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His Story About Big Business
By Anthony Douglas Gere
A while ago, I was in the park feeding the ducks like I do every morning, and had this
very unique conversation with a man that had is own interpretation on what business
is and meant to him. I’m not sure or not if he was well accomplished in the business
world, but I’m always willing to hear someones opinion or view on things in the
perspective they wish for me to understand. I mean one never knows, I might just
learn something if I’m smart enough to know how dumb I am, and listen from
someone maybe proficient in areas I’m not knowledgeable in. He started things of
with a story that was truly seemed headed for boredom, and didn’t know how much
patience I would have with someone not talking about deals & dollars, but opinions
& outlooks. He start talking about how the many people are in this world, and how
many really matter, all of us in one way or another. He then went further into that
script with how many live a daily journey of peaks and valleys, and how that the
structure of ones opinion is based on how they operate in their chosen profession
when they settle between the two. He spoke about a systematic procedure, that
allows a plus or minus scale that one can operate in and out of, as he did the
meaning of that.
He told me that things written down by man, can be erased by man or
compromised by what ever type of influence, i.e. interpretation within the
imagination of what one man can think and do via justification and means. He
spoke about the moral law we have within our own parameters, that are
measured by the greed one has and shows to the public privately. The words he
used were not scientific or out of a unabridged thesaurus, they were simple
and straight to the point, and seemed more spiritual than what I had learned in
college.. So though I first start labeling this gentleman on his appearance and
delivery of words, he really start to make since to me the longer I listened to
him, telling me the history about big business.
So now that I’m drawn into this a little deeper, I’m waiting for the right time to
ask him for his verbal resume. This would give me some kind of validation on
his success and what I felt, some thing to gage his theory by to maybe try out
myself one day. But he didn’t let up, he kept on making me think about things
that really had nothing to do with strategies or graphs, he was speaking more
on the lines of having the intestinal fortitude to believe in things like the
air that we breath that we can not see, or the words that we hear or say, and
do not commit to. He start explaining to me what comes with success, and
what comes with failure. He told me that both are from the same animal,
because if one believes, then one does not need proof to support, and if one
does not, proof is not what they need, because they have never proven
anything to themselves beyond what is shown, not felt.
He start asking me questions like what is important to me, and why or if I am
just as important to it. He ask me how did I find my way to this point in my life,
and what one thing made this all happen besides birth? He reminded me of
the times I was a general laborer in the job market, trying to survive, and
asked me what was more fulfilling, the work I did in the journey or reaching
the mountain top and watching others work for me? He asked about my
childhood, and if I was gifted or told so at a early age. He asked about my
competitiveness and my ability to adapt in split moment decisions, as he did
me planning things out and showing insight to things not yet seen. He asked
who were my role models, and were my parents taught to teach me about living
the way I do now. He questioned my sincerity, but let me answer the question
about the direction I’m going in my life. He wondered if he would buy me
something, would I feel obligated to return the favor, even though it wasn’t a
favor in the first place, as he signaled for someone in his car to bring more
bread for the ducks.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
A while ago, I was in the park feeding the ducks like I do every morning, and had this
very unique conversation with a man that had is own interpretation on what business
is and meant to him. I’m not sure or not if he was well accomplished in the business
world, but I’m always willing to hear someones opinion or view on things in the
perspective they wish for me to understand. I mean one never knows, I might just
learn something if I’m smart enough to know how dumb I am, and listen from
someone maybe proficient in areas I’m not knowledgeable in. He started things of
with a story that was truly seemed headed for boredom, and didn’t know how much
patience I would have with someone not talking about deals & dollars, but opinions
& outlooks. He start talking about how the many people are in this world, and how
many really matter, all of us in one way or another. He then went further into that
script with how many live a daily journey of peaks and valleys, and how that the
structure of ones opinion is based on how they operate in their chosen profession
when they settle between the two. He spoke about a systematic procedure, that
allows a plus or minus scale that one can operate in and out of, as he did the
meaning of that.
He told me that things written down by man, can be erased by man or
compromised by what ever type of influence, i.e. interpretation within the
imagination of what one man can think and do via justification and means. He
spoke about the moral law we have within our own parameters, that are
measured by the greed one has and shows to the public privately. The words he
used were not scientific or out of a unabridged thesaurus, they were simple
and straight to the point, and seemed more spiritual than what I had learned in
college.. So though I first start labeling this gentleman on his appearance and
delivery of words, he really start to make since to me the longer I listened to
him, telling me the history about big business.
So now that I’m drawn into this a little deeper, I’m waiting for the right time to
ask him for his verbal resume. This would give me some kind of validation on
his success and what I felt, some thing to gage his theory by to maybe try out
myself one day. But he didn’t let up, he kept on making me think about things
that really had nothing to do with strategies or graphs, he was speaking more
on the lines of having the intestinal fortitude to believe in things like the
air that we breath that we can not see, or the words that we hear or say, and
do not commit to. He start explaining to me what comes with success, and
what comes with failure. He told me that both are from the same animal,
because if one believes, then one does not need proof to support, and if one
does not, proof is not what they need, because they have never proven
anything to themselves beyond what is shown, not felt.
He start asking me questions like what is important to me, and why or if I am
just as important to it. He ask me how did I find my way to this point in my life,
and what one thing made this all happen besides birth? He reminded me of
the times I was a general laborer in the job market, trying to survive, and
asked me what was more fulfilling, the work I did in the journey or reaching
the mountain top and watching others work for me? He asked about my
childhood, and if I was gifted or told so at a early age. He asked about my
competitiveness and my ability to adapt in split moment decisions, as he did
me planning things out and showing insight to things not yet seen. He asked
who were my role models, and were my parents taught to teach me about living
the way I do now. He questioned my sincerity, but let me answer the question
about the direction I’m going in my life. He wondered if he would buy me
something, would I feel obligated to return the favor, even though it wasn’t a
favor in the first place, as he signaled for someone in his car to bring more
bread for the ducks.