Written By: Anthony Douglas Gere
Music Provided By: SEMusic
Artistry Selected By: Main Ad Centre
All Material is protected by law under the
licensing of mcwhorter management
marketing manufacturing 2005
Any unauthorized usage and or its likeness
is prohibited by law.
Music Provided By: SEMusic
Artistry Selected By: Main Ad Centre
All Material is protected by law under the
licensing of mcwhorter management
marketing manufacturing 2005
Any unauthorized usage and or its likeness
is prohibited by law.
One Day, It'll Be Tomorrow
By Anthony Douglas Gere
How many times have you heard that old repetitive line, "You just don't understand, this is
different, and not like the many other times before"? Even if you might not have heard it
from someone else, have you yourself ever told someone, " Its not like you think, and you
just don't understand what's really going on, there's a lot more to it!". I know I have said
such things, and fully guilty of reciting such a speech many times over. Maybe out of
foolishness I was defending my pride, so I thought, and justified some really idiotic things
when looking back. Trying to prove who knows what, for who know why, not knowing when
or where this journey would end or change for the better. Maybe I was convincing myself or
saying how it can be good to find the diamond in the rough, but then again, hindsight is
20/20, without wearing the rose colored glasses. I even caught myself persuading my
mind to believe that through the pain and suffering from the anguish, I am stronger than
the most mightiest if I prove my dedication to this meaningless cause. To be honest with
you, I wish I could blame this on immaturity, or a lack of experience. But these selections
were just plain dumb, nothing more, nothing less. Just dumb. But then again, seeing how
nothing worth having ever comes easy, it can also be seen as destructive and forever
damaging if you don't go through it and never try. If you don't test your limits, or give up on
something that may just need another chance to prove such a point. Maybe you will miss
out, and live with the regret of giving up too soon, because you seen something no one
else did and all you need is a little more time to have it materialize. When
building my company, many couldn't see my vision. It didn't upset or frustrate me, but
it did give me this special kind of feeling that words can not describe. I knew the odds
were against me, many thought I was going insane or just a dreamer, dreaming beyond
reality, and stuck in a unformiable place. Maybe a part me wanted to prove my doubters
wrong, and rise above mediocrity. But what ever drove me to stick things out, was far
beyond words, and I had been engulfed in something many could not understand. It
was like this special star was shining down upon me to do this miraculous thing, and
I couldn't deny this opportunity to shine. I just couldn't, and couldn't tell you why to
this day, if I was able.
Many that know of my journey, and the avenues I took, know only too well the fun we
had in all we created. I mean yes, the plan was to integrate me with the social elite
from a pure non-threatening business perspective, but it was also for the kids and
or those that participated in the programs that sponsored the events. You see if you
know it or not, I made my business name doing volunteer work for non-profit
organizations. Speaking at schools on various positive topics, and promoting events
with some celebrity friends that were willing to donate their time as a favor to me.
Obviously, the parents of the kids appreciated what we were doing, but the label of
us being do gooders was entirely overrated. We were no rainmakers, no saviors or
men of calling. We were using whatever vehicles we could think of to break into
the core of the county. There were parts and moments in each of us that felt guilty
for the alterior motives we kept secret, but we justified it by the money we generated,
and the vision of being pillars later on, when we were more established & stable
through such a plan. We didn't know it at the time, but we were just pebbles, caught
in the sands of greed. Being blinded by the powers, and seeing what we were
only shown, not felt.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
How many times have you heard that old repetitive line, "You just don't understand, this is
different, and not like the many other times before"? Even if you might not have heard it
from someone else, have you yourself ever told someone, " Its not like you think, and you
just don't understand what's really going on, there's a lot more to it!". I know I have said
such things, and fully guilty of reciting such a speech many times over. Maybe out of
foolishness I was defending my pride, so I thought, and justified some really idiotic things
when looking back. Trying to prove who knows what, for who know why, not knowing when
or where this journey would end or change for the better. Maybe I was convincing myself or
saying how it can be good to find the diamond in the rough, but then again, hindsight is
20/20, without wearing the rose colored glasses. I even caught myself persuading my
mind to believe that through the pain and suffering from the anguish, I am stronger than
the most mightiest if I prove my dedication to this meaningless cause. To be honest with
you, I wish I could blame this on immaturity, or a lack of experience. But these selections
were just plain dumb, nothing more, nothing less. Just dumb. But then again, seeing how
nothing worth having ever comes easy, it can also be seen as destructive and forever
damaging if you don't go through it and never try. If you don't test your limits, or give up on
something that may just need another chance to prove such a point. Maybe you will miss
out, and live with the regret of giving up too soon, because you seen something no one
else did and all you need is a little more time to have it materialize. When
building my company, many couldn't see my vision. It didn't upset or frustrate me, but
it did give me this special kind of feeling that words can not describe. I knew the odds
were against me, many thought I was going insane or just a dreamer, dreaming beyond
reality, and stuck in a unformiable place. Maybe a part me wanted to prove my doubters
wrong, and rise above mediocrity. But what ever drove me to stick things out, was far
beyond words, and I had been engulfed in something many could not understand. It
was like this special star was shining down upon me to do this miraculous thing, and
I couldn't deny this opportunity to shine. I just couldn't, and couldn't tell you why to
this day, if I was able.
Many that know of my journey, and the avenues I took, know only too well the fun we
had in all we created. I mean yes, the plan was to integrate me with the social elite
from a pure non-threatening business perspective, but it was also for the kids and
or those that participated in the programs that sponsored the events. You see if you
know it or not, I made my business name doing volunteer work for non-profit
organizations. Speaking at schools on various positive topics, and promoting events
with some celebrity friends that were willing to donate their time as a favor to me.
Obviously, the parents of the kids appreciated what we were doing, but the label of
us being do gooders was entirely overrated. We were no rainmakers, no saviors or
men of calling. We were using whatever vehicles we could think of to break into
the core of the county. There were parts and moments in each of us that felt guilty
for the alterior motives we kept secret, but we justified it by the money we generated,
and the vision of being pillars later on, when we were more established & stable
through such a plan. We didn't know it at the time, but we were just pebbles, caught
in the sands of greed. Being blinded by the powers, and seeing what we were
only shown, not felt.