took a sip of my tea and decided to write this. not gonna go into a lot of details but whatever doesn’t kill me. i’m here “right here, right now”. “right here, right now”. “right here, right now”. getting bored? surprised? you shouldn’t be. you weren’t sitting in a training room with 20 other lost souls being lectured by a self righteous perfect goody two shoes who turned off the lights and opened his laptop to show us the illegally downloaded and being played offline video he got from youtube that goes like:
imagine there was a bank
(smooth moving pictures of banks)
this bank credits your account everyday
with the exact amount of $86,400
(big ass $86,400)
knowing that whatever you don’t spend from that account
the bank takes it away
what would you do?
(dum dum duuum heartbeat kind of music)
you would withdraw
every last cent
(i’ll let you imagine what you should be seeing from what the guy is saying)
there is such a bank that each of us has
it is called time
(not what you should be hearing though: playing in the bank ground is new age bullshit music that starts to peek)
we are blessed by 86,400 seconds
and whatever we don’t spend of these seconds
every second wasted
is money lost
you need to invest every second of every day
and bla bla bla to always be right here… right now…
(A WOMAN SCREAMING, THE SOUND AND THE BIGASS FONT ON LOOP:
If you are wondering about that value of a year
ask a student who failed a subject
if you are wondering about the value of a month
ask a mother who gave birth to a deformed CHILD
if you are wondering about the value of a week
ask the editor of a weekly newspaper
if you are wondering about the value of an hour
(I was actually wondering about a DAY, fuckface)
ask a person who has missed the train
bla bla bla minute
bla bla bla second bla bla bla person who evaded a car accident
(I’m guessing the one who didn’t is dead in your dicktionary, eh dickface?)
if you are wondering about the value of a millisecond
ask the person who won the silver medal in a race
(i.e came in second place)
(background with video of super fit black chicks running for their lives at some olympics or sumthing and finishing vertually at the same time)
what would you do?
yesterday is history
tomorrow is a mystery
but today is a gift
(duh, cliche like fuck)
(PRESENT, pipes up the self proclaimed always in the spotlight knowitall)
(a 1000 and 1 pigs snorting in my head)
lights back on. people looked around smiling, stunned, intrigued, didn’t know what to think.
they haven’t heard about conditioning before but whatever doesn’t kill them…
the man talked, all agreed, the man talked some more, all smiled
and he moved of with the lecture
I have a question
is there anyone in this room that didn’t like this video?
he said: excellent question! (he repeats my question to the room)
for thousands of milliseconds
no one answered
so i said
that’s very interesting! why?
me: first of all, who made this video?
what is he trying to teach us?
what is he trying to make us do?
at they trying to make us into machines?
every second is money lost???
people looked around and gave me the what the hell is he seeing who the hell didn’t he lurrrrv this look
this also happened for a several hundred milli fucking seconds
and they went like
aw come on sillyyyyyyyy that was amaziiiiiing
so what would you guys do?
doesn’t this stress you out?
doesn’t this make you forget even the thought of relaxing or sleeping or getting a vacation?
is your second really worth $1?
if you sleep for 10 hours, does that mean you payed 10X60X60 dollars?
that’s 36000 in case you’re wondering knowitall
and no i didn’t use a calculator
so would you?
of couuuurse, relaxation is a great investment to come back healthy and fit and work some more
(a lot fucking more i bet)
ok look silly, was there ever a past experience that you had that made you feel this way?
(i’m guessing i gave him a look that made him back off)
look I’m not trying to play shrink on you or anything but really why do you feel that way?
ok man, I’m a sensitive guy, not in a bad way, but something like time just stresses me out, don’t get me wrong i’m punctual and everything but i just don’t like to be rushed, i really respect deadlines and all but time should not be viewed in this way, if you keep thinking about time all the time, you will never be able to stretch and relax and feel happy and carefree no matter what you have and frankly if i’m getting $86,400 a day, after a few days i will have bought everything i need and i won’t even feel the need to take that money or do anything with it, so no. time is a lot, A LOT, deeper than money, and this kind of shit would only appeal to a naiive materialistic person