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Stegosaurus and Social Networks

July 8th, 2008 | | Posted in Malaysia, sauce, techneus, €uro

It does not matter how hard you labour; it is what you accomplish that counts.

Connecting The DotsSomeone once said to me, that one can’t be serious on Facebook or on any social networking platform and that investing into something virtual would only be a waste of money, and time.

Tell that to Microsoft vying to acquire Yahoo; or to Google acquiring the many Web 2.0 mini portlets and these stegosaurus will be jack-strapped and placed into zoological institutions.

As long as one has yet to taste the bitter sweetness of death, there is a reason to mingle, connect, and collaborate.

Nothing can bind one to another except the thread of sympathy, and nothing can separate one from another except the cutting of that thread.

I think the problem with people giving excuses about the need not to be on social networks, is that nothing is deemed serious or important enough in this world, if the heart is not settled - a settled heart hears the pleas of humanity, and react to it. One can be indifferent about the whole matter but only when one is ascertained of one’s ‘position’ on planet Earth. As it is the world is facing humanity’s threat to global warming, human trafficking {21st century slavery}, racism, wars, economic turmoil, and poverty, amongst others.

Global concerns critical or otherwise do not choose where to strike. Wars do not happen overnight - they are being planned even as these words are written. If that is not a concern, the Gods will not be working to make nations sanctuaries for millennia to come. Humans must first learn that everyone irrespective how far disassociated one is towards the other is connected in many ways. What worth is it of great books, if we fail to live faith as an entity - living and breathing it as part parcel of our very own conscience?

A certain personality, whom I shan’t divulge said nonchalantly one day…

“Facebook is for kids and people who are not serious about anything,” he said trying to discourage me from creating a community after I advised him about the importance of shaping society, and propagating peace.

“Don’t waste your time - you have other better things to do!” he snorted. I raised my eyebrows {yeah right, like he’s going to give me a job! Or the equity investment I’m seeking - the thing about people who loves discouraging other people and yet want to make it big is they’re as clueless as Bozo the Clown when it comes to making the audience love them!}

“It has nothing to do with the platforms,” I said. “.. But we do need a platform to work on some if not all the issues…” I added. He was adamant, this egoistical and short-termed Malay business man added in irritation… “You cannot make money with social network - I know you cannot!!” he blasted as if his final words have been justified on paper and has become scientific fact. Try to tell a group that they can break even during the first year is like digging for a mermaid’s bone in the depths of the Pacific. There are many businesses wanting a piece of the pie, and the cherries on top, but few know the bliss of investing in startups.

If the heart isn’t interested, even Heavens served on a platter are considered as Hell ~ AainaA-Ridtz A.R

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The Partnership

July 4th, 2008 | | Posted in sauce, €uro

Malaysia Stamp“So…AainaA,” he said after taking a deep breather, looking hard into my eyes. I shied away looking at the birds looking for worms. I dislike when a man look into my eyes that way - it could only mean two things…A flirt that’ll end in his bed or mine, or … a serious debate about the possibilities of creating heaven on Earth. The two just does not work if I don’t know him well enough! I could only think of asking for a job that’ll pay my rent, and I was not in any mood to entertain a debate or a pre & post affair. These things are so passé that these days, a girl like me just wants to work. Pleasure will come when the coffers are bursting like a tub of lard. “…what will it be for you to say yes?” Jonas asked me.

“Yes, to what?” I asked my eyes rounded, my voice softened. “Yes to a proposal - you, and I in a partnership” he answered. The only partnership I’m looking at is at making a business wealthier - and equity funding is what I’m looking into - Meaning no one gets into anybody’s skirt or pants! Just because a couple of girlfriends try their upper best to get to the altar doesn’t mean I’m like them. I still want to fly in all directions, see the world, taste the wine… and die smiling. Jonas put his hands on mine - the alarm went off like a clang at St. Eustache church, in Paris waking me up. I pulled away promptly, dart for a cigarette, and smiled.

“Listen Jo…” I said heaving a puff. “…if you want to make it big - I’m the one you need - as much as branding needs public relations, your business needs me!” I said calmly looking straight into his eyes, my inner shutters closed to my heart. The one thing about looking at a man’s eyes is that you can read his Soul. The last time I did that, I fell instantly head over heels over someone and I had a tough time enduring the pain of separation. It is difficult to be in a relationship with a man with a soul that shines all the way to the Kingdom.

“Well, what do you want woman?” he brusquely asked as if I’ve pushed the wrong button. I rarely push buttons unless it’s the ones in a lift. I told Jonas what was wrong in the scenario - he said the world will take care of it - we shouldn’t be worried about the escalating oil and food prices. If you’re wealthy, you may get slightly lightheaded and feel the dent, but when you’re put into the streets like the common people, the last thing on your mind would be to eat desserts first. Jonas wants a relationship - he is also a married man. I can’t and am not interested in having a relationship with a married man, unless it’s purely business or for some humanitarian effort or Cause the world is craving for. Jonas was adamant of getting me like he has been in the past with the seemingly many mistresses he has chucked away.

“I so am not interested Jo…” I said. “But if success is what you want your company to achieve, then by all means, let’s work on that.” I answered seriously feeling like a cat just about to scratch the puppy eyes of his blind! We parted ways and I never looked back. Jonas passed away two years ago of a severe heart attack when his business went into bankruptcy and his wife left him for another.

I would rather have a lasting pain than a pleasure that passes away.

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