In life & marketing I consider myself a leader of the pack, a tester of new ideas, a person that will check consequences as I go along, the thrill of being first excites me. If I can afford it, I use it, if I can’t I await the next big thing coming my way, if its free and wicked like Facebook, I attack with full force. That’s me, a sucker for new & innovative, its my way of saying thank you to the genius behind the idea.

I think that the thrill fades away after a while and in its place sinks reasoning and new perspectives, outlooks, understandings, change and a whole bunch of other stuff, but I still love Facebook for all its worth.

• Would it mean the end of my existence? probably not.
• Will it hurt me? probably yes.
• Does it mean I’m free, for sure.
• Who will comfort me when I need someone close to my heart? not you.
• What will I feel after it all sinks in? devastation.
• When I remember you can I call you? never.
• What about the places we enjoyed in each others company, will they still be worth visiting? for sure.
• Will I carry a grudge for years to come? not me.
• What if I bump into you after a year or two, or ten, what will I do? smile, a casual smile, a normal goodbye, continue walking.

As I checked the mirror one more time to look my best (which somehow seemed to have changed over the years from that teenager look) and checked my mobile, cards, you know the old peoples stuff, I walked the walk to the ballroom.

As I approached the ballroom the guards were everywhere, it was a special evening you see. The governor of our city was coming to give a speech and shed some wisdom on our group of grads who seem to still stick together somehow or the other, he said” we are the people that run the city now” how uplifting is that? the sad thing is, we are the grown ups now!

They say when you focus on something you get to see or feel it more, like the new car you want suddenly its everywhere, or the family vacation that is all over the news, as if its the only thing people are talking about, or the nagging boss that seems to haunt your dreams, just a few examples to refresh your memory of the strange things we take for granted and don’t know what to make of them.

A fine use of the word “INSTEAD”;

• Instead of wondering why you hit that car and ruined your new toy, think how lucky you are to be alive, and while steel remains steel, blood is thicker than water, water is life and you my friend are alive to breath and walk another day.

Why do you do what you do?

When will you learn some things are left untold?

Who said I was an angel, my angel?

Why did you do it?

What were you looking for?

Did you find it as you wished it to be?

How many steps back did you say I took back?

When will you just let go and try to catch my flow?

Why the sudden change in mood, was the soul not satisfied with its food?

Why do you push when all I need is a touch?

Why did you push me further, Its takes time, just like crime, does it rhyme?

You want a justification, an explanation, some time for consideration, excuse me while I adjust my anticipation!

“Mama always told me don’t go around breaking young girls hearts” Billie Jean, Michael Jackson. Well I want to ask Mama about the flip side of the coin, what happens when a young boys heart is broken? who do I file a complaint to? who will comfort me? Why is it always the girls that get heart broken? is it not a woman’s world today? so eventually all the manly bullying will be handled by the girls..hence the increase in mens heart breaks.

The other day I had a very intellectual conversation with a very wise and wonderful person who pointed out a sad-kind-of-true fact. She said that the girls take a hit in the love scene and stand up after a while and fall in love again. The boys on the other hand fall in love, get beaten down, never fall in love again, they suddenly become players, with some examples of people. The others just shy away, get married, have children, and die.

Now I know that could be an exaggeration, even with exaggerations you find a percentage of reality, and this time its a big one. But my argument is that its not that at all, the reason why guys turn into players or non believers in true love are many, let me shed some light;

Imagine if I told you the man was crossing the highway and got hit head on! you would know he’s a goner, unless what hit him was his conscious and suddenly woke up to reality and ran back to the curb.

What if someone whispered to you that the CEO was told to leave, you always imagine him being booted out of his position for bad performance, but then again what if he was told to move out of his position to chairman? makes you think!

When that neighbor had his possessions repossessed and his car withdrawn in front of his family, you knew he was out. Then you look at the newspaper and see the very man being honored for his new company that solved the cities sewage problem in 3 months,(its been a problem for 25 years now) he had to risk it all, to win it all, makes you wonder what you really know.

Definition: A curved piece of wood; when properly thrown will return to thrower, invented by the Egyptians or other civilization, made famous in Australia.

The boomerang I’m referring to here is the other kind. The one that goes like this when your pissed at someone “ What goes around, comes around” no one said it and meant it better than Justin. So if we were to shed some light on a delicate subject like this we would try and make it as easy as possible, how? examples!

1. How many times did I rehearse and define my sales presentation before giving it?
2. How many books did I read ( and re-read ) about my industry/career/service/skills?
3. How much time do I spend each day in the gym, and how many days each week, to keep myself physically fit?
4. How many thank you notes and follow up emails do I send to important customers, clients, volunteers, or friends?
5. How much of my income do I invest in myself to further my vocation and my passion?

You can breath. You are OK. You can see. You can hear. You can feel. You can imagine things. You can walk. You can run.You can swim. You can survive. You made it through life to another day. You can read. You can write. You can talk. You can understand. You can move. You can decide. You can think. You can remember. You can learn. You can educate yourself. You can be anyone you want to be. You can pack up and leave. You are free. You can drive, fly, dive. You can laugh. You can cry. You can sing. You can love. You can be loved. You can play in the sand.You can taste. You can sense.