I had just been outside for som fresh winter air and this thoughts of creating something struck me as a bulldozer pushing the snow passed by. I had been inn side all day up until that moment, I had ate one hard boiled egg and some home baked bread and I was fooling around on the computer, reading the news checking my mail when i stumbled upon this page that i had not visited in a long time. I watched the video "I have million dollar ideas on my mind" again for the first time in a long while and i remembered how fun it was to sit in that working barrack making it.
As I was out breathing fresh air it hit me that I had to write something. At first i thought about making some drawings or uploading some videos but I pushed those ideas away and started thinking about what to write. All of a sudden i was home in-front of the key board, I had logged in onto this blog and had allready started writing. That sort of amazes me. I dont usually enjoy to write, but now it feels so grate to just push away on the keys. Its easy.
Im thinking allot about why i have this lust for creating things. useless objects usually, for who? how can i sustain myself doing this? Million dollar ideas. what is a million dollar idea? Selling cigarettes? Manufacturing weapons? Clean drinking water? Im not shure im ín the right buissness for million dollar ideas as an visual artist. Maybe writing a book? Im not really sure I would have wanted to be a millionaire anyway. What would I do with a million dollars? How good would I feel with a million dollars in my pants? Sure one could do alot of good things with a million dollars and I would sure look good with all the jewelry.
Now I been stearing out the window for I dont know how long and realized that my head is still inside a glass like bubble, its like a haze. I dont know why its there Im neither uncomfortable nor comfortable with my current styate of mind, I dont know why Im here or who I really am. Im just here. And it feels timeless, I am like hypnotized, I am one, I am you too. There is a million ideas that is available, I can see them all, but non of them clearly. One of these ideas is a million dollar one. Im now approaching it.
If i had a million dollars i would spend it on soup.And I would give you some.
A million dollars. Is there a million dollars for every one? Is that what every body wants? A million dollars. It sounds so crazy. There is not a million dollars for everyone but still every body wants. Why is it like that? What is so grate with a million dollars? What is it that creates this need for a million dollars? Why do i want a million dollars? What am i going to use it for? Every body wants a million dollars, how much would you work to earn a million dollars?
Why not a billion dollar. I wish for a billion dollars. I wish for billion dollar ideas.
My million dollar idea is that i want a billion dollar instead.
If i had a billion dollars i would spend it on soup. I want to sit here in front of my computer and receive an offer for a billion dollar so i can cook soup. It will be the largest founded pice of edible art in the history of man. When i have received a billion dollars on my bank account i will rise up from my chair and move over to my stove and start cooking soup for a billion dollars.
lightbulb.
