Templates for Happiness

Templates for happiness

Greg decided to write something, because he simply loved writing. He began thus to study how to become a successful author.

By exploring mines of internet knowledge, he learned everything that contemporary readers expect: breaking longer paragraphs into shorter ones (so the eyes are not overwhelmingly strained); using ordinary language (so the brains are protected from overheating); not exceeding three hundred words per post (so the fashionable impatience is well accommodated); utilizing spell- and grammar-check (to come across as truly professional); discussing trendy topics, like movie or football stars, sensational news, sex, computer games, latest gadgets, useful tips etc. (to gain momentarily recognition as an astute critic or hobbyist).

Summarising, concise texts a propos ordinary stuff, sporting petite paragraphs assembled from primal vocabulary and edited by built-in software robots, were promising admiration of thousands of fans plus possibly cash. Greg therefore had a huge problem, as he intended to speak his mind out as he liked, differently from the prescribed recommendations. That idea, unfortunately, seemed to lead towards an inevitable failure: ridicule, poverty, depression, maybe suicide. He had reached a decision crossroads: would it be wise to trade probable popularity for envisioned pleasure?

It was a matter of priorities and integrity: for as long as fame was a major part of personal enjoyment from doing what he craved to do, Greg was enslaved to rules securing broader spectators’ base; if he just followed the call of passion and disregarded at least some of the market’s anticipations, he would face an uncertain publicity.

What to do?!

He realised that ready-to-practice routines existed everywhere, for example in the workplace. One did not have to think really hard to climb the career ladder – adopting standard operating procedures was enough to score accolades with easy promotions. Copying the behaviour of bosses was much better, for faithful impersonators were earning the title of “role models” (status of celebrity on the departmental level). The templates were moulded according to superiors’ preferences, or rather moods. Not entirely complying staff members, although enthusiastic and expert, risked constant nagging, censure or blame – they were called “rebellious types” and salary raises were not that common in their lives (unlikely denunciations by more yielding subordinates).

Matrix for successImitating was an easy way of existence, free of fear of exclusion and, one could say, pragmatic, yet devoid of any bliss resulting from carving the reality on the matrix of individual desires. Apart from that, emulating created nothing new, keeping repeaters locked in a sealed room, where tomorrow was an echo of yesterday. Prearranged steps, calculated responses, predetermined rewards – a mad system that glorified monotony and was designed to please exclusively control freaks. In such a scheme nobody was able to figure out what would bring true happiness, but everybody was told what happiness was and how to achieve it.

Greg experienced effectiveness of templates during his hunt for a perfect partner. He was employing all tactics known by men, to present himself as a first-class catch (attire, body built, coolness, phraseology, hair style etc.), nevertheless all relationships somehow ended in fiascos. He eventually gave up on searching and… And a miracle happened on its own – an angel (whose looks, sexiness as well as intelligence were surpassing by far all guys’ wildest dreams) descended from heaven and fell in love with him. The feeling was so supreme that waiting for decades had been absolutely worth it. Well, it had to work, as she was fascinated by genuine Greg and not by his unsustainable facade.

After a heavy thinking session he resolved then to take a chance of writing what and how he wanted, as regurgitating ready templates did not go well with his appetite. Perhaps he will revolutionise the art of putting down thoughts on paper; perhaps he will gain esteem; perhaps he will nett a bit of money.

Perhaps…

Nevertheless he will surely derive tonnes of joy out of every reader who is not bought by old tricks, but attracted by a Pole’s style.

Independent mind of a writer

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