Monday, September 26, 2011
The Death of The Copier is Greg_Walters: Repeat After Me: "Managed Print Services is Business Process Management, MPS is BPM, MPS is BPM"" - FireWork
The Death of The Copier is Greg_Walters: Repeat After Me: "Managed Print Services is Business Process Management, MPS is BPM, MPS is BPM"" - FireWork: Draw it out and begin to manage. This takes little time, just as much as needed to write down your notes, i.e., SN#, volume, location, asset number, etc.
Life aboard a pirate's vessel...
Life to many consists of the battles of finance, employment, and family matters. My life many times seems to exist more in my mind.
The battles we face rarely are the ones that are obvious. To me my biggest challenges are mental.
As move forward I do not find the normal challenges to be the ones that stop me from achieving my dreams. It is the little mental blocks the ones that set my emotions off to be the ones that shut me down.
I look forward to the day when the great mysteries of the universe are revealed to me in their fullness.
I feel like we will be shocked when we find out what really stopped us from our destiny!
To take on each battle as if it were our last. I am a present day gladiator, and today I survived the colosseum. Tomorrow will be another battle and another chance to win or lose.
Today I won, tomorrow I pray for a quick move and a sharp sword!
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The battles we face rarely are the ones that are obvious. To me my biggest challenges are mental.
As move forward I do not find the normal challenges to be the ones that stop me from achieving my dreams. It is the little mental blocks the ones that set my emotions off to be the ones that shut me down.
I look forward to the day when the great mysteries of the universe are revealed to me in their fullness.
I feel like we will be shocked when we find out what really stopped us from our destiny!
To take on each battle as if it were our last. I am a present day gladiator, and today I survived the colosseum. Tomorrow will be another battle and another chance to win or lose.
Today I won, tomorrow I pray for a quick move and a sharp sword!
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Friday, July 22, 2011
The Simple Things
After a long week of confusion I sit to reflect...
What makes a person get confused?
Confusion (from Latin confusĭo, -ōnis, noun of action from confundere "to pour together", also "to confuse") of a pathological degree usually refers to loss of orientation (ability to place oneself correctly in the world by time,[1] location,[1] and/or personal identity[1]) sometimes accompanied by disordered consciousness[1] and often memory (ability to correctly recall previous events or learn new material).
So when things in our life are pored together we have to male things to focus on. The events around us "mix" and we lose track on what's important and see the things that are more "colourful" this colour in our lives gets us to focus on the urgent and not the important. And sometimes the noise in our life takes our concentration away from the one or more ideas that we intended to watch.
Many times I have felt this confusion and many times I have given in to it!
I can remember a pastor saying once, "when you don't know what to do focus in on the things that you KNOW TO DO." many times honing in on the mundane allows our brain the time needed to sort through the mixing of thoughts that created the confusion in the first place.
Emotion at this point is our enemy. It puts focus on the things that were colourful and doesn't let you concentrate on the things you have identified as important. Many times the things that are important are not pretty, or colourful they are just important.
I need to put my blinders on and get at saying, "I don't know," and continuing on the path of focussing on what was important prior to the "bright shiny object" that took my attention of of the prize.
Lesson learned! It really doesn't matter all of the superfluous events that happen to us. We have to be the evangelists of our cause. If we will not take up the sword for our own cause who will fight for us?
The answer is no one! No one will fight our battles for us so when the shooting stars come across our bow we must identify them as such admire their beauty and move on!
My work this week went this way, but I got caught up in the excitement of someone else's battle. That took me away from my own battles!
The trick to becoming successful is acknowledging the battles of others while continuing the good fight!
This separates the generals from the battle field sergeants.
Generals know their are many battles but keep the battle front moving forward, while sergeants get lost in the wins and tragic losses in front of them.
It isn't that you become numb to the losses it is that you don't lose sight of the overall goal to finish the war!
Now I sit and laugh at myself and realize the wasted energy consumed by the battles of others!
Today I put my sword down as o raise my cup. Tomorrow will be a new day with new dragons to slay!
In this I rejoice; as a warrior there is no satisfaction to peace. Only the reward for future conquests and battles not yet fought; but in my mind already won.
Tomorrow I will not pick up my sword but either a pen or brush so that I might clearly paint or draw my enemy so that I can arrive early to another victory. In this there is great peace and fulfillment. This means there will be yet another celebration!
With this knowledge I can sleep quietly!
Pirate Mike
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What makes a person get confused?
Confusion (from Latin confusĭo, -ōnis, noun of action from confundere "to pour together", also "to confuse") of a pathological degree usually refers to loss of orientation (ability to place oneself correctly in the world by time,[1] location,[1] and/or personal identity[1]) sometimes accompanied by disordered consciousness[1] and often memory (ability to correctly recall previous events or learn new material).
So when things in our life are pored together we have to male things to focus on. The events around us "mix" and we lose track on what's important and see the things that are more "colourful" this colour in our lives gets us to focus on the urgent and not the important. And sometimes the noise in our life takes our concentration away from the one or more ideas that we intended to watch.
Many times I have felt this confusion and many times I have given in to it!
I can remember a pastor saying once, "when you don't know what to do focus in on the things that you KNOW TO DO." many times honing in on the mundane allows our brain the time needed to sort through the mixing of thoughts that created the confusion in the first place.
Emotion at this point is our enemy. It puts focus on the things that were colourful and doesn't let you concentrate on the things you have identified as important. Many times the things that are important are not pretty, or colourful they are just important.
I need to put my blinders on and get at saying, "I don't know," and continuing on the path of focussing on what was important prior to the "bright shiny object" that took my attention of of the prize.
Lesson learned! It really doesn't matter all of the superfluous events that happen to us. We have to be the evangelists of our cause. If we will not take up the sword for our own cause who will fight for us?
The answer is no one! No one will fight our battles for us so when the shooting stars come across our bow we must identify them as such admire their beauty and move on!
My work this week went this way, but I got caught up in the excitement of someone else's battle. That took me away from my own battles!
The trick to becoming successful is acknowledging the battles of others while continuing the good fight!
This separates the generals from the battle field sergeants.
Generals know their are many battles but keep the battle front moving forward, while sergeants get lost in the wins and tragic losses in front of them.
It isn't that you become numb to the losses it is that you don't lose sight of the overall goal to finish the war!
Now I sit and laugh at myself and realize the wasted energy consumed by the battles of others!
Today I put my sword down as o raise my cup. Tomorrow will be a new day with new dragons to slay!
In this I rejoice; as a warrior there is no satisfaction to peace. Only the reward for future conquests and battles not yet fought; but in my mind already won.
Tomorrow I will not pick up my sword but either a pen or brush so that I might clearly paint or draw my enemy so that I can arrive early to another victory. In this there is great peace and fulfillment. This means there will be yet another celebration!
With this knowledge I can sleep quietly!
Pirate Mike
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Location:Mesquite, Texas
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