You can’t run away from trouble. There ain’t no place that far. This is something that I keep reminding myself as I pass over each day, more so now. Would life be exciting without that dynamic? The most ecstatic moment is when you leave a pain behind and are just scarred. There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with. Happiness is beneficial for the body but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
Misery loves company and so I look around. There is a DVD library in our neighborhood that’s logging huge custom. “It’s all about how can I cut back,” said a new sign up. “What else can I possibly do to provide entertainment for my family?”
I look up the newspapers and there was John Chambers, CEO, Cisco Systems squealing – “IT’S the worst thing I’ve ever done in my life,” he admits, after announcing big job cuts last month. “We went from over 65 miles an hour down to flat or negative growth in what, two months? I don’t know many companies in the world that could do that.” I wonder what citigroup CEO Vikram Pandit would say. Lehman brothers CEO Dick Fuld is spared of the trouble. It just caved in. Who will take the lectern next? Rick Wagoner, Allan Mullaly, Bob Nardelli….Gee, I am losing count.
Miracle, suddenly means this earthly life. It no longer means flying in the air or walking on water. Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us. One might do well to remember the darkest hour has only sixty minutes. Oh, really? It’s almost eleven months since lights went off the deal street. What the fuck…. Go do what it takes to survive!