“Self: The Learning Sport”
As Michael Gerber put so well back then,
“It’s like a dojo – in it you will spend
A lot of time; the foe is self, indeed;
So ‘buckle up’ – or ‘mount up on your steed’.”This nears the point when roads diverge again
In summer woods, splits pleasure from the pain;
“That’s not the point – this is the test in time
Of what’s no good, and which fork is sublime.“The level here is that of uncle George
Who was not hired, for he could not deploy
The pain involved when push came to the shove;
For ‘no’ is needed, sometimes showing love.“And that’s the point – no time to theories try;
Like Polieve who reaches for the sky:
Is not informed about how this plays out,
For ‘doctrinaire’ is ‘Lotto-winning’ route.“And that’s the point, the Lotto’s role today
Will ‘Peter’ out; we’ll see how big boys play;
If it bodes well for masters in the game;
Mark Carney wins – life carries on same.“But Stu, relax – this shift in GDP
At global scale is overdue – you’ll see
I have control, My way’s the winner here,
In ‘long-term game’ walk through the storm, no fear.”Okay Holy Spirit thanks for this.
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