The gods came down

And so it was... The day came when the gods from the Wrigley Chicago building came upon to visit us mere mortals. I was so overwhelmed by the presence of Bill Wrigley, one of the world's top billionaires, our CEO, the guy who can cut our lifeline with just a snap of his fingers. His visit was just brief but his presence still lingered even when he has already left the hallways of our plant. I wonder what goes under his balding head, knowing the enormous power that he has. What is left for him to desire? Is it true that even though how rich you are the lust for money is still unsatiable?

A brutal blow

The world has come to a grinding halt when I heard of Pacquiao’s stunning loss. Though on hindsight I should have realized that there’s a 50% chance of losing I was not quite prepared for it. Neither I think are my fellow countrymen who were glued to the TV in the early afternoon, hoping that Manny brings home the crown. Knowing that’s it’s already a delayed telecast I had to get the news from the Internet. And so while the first round is being held on TV I knew about the results and had to turn the TV off.
Darn another brutal blow…but hey I guess that’s life… Sometimes we wallow in defeat but that makes more the taste of success even sweeter…. And that I think something to aspire for in the next round.. After all life always gives you another chance..

Trivia

Just today I learned about a woman CEO of HP who has just been fired for not delivering to the promise brought about by her acquisition.

That a genius knows only about 3500 words from the average guy.

That Sydney Sheldon got first hold of his bestseller way passed his heyday... There is hope.

Existence...

Since birth we drowned ourselves by the daily humdrum of activities and became myopic of our own world. There are lots of new worlds out there beating at their own rhythms. The fact that you are oblivious of their existence doesn’t deny the fact that they exist.

You lumber on, you immerse yourself with your own problems, your universe revolving solely around you until one fateful day you jolt up from the deadening stupor and realize that your existence has been insignificant compared to the heretofore vast world that lies before you.

You feel lost, scared and insecure. How can your world be when a million others out there never even realized its existence? You feel an overwhelming sense of humility. You gradually accept that you are no longer the center of your universe. You slowly acknowledge that you are part of something greater than yourself, of being connected with the unfathomable. And the search for your purpose, for the meaning of your existence has just begun…