A Compass of my Own

Caught this interesting flick today in wonderment. I found myself drawing a strange affinity to Mr Ice-Bear-King-whatshisname, mainly because any decent macho hot-blooded masculine guy would. In a quick twist of fate, the wounded , exiled and weaker Bear King actually hammers the perpetrator's jaws of and kills him. He regains his pride, but where shall he set off from there? He is King again. Fortunately the little Lyla holds a peculiar compass, to tell the truth which people wish to hide. The truth will be the right direction.

Apart from the fairytale- like rendering of gadgets, scenery and some top notch acting, the show actually touches our souls and asks : what if we had that compass ourselves, and could use it to find out what people intended to hide? I wouldn't have very much use for it. Because it is one thing to know, and quite another to act upon it.

Like Mr King Bear, I am both strong and weak.I have reached 80k Rev and shooting for 100k.I plan to keep it that way, every single month for 5 years.I will earn my 1 Million in 5 years and defeat the other Bear and claim my birthright to Wealth. And yes I would need direction but not the Golden Compass, because I do not need to know what others intend to hide:I can change that, whatever that is, I need only my strength in spirit to succeed.My strength my spirit it shall be my guide to the treacherous path ahead. No time to celebrate small successes now- I need to be on the road for 5 years.

A Warrior's Redemption

For a long period of time, or so it seems, the warrior in me was forced to recluse and was compelled to learn the dark arts of deception. I learnt to use illusion as a powerful sorcery
to reduce processes to simplicity. Yet, I was stifled by not being able to be at my best, at acquiring new achievements and scaling new mountains where hitherto unscathed by human prescence.

I am grateful that providence has given me a second chance. In this new lease of life in a new role, I am able to run at my original fury, and many many times over. I have the support of kind colleagues which I maintain a certain state of cautiousness( though gradually letting down my guard) and a certain pleasant reporting line and sensitve branch manager makes the whole picture beautiful.

There is little politics here, save the fiery temper of my cute little assistant service rm Claris, whom I have to handle with due care. We run our own targets and the sky is really the limit.
What we know that we can earn in a year is now compressed into what I view as achievable in a quarter, and possibly much more. I can feel my blood boiling again. I work deep into the night. The passion of climbing new mountains thrills my soul to the core.

The formula is simple: x number of calls = x number of appointments = x number of revenue.
If you want to make 100k this quarter, just break it down to the number of calls you have to make. I figured 25 a day. Tough? Hardly.We ARE in the high end selling business; but bottomline is , the tools are good. With an arsenal of weaponry, I can handle the combat with finesse and skill.

As we grow we forget our shells. We shed new skins everyday, and gaze at the days of old with nostalgia. But the smallness of the past supports the strength of our souls today. I think the happiness I pursue is clearer now. It is fighting the good fight. It is not giving up. It is having the mind of a fighter, thinking that nothing is impossible, that whatever height it is , it is just another mountain for us to scale. What one man can do, another man can!