Friday, 17 June 2011

Risk, Favours, and Misrepresentation

When opportunities come, before you accept or reject them, it's important to ask yourself 'why'.  If I reject one, I do it without regret of missing out on the pros, and if I take it, then I do it fully cognizant of the cons.  There is a lot of consideration to be taken.

I've done aggressive sales.  Opportunities can be sold as a big picture, a logical path, an opportunity for personal growth, etc... depending on the person you're selling it to.  People are differentially satisfied, and what's important is that that person's concerns are satisfied.  A 'pro' for one person may be a 'con' to another.  Decision-making is very subjective.

In searching for advice, I've found the best question to ask myself was "What do your instincts tell you?"  It's a great question.  I can draw out all of the trees of possibilities, but in the end, I have an inclination.  It's important to understand why that inclination exists, whether it be negative or positive.  The answer would be very telling.

It's difficult to put yourself out there by going after your dreams and giving everything you've got to try to make them come true.  It's similarly as difficult to put yourself out there and say what you're really thinking, and feeling.

Well, life's true pleasures can only be unlocked when we do both.  Here goes nothing... Or perhaps, rather, "there it went..."

Saturday, 4 June 2011


If you know me, then you know that I love to check my traffic sources.  If you know me well, then you know that I check referring sites, browsers, OS', and keywords.

I occasionally learn of fun things, like people visiting and spending time on my site after googling "remarks on the self karl popper", "leathercraft process of america", "analogy between faraday and ampere", "entity realism", "the problem of induction genuine problem philosophy", "the experiment as mediator between subject and object", and the closing words of Sucker Punch.

As of late, I've been getting hidden messages in the keywords from an ever-so-brilliant person who knows that I will check.  Yes, I read them, and yes, you have found a new way to say 'hello'.

Mostly, I get to see how often people google my name, my name + my city, my name + facebook, my name + my country, find my blog, and read it.

I ... just ... don't quite know what to make of that.

Wednesday, 1 June 2011


Tell me how the story ends!
I just want to know.
It's hard to see beyond the moment
when you're dealt another blow.

Tell me I'm the distressed damsel -
a knight in armour on his way;
The Deus Ex Machina 'round the corner
to materialize and save the day.

Because I don't need to be the hero,
the shining star that steals the show.
I'm not desperate for attention
when I'm feeling really low.

I need help because I'm cracking
under the pressure of the weight
of every little tiny thing
with which I've struggled as of late.

So don't tell me I can do it.
When what I need's a helpful hand.
Not just empty, pleasant words
that suggest but don't mean you understand.

Because I know who'll be the hero,
The steady hand that saves the show.
I asked you how the story ends,
but I guess I damned well know:

I'll suck it up, and take the hits.
Maybe a couple times I'll fall.
And when they ask me "How much credit..."
I will say, "I take it all."
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