Did curiosity truly kill the cat? When it comes to snooping around, cats have their day but do they take it farther than an inquisitive puppy? My Chinese Crested can’t keep his nose out of anything. You learn to live by the Sami rule…what’s mine is always going to be his first, second and last.
Humans are no different, hourly we draw invisible lines around a single core of energy laying claim to everything it might bring. Bury your heart in Native American history and you’ll quickly revolt any action presented by those forcing you into acts of trust. In fact you’ll probably walk away from James Cameron’s new movie Avatar demanding support for the original owners of Turtle Island. (Native American term for America.)
Face Book and Twitter are the new frontier. Discovering America was nothing more than gaining access to a clique—you were part of a special breed of leaders who blazed a trail that others would one day follow. The web is no different! One problem, if you abide by the rules of my martial arts mentor Nathan Richie, nobody should be allowed to skip rope on your playground unless you know them. It provides a clean, safe and more enjoyable environment.
I get it but if Social Networking is about fulfilling the needs of a curious cat and a hairless dog named Sami…shouldn’t the parameters of the rules change?
Being part of a group is the absolute most important part of some people’s days—it’s a place of acceptance while serving the key human need of feeling wanted or needed. Sadly, there’s always a hacker blowing in the wind waiting to dine on the availability of your vulnerability.
What’s lead 350 million keyboardists and screen watchers to this constantly growing atmosphere? Reality… The realms of our daily sport to be human keeps people from being human. At no other time in history have the communication lines been this open and yet maybe 10% can physically have face to face words or take on each others visions like good old fashioned criticism was designed to accomplish. We disconnect by eliminating names from Face Book , Yahoo Messenger and Twitter. Just like that, the digital divorce is finalized and no lawyer was called in to mediate the parties involved.
Secret meetings are held everyday. Nothing kills a human faster than closed off paths that which assumption has purposefully placed on wet grass to trip a passerby. Once word has been released of a secret gathering or these days…a text message that reads, “If you are receiving this you are to report to this meeting at yankity yank time, ” you have begun the process of defeating your goals of achieving their full potential.
It’s none of your business until it begins to sink into the soul that’s learned to trust…only to learn it’s still none of your business. Humans would perform at a higher level of performance if our addiction to being king of the hill would include those barely touching the ladder of success. Why do most wars begin? Leadership skills are no longer worth investing in.
I once had a radio boss who ironed the future out by calmly saying, “The world is blank, blank, blank and because we depend on what the world is doing, there’s going to be incredible changes and it might include you.”
Some employees called it Corporate American terrorism. I saw it as truth. It didn’t make me work harder. I found myself working smarter, building several paths that served as a network of nets that would catch me when the people more powerful than the Almighty said, “You’ve gotta go.”
It’s like a father telling his child, “If you cross the street there’s going to be consequences.” You failed to listen then spent the rest of your life hating him for something you brought on yourself. The business world and all things connected to what brings us pleasure and or growth is no different. The latest of nets has become the net. A World Wide Web of communication that shelters your ambition while giving you total power of two tiny buttons called Enter to accept and Delete to de-magnetize the connection.
What’s the difference between Howard Hughes and project American 2010?
Mr. Hughes was obviously before his time—he was a hermit before being a loner was cool. He survived through massive amounts of criticism without chicken pecking on the truest of best friends the foot in a half keyboard zip lined to another box linked to a boxed in screen shot out to a world of other boxed up beings. Why then are wedding bands round if being in a box is where we find incredible shapes of happiness? Maybe Christopher Columbus should’ve discovered a flat world—our national bird would be the Rubik’s Cube.
In Avatar the keepers of the planet were warned to leave their place of comfort because a much bigger and more powerful decision maker was set in his way of bringing a difference no matter what the cost—an act of war proceeded. Even if they had met the end result would’ve been the same but at least they knew of the consequences.
As a new decade begins to blossom like a bright red rose on a damp Carolina morning you can’t look into each day crying wolf so each step taken is guided by separatism—we’ve separated from the masses to create more masses leaving behind the greatest gift given to humans…verbal communication. Not written but words delivered by a mouth meant to speak not just eat.
It’s time to start knocking on closed door, asking why your participation wasn’t required in every effort to move forward. The moment has arrived when the slightest of speakers is given a voice because what they hold could be the needle in a haystack. The fear of losing your position shouldn’t dominate your destination; you knew what life was when you picked it up. Making waves is your job because it’s obvious a calm lake front got us nowhere.
It’s human to communicate. It’s also human to shut out. Top secret means nothing in a world where every neighbor on the block is locked onto the same vision…survival. Anyone can write words of wisdom on computer screens the size of Christmas but do you live it? Make it a point to become who you become while on the web. It’s time to lead or begin looking for the next box to stuff your dreams into. Never forget the golden rule of the perfectly square box…what you place inside is nothing but junk to those who find it after you’re gone.
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