Saturday, February 9, 2008

February 9, 2008

"Honesty is the first chapter in the book of wisdom."

I would like to think that most people out there are honest, when the clerk gives you a dollar to much in change, most of us would give it back, but honesty is a very slippery word, we can be honest in all our endeavors and yet fail to be honest with the most important person in your life, you.

Have you ever started a project, only to find yourself never finishing it. It all boils down to being honest, with oneself. We all have grandiose thoughts, if we didn’t there would be no lottery, we buy tickets, because we see ourselves getting gobs and gobs of cash, we spend it in our heads.

Having good visualization skills is the most important thing an inventor can have, but if you lack the honesty with yourself then it is just an flight of imagination, if you fail to look at the reality of a thing, then you fall short of your imagined outcome. So be honest with yourself, look at all the work that you will have to put into something, to make it real.

It is just to easy to see the outcome without seeing the work, and the work is the journey not the results.

February 8, 2008

Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested: that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read, but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.

Bored, the most common thing I see from all the people I know is they get bored, no matter what they do, no matter how big the reward is they give up just because it is boring.

Have we become an action driven society, if we are not physically doing something, we are bored, and unfortunately we are also a nation of couch potatoes.

It use to be normal if you were bored you read a book, most people I know either can’t or won’t read a book. Reading is what I have always done to learn, if I couldn't read I would be lost, I was having coffee with a friend the other day, as we sat drinking, I told him of a new medical procedure, that might apply to him, he was amazed I would know about it, since he had no idea it existed, as we sat there he ask how I know so much stuff, I said, “I read”, he just couldn’t understand reading just for the enjoyment of it.

Reading is a passion; I used it for escape as a child, the ability to go to some far off place or time. I can’t even bring myself to throw out a book. One of my fondest memories of my dad was when I moved to Wyoming from Colorado, my dad came down to help us move, we lived on the 3rd floor of an apartment building. I had 48 boxes of nothing but books, he wasn’t really happy carrying them down 3 flights of stairs.

The first gift my child received was a book, it was cute it had pictures and when you squeezed it there was a noise. What we pass on to our children is what they become.