it doesn't even bother you anymore. Somewhere along the way, you want to fight it, and you decide suddenly (like all lazy students do when they say that "tomorrow I'm gonna start learning something for my exam") that "Tomorrow I'm gonna do something with my life. I'm gonna plan a set of action which will guide me in my desired direction. Yes! This is what I'm gonna do: I'm gonna search the net for a real job, I'm gonna make new friends, I'm gonna read more...etc etc." and you plan, and you plan, and you keep on planing. And you're almost feeling happy about this planing and these decisions and you're really looking forward for the application of them in the real life, but then, just as suddenly as before... "Shit! I gotta pay the rent tomorrow!!!" And this is how everything is thrown out on the window and blown away in the wind.
This need for financial security has swallowed up all our courageous actions, has made us refuse the fulfillment of all our long-desired dreams and instead, filled us up with fear: fear of tomorrow, fear of trying, fear of releasing all our thoughts and honesty, even fear of believing in one's principles and standing up for them. All we can do is to gather penny by penny and to hope that one day we will be able to buy one wish. And now I'm wondering what happened with that bohemian soul of each of us... It was snatched, stolen, and devoured by the one and only: SYSTEM! :)) Why am I going back again to this word, one could ask? Simple: because, as I said previously, system= society, society= people, people= every me and every you (yeah, yeah, like that Placebo song...). I hope you've got the picture: the real "character" which holds the blame is the EGO of each individual.
This way of life in which each and one of us allow our self to live in, the relationships we are creating with each other, the mountains of depression which we gather in our souls, the boredom of each usual-work-home-day, the longing for the old days in which we were in high school or at University, without responsibilities and headaches, the longing for freedom will only lead to unhappiness.
Homework: will you dare?...

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How un-cool is that? I am making an english blog now but with a romanian title! More than that, I used a romanian word that doesn't even exist in romanian. I feel now like a little devil (already that messenger smiley appears somewhere inside my brain) - well, at least here I allow myself to feel this way and to do things like that. And guess what will follow next: I'm NOT going to explain it! HA!
I know everybody will figure out the meaning along the way anyways (we all heard about Google Translate, right?!)...

This is a blog in which I will complain. This is a blog in which I will bitch about things. This is a blog in which I will show my resentment. This is a blog in which I will say whatever goes through my head. This is a blog which will say:"fuck you!". This is a blog in which no "nice, goody-goody" stuff will colour the lines. This is a blog in which every single individual that has ever been annoyed, stressed out, frustrated, crazy, mad, pissed off, sad, unaccomplished, wronged, mentally injured, blinded by the stupidity around him, terrified by the long hours filled with the emptiness of unmeaningfull work, numbed in his "comfy" chair, crushed under the long speeches in which one says NOTHING, and, my personal favorite, "brainwashed", will be able to find himself.

I have worked now for 2 years and 2 months in a corporation and am currently working for 1 year and 9 months in another one and in all those years I have found myself plenty of times asking myself the same question: "But, Why?", and I have never found a good answer... Asking myself "why should I do this or that?" or "why should I behave like this or like that?" or "why should I say this or that?", takes me to that good old "Why?Why?Why?"- Analysis, and this is how I end-up to the cause of all distresses: it's because of the SYSTEM!!! But then I went even deeper and deeper and thought: but who is creating this so called "System", and the answer fired back at me: PEOPLE! People like you and me, society. Have you ever noticed that if anything goes bad, we always blame it on others? It's always either "the system", or the "society", or the "aliens" that are watching us from outerspace. But it's never us! Well... I came here to complain about the fact that I am to blame! I am to blame for everything screwed up in this world! I am to blame for everything that does not suits my purposes, my goals, my desires! And I complain about the fact that I am to blame for letting myself being the carrier of the blame! :D

HA! I laugh with a mefistofelian smile within me, but even this smile is sorrow...