Thursday, June 22, 2006
Failure and its side effect
Failing miserably in the rattan venture where I lost a number of things not the least of which was a logging truck, I got to thinking of something I was told by a friend of mine who was into logging back in the days when there were virgin forests. He said that the natives who lived in the mountains were a lot smarter than us who lived in the lowlands. He behaves like a monkey and is just as clever as a monkey. He said something which I found to be painfully true: all that an indigenous native thinks about is to ge the money from your pocket. It is therefore not inconceivable that he will tell you of fabulous treasures hidden behind waterfalls, or gemstones or of planes that crashed deep in the forest. He will tell you anything and watches your eyes secretly for a glint of interestt. My friend told me that the native was an excellent psychologist and we could never get anything truthful out of him because he knows how to give just enough truth to get away with a bagful of lies.
Having a lot of people who called you "boss" and hanging on to your every word like it was the word of God, I was put in a quandary. I could not very well just disband my little group who stood by my through our adventures in the forest. All told, I had operated in three areas with three separate crews and I thought that I had handled the difficult aspects of the venture well. I was just unlucky, was my loser's thought, in an effort to provide me a consoling thought to salve my bruised ego. The thing that really got me going was the thought that I had an excellent crew who were loyal to me and would go with me to the ends of the earth for an adventure.
After a few months of operating in the mountains, I had gained a rather dubious reputation as a cool operator and pretty soon I was getting all kinds of information about this and that. That I had been burned on the rattan venture was not a reason to leave the mountains with my tail between my legs. As I had said, there were lots of information about a lot of things including gemstones and quartz crystals. I would find people at my doorstep offering me all sorts of rocks and stones: bull quartz, quartz crystals, rhodonite, carnelian, agate and other semi-precious stones. I just collected all of these and filed them in the back of my head until I could figure out what to do with this information while giving whoever brought these just enough money to keep him coming back for more..
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Having a lot of people who called you "boss" and hanging on to your every word like it was the word of God, I was put in a quandary. I could not very well just disband my little group who stood by my through our adventures in the forest. All told, I had operated in three areas with three separate crews and I thought that I had handled the difficult aspects of the venture well. I was just unlucky, was my loser's thought, in an effort to provide me a consoling thought to salve my bruised ego. The thing that really got me going was the thought that I had an excellent crew who were loyal to me and would go with me to the ends of the earth for an adventure.
After a few months of operating in the mountains, I had gained a rather dubious reputation as a cool operator and pretty soon I was getting all kinds of information about this and that. That I had been burned on the rattan venture was not a reason to leave the mountains with my tail between my legs. As I had said, there were lots of information about a lot of things including gemstones and quartz crystals. I would find people at my doorstep offering me all sorts of rocks and stones: bull quartz, quartz crystals, rhodonite, carnelian, agate and other semi-precious stones. I just collected all of these and filed them in the back of my head until I could figure out what to do with this information while giving whoever brought these just enough money to keep him coming back for more..
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- Dennis Bryan S. Villarin
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- Activists Reunion
- Creation, life, consciousness
- Underdogs World
