Steve Jobs and a Most Inspiring Speech

We have lost a fellow human who was an absolute creative genius. He was a not only a genius, but, also, an individual of unbelievable great wisdom. That is definitely emulated in this awesome speech. It is inspiring and heartfelt. I hope you enjoy...

"Live each day as if it is your last..." part of Steve Job's speech.
Donna

Be Like Alice... Kill the Jabberwock

As I was reading this famous Lewis Carrol poem, I had to post about it. We all have things that become the Bandersnatch or the Jabberwock in our lives. As Alice in Wonderland confronts these two beasts, she doesn't flee from them. She doesn't hide. She looks them square in the face even though, at first, the thought of doing so is terrifying.

There is such a lesson to be learned in this wonderful story. We can allow the Bandersnatch and the Jabberwock in our life to steal joy from us. Or, we can be like Alice and confront them. Tell whatever you are fearing that this is your life and nothing is going to take your joy, your success, your prosperity any longer away from you.

Turn to the Bandersnatch and claim your life back as Alice did. And, don't hesitate any longer: Pick up your sword and slay your Jabberwock so that you can Live in great Joy & Prosperity. You'll  be able to then shout, "O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

Have a beautiful day,
Donna

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:

Long time the manxome foe he sought—

So rested he by the Tumtum tree,

And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.