Chinese Bank Robbery

I just loved this story!

During a robbery in Hong Kong, the bank robber shouted to everyone in the bank: “Don’t move. The money belongs to the Government. Your life belongs to you.”

Everyone in the bank laid down quietly. 
This is called “Mind Changing Concept” Changing the conventional way of thinking.
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When a lady lay on the table provocatively, the robber shouted at her:

“Please be civilised! This is a robbery and not a rape!” 

This is called “Being Professional” 
Focus only on what you are trained to do! 

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When the bank robbers returned home, the younger robber (MBA trained) told the older robber (who has only completed Year 6 in primary school):

“Big brother, let’s count how much we got.” 

The older robber rebutted and said:
“You are very stupid. There is so much money it will take us a long time to count. Tonight, the TV news will tell us how much we robbed from the bank!” 

This is called “Experience” 
Nowadays, experience is more important than paper qualifications! 

After the robbers had left, the bank manager told the bank supervisor to call the police quickly. But the supervisor said to him: 
“Wait! Let us take out $10 million from the bank for ourselves and add it to the $70 million that we have previously embezzled from the bank”.

This is called “Swim with the tide” 
Converting an unfavorable situation to your advantage!

The supervisor says: “It will be good if there is a robbery every month.” 
This is called “Changing priority” 

Personal Happiness is more important than your job”.

The next day, the TV news reported that $100 million was taken from the bank. The robbers counted and counted and counted, but they could only count $20 million. 
The robbers were very angry and complained:
“We risked our lives and only took $20 million. The bank manager took $80 million with a snap of his fingers. It looks like it is better to be educated than to be a thief!” 

This is called “Knowledge is worth as much as gold!”
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You might need Dan Mangena…


…and I might need you (one day)

Life is a crazy roundabout of needing each other and it is easy to lose sight sight of the fact that we have no idea what the future holds for us or the people around us.

Many now powerful, influential and indeed rich people around the globe came from nothing, often looked down upon at one time by their peers.

I, although by God’s grace nowhere near my full potential, often stumble upon people who take the general downplay of myself for granted until such time as my neccesity (and ability) are revelaed.

This concept however extends way into many different areas of life; I recall on a trip to Toronto, meeting a young lady who once didn’t look twice and a “shy and sweet boy” named Aubrey – she is now no more than one of millions of Drake fans that would give anything for a night with him.

This isn’t to encourage being nice to people just because you may need them one day. My real concern is that as a society we are forgetting what it means to just be “nice humans”. 

Manipulating those around us for future benfit is just one such cancer the world could do without, along with treating people woth disdain because we feel they hold no value.

Judge a person not by how they treat their peers and those above them, but those who they need nothing from…

I believe humily plays an important part in this, as a quality that keeps us grounded. I personally feel that on reflection remembering that we are all just human and all return to dustone day helps keep me in check… 

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Thank you, but…

It’s raw, verbose, losely structured and keeping up at night with fluid ideas, but it is taking shape. Most importantly taking shape!
A conversation with a dear friend led to the formation of a theory that has this last been been building into a book.

The first draft is coming off razor fast (two chapters today) and I am really enjoyin just how uncofortable it is making me feel about my life and the people I share my energy with.

I hope and pray that this book touches people and adds value and empowerment to their lives. 

For information on how you can be a part of this email dreamers@danielmangena.com

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Good old Saturday’s

  
I just love my Saturday.

I am usually shamelessly sprawled out in my sofa watching shows I should be ashamed of as I eat copious amounts of junk food. 

I award myself one a day of seven where I put aside my tightly managed schedule and eating regime, turn off my mobile and have some me time.

Sunday’s I break the Monday morning blues curse early by getting up weekday early and starting the week early mapping out my income streams, matching my goals and objectives for the week against my monthly, annual and 3, 5 and 10 year plans.

Sunday is an important strateguc day for me. Even if I was out the night before, I get up as a Monday and allow myself time back in bed once all that must be done is done.

Saturday however I play the day by ear. The one constant is that My work phone stays off, I wake up when I wake up and do my best to not get out of bed till noon if I can before heading out catch up with self nourishing acts like getting a nice trim at the barbers or seeing my good friend Kasper for a session of hot cupping and acupuncture.

I check in with friends, catch up on my magazines and do sodoku puzzles and other nerdy pursuits like online chess.

Today I slept in especially late as I was only able to get to sleep about 5am. I am also in West Africa so my chill time was by the beach this evening:

  
After my lovely chillout, I got home especially motivated to get stuff done.

Maybe it was my little life clear out last night.

Maybe just the cool evening breeze that came in ovet the Atlantic.

But I knuckled down and got a lot done and you know what? I feel bloody good about that!

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3am

  
I had a very clear vision when I opened up WordPress to type this. I knew exactly what my “therefore”, my closing sentence was.

It made sense. The image and message were clear.

The nagging call to write this was distracting me from the task at hand – and that in itself was already distracting me from the task at hand… sleeping.

I have gone to pick up my phone to type all sorts of nonesense of late. With my twitter account (for my music based sharing) now tied to the facebook fan page, I tweet a lot less and so the brain farts have no arsehole. (Yes, that was a D.E)

It’s gone 3am here in West Africa where I am currently stationed for some government level stategy development work as well as eyeing some interesting projects for The Mangena Foundation.

Going through a testing stage in my personal life I have been fighting the urge of my inner chimp to act out, and this whole no tweeting stuff has been taking it’s toll. But the disciline, the application of thought to an action before it’s undertaking is good. 

When I do have personal social media (as a whole social media didn’t make it last time) then I coear out “friends” who I don’t interact with. Not having all manner of senseless tweets to delete makes it easier to keep a check on my work/passion related social media at least.

I also do a clean out of my life quite regularly. Of people, my phone (those screen shots of funny pics that you will never look at again), the house, my office space. 

Where were we again? Oh yes! I had been in deep meditaion as I perfomed a clean out of my phonebook (People who aren’t adding to or have any productive role in my life whether it be redundant business or romantic relationships, old numbers for people etc) but half way through the alphabet, I had an urge that I had to do more.

The therefore was much clearer when I started. The vision more succinct on what I had to say, but the essence of it is this:

The most important edit often is that of ourselves

A deep clean of our objectives and the value (if any) that they bring to the world. Our past loves and how we much we love ourselves. A reflection not on the people with whom we have relationships, but what we contribute (or fail to) those relationships. Where we are and most importantly who we are. What we remember and how we will be remembered.

All of these things hit me and I sat here, dimly lit with a notepad and pen, frantically scribbling lists, headings, groups and bullet points.

Yes, we should ruthlessly edit our lives, we have one shot at it and it is our masterpiece aferall. But we are the only constant character in every chapter, let’s make sure that we give ourselves a good look as we work away on our manuscripts.


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Traction

Music isn’t something that I have ever taken seriously, much to the dismay of the various people that I have performed, written or recorded with over the years. A few days ago however I had a random review of my work and this drew some attention to my soundcloud page where I share my music (www.soundcloud.com/eldeem).

Since then there has been an increase in interest in what I do and I even had a short but flattering interview with an online magazine and a few requests for more: http://imoveilive.com/the-cowards-song/

Knowing your purpose and properly apportioning energy is something that I am hot on. Time is not something that you can get back once it has been spent, and not only do we relatively not have all that much of the thing, you really don’t get any means of checking the remaining balance.

Spending time doing what we love is important, yes, but my thought for the day is how easy is it to always balance that with doing what we need?

 

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