On Being Special

Black Passenger Yellow Cabs is book about an english teacher from Jamaica, generously endowed with an OMG (oversized male genital) who lives in Japan and is out to conquer sexually frustrated Japan women. He succeeds with an amazing track record and a breathtaking intensity. Japanese women with a temptation for the "dark side" somehow just melt in his presence. Exciting as this theme is, the number of Japanese female names and countless orgasms along the way does get a little boring as the reader makes it through the thick book. Embarrassingly, I have to admit that I still haven't quite managed.

For the many average guys there seems to be always someone who apparently has it all, as all the Hollywood stars, Hall of Fame athletes and rock musicians, and other famous people can attest to. We are all on stage together and the majority projects their unfulfilled desires onto a few extraordinary individuals who show up and apparently take it all. Yet if you observe carefully, no one is really happy in that game. The black passenger in the yellow cab freely admits that he is fighting depression and that his turbulent sexual life has in the meantime become an addiction.

Do you remember the time when the world was convinced that Tiger Woods had it all? Or think of the way Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston faded into oblivion when they had conquered any music award known to mankind. I am not saying that you can't be happy when you are special, but I am saying you can't be happy when you run after the glitter on the horizon.  Even if you make it to the top of the world, from this perspective is only one way, down!The trick to happiness is to step outside of the projection game and to understand your divine mission. No one is special, yet everyone is. When you understand that you are "there" now, you are happy, otherwise you never will. Yet most would probably find this revelation boring.