Tag: Motivation

Ambition, Motivation

The About Me Page

Anthony Dixon

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/through-her-eyes-anthony-dixon/1140198332

About the Author

The Book basically tells all about me, after High School I decided not to go on to Higher Education. However, that was not the end my of Education. I must credit this one Teacher for me to be a Lifelong Student. She told me that I should never stop learning, even if I choose not to go to college. Little did she know that she was prodding me to finish the job of Educating my own self. At Seventeen I bought my first Car and the Book on how to Repair it. From there on whatever I wanted to learn, I would buy the book. Over the years I became One of the greatest do D.I.Y. person in the world. I thought myself to fix Appliances, Computers, Roofs, Plumbing, Furnaces and even wiring a Building without burning it down. All through this learning process, my greatest focus was learning about life, how to live it well and make the most of the little time given. My last Doit yourself project was teaching myself to write. With Two Semesters of English Literature I had the Basic Foundation to Teach myself the Fundamentals of Writing. Seven years ago I started a Blog on my own Website, this was the Engine to develop my skills. I gave my first post to a Coworker, they told me that I had Flow, that was all the Encouragement I needed to to push forward. After writing my first Blog I promised myself that each new Blog would be better than the last. Five Hundred Blogs later have brought us to this Book. As far as Work Ethics, every Jobs that I ever had, I tackled them with the same Gusto as my Blogging. Finally, It’s not about Perfection, it’s about bringing the same level of Effort each and every Day. My Mother’s advice, whatever Job that you do, be the very best. While working in Construction, the Project Manager once told a Crew of Twenty Men, ” If Tony only worked Five minutes in an Eight Hour Shift, it’s Quality Time. That’s more than I get from all of you “. I was Humbled. And so with the Efforts I produced with this Book, I am Humbled.

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Ambition, America, Life, Motivation, Parenting And Relationships

Self Reliance

Anthony Dixon

Self Reliance

My last Blog I wrote about a Homeless Woman in her Twenties, I pondered how that was possible. Today I got the Answer watching a young and proud Father Lugging his Five years old Son into a Supermarket pushing a Cart. My Mother told me that I could not wait to walk at Seven Months old. Tumbling down frequently, but never stopped trying until I got it. Believe it or not selfreliance starts that early. Once you’ve got it no one can take it away from you. Selfreliance rivals Self-preservation, they are actually Cousins. At eight years old, my Brother and Two Friends almost killed me. They tried to teach me how to Swim many times, but I just wasn’t grasping it. One Day they invited me to join them in a small Boat to go Fishing. Just about One Hundred yards from the Shore, They shoved me in the Ocean, Forty Feet deep. This was their Foolproof way of getting me to learn how to Swim. After Drinking a Belly full of that Saltwater, I decided that I wasn’t going under again. I started Doggy paddling, then stretched myself out and started Breast Stroking to the Shore.

That was my Ultimate Lesson in Self Reliance and Self-preservation. Still only Eight years old, on that same Beachfront. One Day while fishing from the Shore, I heard a Commotion coming from a Boat half sunken from the weight it was carrying. As the Boat got closer I could see my Friend Lefty paddling with his One remaining Hand. Lefty was the One who taught me how to Fish. While Teaching me how to Fish he told me how he lost his Right Hand. One Day He was fishing, a Fish the same size as the One in the sinking Boat he was paddling towards me begging for help to Moor the Boat. On that Fateful Day when he lost his Arm, he was fishing with a Surf Rod and Hundred pounds Test Line. A Blue Marlin took the Bait and Broke the Rod. Poor Lefty didn’t want to lose Months of good eating. He wrapped the Hundred pounds Test just below the Elbow. In my lifetime I have seen Nine Hundred pounds Marlins. No one knows how big was the Fish that Surgically removed his Forearm Five years earlier. Today was my Day to become a Man. I swam out to the Boat to help Lefty, he threw me the Mooring Rope. I swam back to the Shore and with every Muscle in me, I pulled that Boat carrying a Four Hundred pounds Marlin, till the Bottom was stuck in the Sand.

For my Reward, Lefty gave me a Sixty pounds Slab of Fish that was sold at Twenty Dollars a Pound. That’s a Six Hundred dollars payday for an Eight year old. Not all Boys are Fortunate to live Tom Sawyer’s Life. But robbing them of the right to learn Independence is absolutely wrong. Anyway getting back to that young Father. Teaching your kids to be Lazy also starts that early. To tell the truth, I have seen Nine and Ten years old sitting in the Shopping Cart while their Parents pushed them around the whole Store. On the Kid’s part, that is Lazy and Spoiled rotten. On the Parents part that is Stupid and careless, Knuckling under to some spoiled Child’s whim’s. Can you believe all of this, just to tell you about a Man who was my Neighbor. The Name is Fictitious, however the Man was real. Ever since I moved to Florida, I have noticed an inordinate amount of Grown Men, some as Old as Sixty riding Bicycles as their main means of Transportation.

That usually happens when your License is lifted Permanently, for either DUI or just plain Negligence John was about Fifty years old living with his Spry Seventy years old Mother. Who Owned the House, Bought the Food, paid the bills and bought his Cigarettes. He didn’t Drink, so that told the Story of his Driving Privilege restrictions. He had no Hobbies Craft or Vocation. However he had a Pet Dragon ( a big Lizard) and that is the end of this Blog. She never allowed him to grow up, now she has a Fifty years old Boy on her Hands. Parting Words ” you have to let them stretch their Legs”. Otherwise, they will never stand on their own Two Feet. I have got to tell you Guys, I love writing in this Paradoxical Style…What does it mean if someone is paradoxical?
adjective. If something is paradoxical, it involves two facts or qualities that seem to contradict each other. Some sedatives produce the paradoxical effect of making the person more anxious. (Highs and lows, happy and sad) Synonyms: contradictory, inconsistent, incongruous, ironic. My Mom’s favorite Phrase was ” In Harmony” My favorite Word is incongruous – not in Harmony. I have just completed my First Book, it’s about the forbidden Subject- Racism! In it I am Critical of the Church while Acknowledging God’s Grace. I Lambasted Haters while Praising my White Friends. I Sympathize with the Plight of the Black Man, being One, while kicking him in the Ass for Black on Black Hate and for not Knowing that Africa was once the Greatest of Empires. If that isn’t Paradoxical then the Word doesn’t exist. Now I begin the Journey of finding a Publisher or to Publish it myself on Amazon. I have Two Hundred and Fifty Followers on WordPress and Eight Hundred Fake Friends on Facebook and maybe Twenty Real Ones. That’s a good start for Sharing the Ebook version. Anyway Life is just a Play and we are all just Bit Players. How you play your Role determines who we are.

Parenting And Relationships

Tomorrow is already Here

Anthony Dixon

Tomorrow is already Here

Today I met a young person Twelve Days old, I said hello and wished him well. As I walked away I wondered how will he turn out be. In an earlier Blog I wrote that young Children are like a sheet of blank paper. What is written on it dictates the rest of their life. Meaning whatever that is Taught by their Parents and whatever that is absorbed from their Environment, shapes the rest of their lives. People are so selfish that they don’t recognize that the little person is their responsibility to mold them into their very best. People are so self encrusted. The little people are always the Ones who suffer the most from a bad Relationship, or a bad home Environment. I once had a Conversation with a Two years old who asked me if I was F*****g kidding him. It has always been a preoccupation of mine to Eavesdrop on other People’s conversations since I was Two years old. That is how Children learn by listening to Grown-up people talk. When my kids were young, my wife and I would take our arguments downstairs to the Basement.

Some people exchange blows in front of Infants, not realizing what they are teaching. When I worked for the Resort I confided in a Guest that I wrote Blogs, sometimes about parenting and Relationships. She said I have a Problem that maybe you can help me with. She continued, my four years old loves me dearly. However there are times when he slaps my face repeatedly till it’s red, what should I do? Before I responded I collected my thoughts, if he loved Mommy so dearly, where is this coming from? The only time I ever seen someone getting slapped up, is watching Humphrey or Jimmy roughing someone up. Without being Bold enough to ask her if her Husband ever slapped her, I immediately knew where the Child got that from. Unwittingly his Father was creating a future Woman Beater. I played it off lightly and told her to seek Professional help. Remember the blank sheet of paper? It was filling up Fast with bad Emulations. As I walked away from the Twelve Days Old I wondered who his Parents were.

I wished him well again, hoping that they were Christian minded people who knew that they had a responsibility to fill the Page with Love and Happiness. Not exposing the impressionable Child with their own Bitterness, misery and Hate. I remembered being an Adolescent, watching many of my friends’ Parents who Hated each other, yet they stayed together, for the greater good of the Family. That is not something that I Champion, however it is a commendable gesture. Today people don’t try to mend Fences, they walk in a flash. Like No Doubt said, ” You came up with the Breeze without a warning”. Walking away from the Twelve Days Old I thought about Nikolas Cruz. His Parents separated and Abandoned him to a Family Member. Neither of them had a place for him in their Lives. He grew up in a Meteor Storm of Emotional Turmoil. He acted out at Home and in School. One Day he took his AK-47 to School and killed Seventeen and injured Seventeen. With a little Love and Devotion, that could have been avoided.

Nikolas Cruz
The Face of a clean cut American Kid
Nickolas Cruz

My God, how Incompetent and Neglecting of many of us who call Ourselves Parents. I wrote in my Book that Children Neglected, Feeling Dejected, grow up to be people who commit Hate Crimes. Not only is it important what we write on that blank page, but crumpling it up and tossing it in the garage, sometimes it comes back and starts a Firestorm. I could go on and on about this Subject, but my Followers know that if I can tell a Story with One Sentence, it’s a done Deal. So I leave you with my Favorite Quote, ” As a Tree I bent so shall it grow “.

P.S. Kids Absorbs your Values.

America, Life, Motivation

Big Fish

Anthony Dixon

Big Fish Small Ocean

 

 

 

In the great Waterways of Life it’s a tragic Cycle, Big Fish gobbling up small Fish. Nowhere more prevalent than the Corporate Jungle. I haven’t posted anything in a while, being too busy with Life. Whenever I take a Vacation from writing doesn’t mean that I have developed a case of writer’s block. Most of the time I am just preoccupied with other things. Most of my Blogs are usually about Roads that I have traveled. This One is about One of them. Three years ago I worked for a Resort Giant, It was something quite different. While there I got to meet a lot of people, some nice, some were absolutely Atrocious. That goes for some of the Guests as well as Coworkers and Management. 

I couldn’t go on without mentioning a couple of Individual standout occurrences. My absolute favorite was a little Girl who I wrote a Blog about, with her Parents approval. Jasoul was Nine years old, her Mannerisms were of a matured Adult with style and Grace. The Blog gave credit to her Parents, working class People who had their own Business. Jasoul was an absolute Gem, when her Parents and I communicated, she sat erect and listened adeptly. Even though she was included in the Conversation, she never spoke until it was her turn. The mark of a great Conversationalist and very mature for a nine years old. Most Nine years old fidgets and ask dumb questions when involved in deep Conversations. In the Blog I said that Josoul was destined for great things and her Parents had done a great job in her upbringing. After posting the Blog Siouxi her mother, sent me an Email Lauding me with compliments on the Blog. She said that the Blog made her and her Husband Cried for Joy.

 

 Then I remembered that before I wrote my first Blog, I read a Book on Blogging and what makes a Great Blog. The Author stated that if when you write and what you write don’t stir Emotions, what you write is not worth the Paper it’s written on. The Resort gave me plenty of Subjects to write about. Talking about Big Fish eating small Fish. These Piranhas gave Capitalism and Labor Relations a bad name. They Indoctrinated us to make the Guests feel special so they would return again and again. We sold the Resort with our every interaction with the Guests. Our Day to Day functions weren’t the only things that made the Company lots of Money.

 

 

 

 When it comes to Money big Fish have an Insatiable Appetite. One year the Company made over One Hundred Million Dollars. Christmas came and went without the yearly Bonus that we looked forward to. The reason, Operation cost were too high. Yet the C.E.O. and his Flunkies got Three Figure Bonuses. Did I mention Big Fish. Just Rewards had the last laugh. One year after my forced departure a Whale of an Investment Group bought the Resort. When I got fired for refusing my Boss, I had already given them Two weeks notice and had One week to go. Wrongfully terminated I knew that I had a case, Nonetheless I decided not to Sue. Within a short while later the Buffoon was promoted to C.E.O. months before the Company was sold. It didn’t take the new Owners long to see what I had known all along, he was Inept and a Buffoon. He was promptly fired, the same way he disposed of me. The best part of this Story, the new Owners came with a big Broom. All the Slackers and Freeloaders, either quit or was fired. Keeping it short and sweet, if you enjoy swallowing Guppies, one Day your turn will come to be swallowed.

 

America, Life

Putin says Biden’s ‘killer’ jab reflects U.S. history as Russia recalls ambassador

Anthony Dixon

https://www.nbcnews.com/news/world/russia-recalls-its-ambassador-u-s-after-biden-brands-putin-n1261379

I Love and Respect Joe, I don’t like Putin, however that was bad Taste on Joe’s behalf. We do not need to rekindle the Cold War. I remember growing up, my Biggest Fear was Russia and America Dropping Missiles on each other. The People are always the Ones who Suffer. Lets show the World that we have Grown up Gracefully and are now the Masters of INTELLECTUAL INTELLIGENCE.

Intellectual Intelligence(IQ) EQ- Ability to identify, assess, and control the emotions of oneself, of others, and of groups. IQ – A very general mental capability that, involves the ability to reason, plan, solve problems, think abstractly, comprehend complex ideas, learn quickly and learn from experience. Emotional Intelligence the capacity to be aware of, control, and express one’s emotions, and to handle interpersonal relationships judiciously and empathetically. “emotional intelligence is the key to both personal and professional success”