Creating money

You

To keep your notoriety alive and well, get self-portraits made. Hanging up pictures of ourselves is nothing new. Anyone that could afford the paint, canvas and artist’s fee have been doing it for centuries. Rather than place your portrait at eye level, place it high up so that your image is bearing down on every passing stranger.

If your pictures are not getting sufficient attention, add a well-known figure smiling alongside you. Remember, the person that cares the most about self-portraits, is the person in the frame. If the images you create happen to be good, nice people will express some encouragement. However, there will be many that don’t share your enthusiasm of you, like you do. Far more time is spent curating pictures of ourselves than viewing pictures curated by others. There are exceptions to that rule, but we value our own self-worth above all else no matter how hard we try to hide it. Some copy your little bit of originality. Others will be on the lookout to find fault. To climb, to gain ground, one must push downwards. We say nasty things about others to slow their ascent. Alternatively, we can take credit for any help we give. Once again it is you that can feed off the spoils.

You fantasise that people will talk about you a lot and speak about you in adoring tones. This fantasy provides the motivation to keep people up to date with all your trials and tribulations. We think about others fleetingly. When people dwell on the subject of you, it is predominantly in relation to how they fit in. In all ways, it is always about the self. The ones longing for a rise in stature are the ones found complaining about iniquity and the unfairness of it all. Many do have a caring and compassionate nature. A façade of selfless, inclusive, non-discriminatory behaviour. Behind the façade, the true aim; do onto others such that it makes me look good, decent and morally righteous.

The wish to have people thinking highly of us starts with making a good first impression. Then maintaining the image. Our image dictates how we are treated, but some may worry too much about how they present themselves. Most are focusing more on their own looks than that of others. Comments can play on our mind. Needlessly perhaps. It is you that remembers the comments; you that mithers over what others think. Others are worrying about themselves the most.

On the one hand we can develop an asset on the other hand we can waste a lot of time working on people. In the moment, a joyous encounter is something to treasure no matter where it leads, no matter whether you see the person again. We give people comfort, we listen to their dull stories, we help them. At the time it seemed worthwhile. We felt the reward. However, most we don’t see anymore, people that we wanted to impress, people that we took the trouble to explain things to, people that we pacified. Some are dead. Some of these people do pop into my thoughts occasionally. Not every day, not once a week, but usually when a trigger brings back a memory. All that effort keeping up appearances helped at the time but so much of what did seems irrelevant looking back. We cared at the time. Now we see new people frequenting the places we used to spend so much time at. New looks, new fashions, and new things in place of what once was.

People are lured by the logo/emblem sewn onto clothing. It can be a symbol of quality. However, corporations want the foolish to be unpaid walking advertisements. They should be giving the clothes away for free as people are promoting their products, instead people are paying a premium for them. Madness. If you want to feel above others but not famous in anyway, devise a dress code that sets you apart. People will know that you belong to a certain group. You will not become superior in any tangible way, but people will consider you to be a snide, aloof, bombastic pretender.

People have their faces as their emblem and their soporific personality becomes a brand. To avoid being side-lined, build your popularity and your words gain gravitas. To enter this world of privilege we need to be invited into the club. That entails getting certified, registered, and confirmed as worthy by enough people, by certain people.

Empathy is never equally distributed. When photographs of missing people are plastered on a wall, certain ones catch people’s attention. The compassion we have for everyone shown on that wall is not the same. It is a lot more for some than others. Most are too ashamed to admit why. We may feel duty bound to help if it is someone who works at the same place as us or is a member of the same club. We feel a connection to them. They could be one of us, the same tribe or share the same philosophy. Conversely, some are viewed as aliens, outsiders and singled out for numerous reasons.