I used to believe that I wanted to become famous until I found the idea grotesque. Grotesque in so far that I realised the previous ideology shaping my beliefs were contrived.

Fame or the necessity of want of fame derives from requirements of want of “greatness”. “Want of greatness” is prevalent among the young and certain portions of society.

I want to feel great; you want to feel great; we all want to feel great. But are we great?

Try something:-
Close your eyes, tell yourself you’re great. Then ask yourself WHY you’re great?
How long did it take to reach an answer? I’m not suggesting, instead wondering if it took longer than expected to reach the answer?

Greatness on its own is a label with no contents; a pie without a filling. “Greatness” itself is based on ‘meaning’. We feel great = we have a meaning. Meanings make us feel great.

Levels of “greatness” are attributed to how meaningful something is to us personally. The greater the meaning, the “greater” the reason for “greatness” behind it. (if that makes sense)

“Greatness” fuels fame. It’s an oil that lubricates an engine that drives a machine.

Fame gives us meaning. We feel loved, we feel special, we’re adored; we’ve found what we’ve been looking for, but in the wrong place. Those who achieve fame are lucky enough to know this experientially, but for most, fame is elusive and so illusion continues.

Meaning is in what we do, not how we perceive matters. How we do something means something to us, not how we achieve it. Re-read this, it’s a bit strange.

We need to be honest about what makes us feel better. Will the amount of people I know or the amount of people I serve make me feel better?
Or rather:-
(1) You’re on the front cover of every magazine, everyone knows who you are.
(2) Your granny needs your help hanging out her washing, are you going to help her?

Which of the statements feels stronger?

Love will always motivate the strongest. Why? Because it is the stronger inherent force, or rather, it derives from a stronger current of power. Power = truth.

Most of the time we are not honest with ourselves, we spend far too little time understanding or acknowledging the motives for our actions.

Action precipitates thought, thought precipitates motive?
Or perhaps:- Action requires thought, thought needs action and motives generate.
(The generators are the ‘meanings’)

Think about why it is you do what you do, then ask yourself why you are great.

The greater the motive for doing something, the greater the necessity behind it. Do not be fooled by contrived ideologies of “greatness”, they are purely meanings looking for existence.

When I was trying to figure out what was real and what was false, I played a game, or rather, a kind of experiment in my head. I imagined a scenario which I will share with you here and although I am using a music producer scenario, it will be beneficial to replace ’music production’ with any profession that personally speaks to you.

So it goes like this:-

Pretend you’re a ‘professional’ music producer.

You’re sitting there being a music producer in your leather backed black chair, wheeling yourself around. (no – it’s not a wheelchair)

Are you having fun?

Good, I’m glad.

Now I want to eliminate something.
Eliminate the fact that you’ll ever going to get famous doing what you’re doing.

In this imaginary world, unfortunately (or fortunately depending on your view) fame hasn’t been invented, neither has any form of material reward. It’s a strange world for prestige doesn‘t exist, or fancy cars, or lucrative contracts, – you simply go to work, do your job, receive your pay check and go home.

The only satisfaction you derive is knowing you were able to work in your chosen profession for the day while getting paid. Oh I forgot to mention, – the pay is quite modest, it’s actually peanuts, barely enough to cover the bills and frankly it’s hardly enough to feed and clothe you – it certainly wouldn’t buy you a yacht! (remember this is an experiment, I want you to really imagine this stuff).

As for your work, no one knows who you are and no one really cares. No one knows what you do or has the slightest interest in what you do and why should they, they’re too busy preoccupied with their own agenda.
Sounds bleak and cold right? – remember, this is only an experiment, an imaginary scenario in a pretend world right?

Now I want to ask the music producer something:-

Do you still want to be a music producer?

Strip away the fame and fortune from any dream and ask yourself if you would still be happy working in that profession?

(This exercise will help you know whether you are chasing the promise of a dream or actually enjoy the work)

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