Our Salary and Our Orgasms...

Two Things that should last long?

We saw this from our parents. And we guess our parents saw it from their parents. I think the first person who worked for money should have better been executed for all the international crime he committed. He should be slaughtered and cut to pieces and then thrown out to lions. 

Money is root of all evil. This is why most of people are poor. They are poor because they want to be good. Does not sound convincing to me. I would say we are poor because we think that we have no other option. Show us some way and we will grab its balls to get out of the insane life that we experience daily. Look at all lottery players, online betting fanatics, gamblers and etc.  

Being poor is not interesting at all. The same things every day. Nothing changes in a poor mans life. I don't even want to talk about his sexual life. There is a Japanese saying "No money, no happiness". I think Japanese people considered  the sexual dysfunctionality of a male when he realizes that he can not sustain his family no more. 

It has always been my passion to compare things to each other and see the unique truth within the comparison. What can be compared to our salary better than our orgasms? Nothing. 

Everybody dreams about a decent orgasm. Well the same goes for a decent salary. Everything done during the act of intercourse serves a end-purpose to reach orgasm. Everything done during working hours serves a purpose to receive that pay-cheque at the end of the month. It is so scary to see people count their days as if they don't matter. They may matter but not like the pay-day. We want time to fly not realizing that it is given to us with limited amounts. 

For an ideal orgasm you need an ideal partner. A partner that you love, desire, want and think about all the time. You can not reach your peak state with someone you hate, dislike, disregard or even avoid. (Some people live with partners that they barely stand. This leads to imitations of orgasms. It is when you sleep with someone but dream about someone else.)

For an ideal salary you need an ideal career. Meaning you got to love what you do and do what you love. Most of us are in jobs that hardly match their dreams.  I guess you can figure out what they feel when they think about their salaries. (I can already hear words such it is better than nothing.)  It is like making love to a woman and saying it is better than nothing. Only few people realize that there are countless options waiting for us to be taken. It is not only one option game. This job is not ordained to you by some early ancestor or relative. It must be your choice when it comes to where you work and who you sleep with. Only this way you reach your potential at its peak. Period. 

When you reach orgasm everything in your body vibrates and you feel so divine. You become numb for a little fraction of a time. When you reach to the ATM you forget about everything you did previously within that month. There is this moment now and nothing else matters. You are blocked away from reality. The reality is that orgasm lasts only a few seconds. The same happens after you get your cash and go away from ATM machine calculating your debts, credit payments, house bills and other stuff that leaves you with a long lasting discomfort.

These two words have so much in common. Salary and Orgasm. Millions of people desire them both but get lousy versions that can never match the real deal. Today we see people that imitate orgasms and we see salaries that imitate money.  

I wish you all a life with no limitations and imitations. A life where 30 days matter. A life where each new day is not a replica but unique with its challenges. A life where you live, not work from 9 to 6 until you die. A life where you are happy because you do not worry about money and a partner to love  anymore.

And remember money is a tool. Any tool in the hands of a good man serves a good cause. (Be it a charity, or gifts to those he loves or be it thoushands of families sustained through his business.)

IT IS TIME TO LIGHT SOME FIRE AGAIN !

I still remember the 31st August of 1996. I was a fourth grader when that miraculous day happened. It was 26th minute of Azerbaijan - Switzerland Football match. (For 1998 World Cup Qualifiers)

Nazim Suleymanov scored and the whole Azerbaijan went wild. So wild that you could easilyhear the roaring thousands all over the cities. That very goal meant a lot for my country. Azeris needed some miracle like this which happened right on time.
Ask anyone who watched the match you will still see energy flowing out of them as they speak.

What makes Problogger.Net stand alone in the viral community?

Once in a decade you get to see a blog which has everything you dream about and drives you crazy because it is not yours. I am so sorry to say that Problogger does not belong to me. On the other hand I am so happy to say that the real founder is Darren Rowse. I have been following his works 6 months already and every time I click on the web I know for sure that I will get my daily doze of blogging ideas.


Problogger.Net is mantra for all beginning blogger who desire the amount of success in their own blogs. I would say this feeling inside has a mixture of tremendous inspiration, jealousy and motivation for all of us.


I look at Darren's Blog and I try to find the secret of his success and I end up swayed by the information I get about almost everything that blogging may presuppose. Imagine Google for Search Freaks.

Now imagine Problogger for Blog Freaks that are also Search Freaks. Imagine a brand that stands alone just like Nike, Coca Cola in the Blog World! And now stop imagining just check out Darren Rowse and his product that is rocking the global market!


Absolutely amazing platform for every class of bloggers. You can be in Africa and still get the benefits of this page.


I personally blog in Baku, Azerbaijan although I write about a man who lives and works oceans away from me. The power of his works needed mentioning in my Dreamer Union Inc blog...because if you are reading this blog post and you have a dream to become successfull blogger who has more than 300.000 readers and nice revenues that can turn your imagination on Darren Rowse is a guy to learn from.


He shares his wisdom with all bloggers and he enjoys every minute of it. If you want to dive into a new cascade of exciting feelings and passion just do it. All you need is just Problogger.net away.


Enjoy!

Baby On Board

This all started when I was born. I opened my eyes and it was light that I saw the first. Comfortable with the previous months of darkness I felt insecurity outside. Darkness had friendly conditioning. It was me and only me. Outside was loud and crowded. I was one of them. I soon realized it was not only about me anymore. I had to adjust.

Sometimes I tried to rebel against them with using my own methods such as crying and irritating. I did not want to give up my status. I did not want to betray my identity. Soon I understood that my body was not strong enough to rebel. So, I decided to be more political. I used my sweetness, cuteness, babyness when I wanted the things done for me. I used my irresistible smile. It was success guaranteed. The funny thing is they did everything for free and without expecting anything in return. Sometimes they amazed me with their patience. I personally would never last with a baby like me. (Always want food, drink, clean clothes, candies and toys)

Years passed my body got more strength and I was getting ready for the rebellion. I already wrote the script for my self-manifestation. After all these years I did not feel the same passion for rebelling. They changed me. They made me different. I was disciplined. I took regular amount of love from them. Sometimes I got overdose of it. They gave so much of love that I finally broke down. I started to give back. It was strange for me. All these years I was the receiver and now it was my turn. It was my turn to be like them.  Like my parents. My mom and dad.

January 7^th 2012. I learned that my wife is expecting a baby. Little copy of me was on its way from darkness to light. From loneliness to parents company. As my thoughts traveled inside my mind I remembered my parents and their love. I felt secure and confident. I felt ready to be just like them. My parents!

I dedicate this little post to them.

Coming back from a Kiev Trip...

When I got into a Windrose plane Idid not have a slight idea about what to expect during my Kiev Trip. Though I suspected some interesting chain of events and people across the city.

The main goal of my trip was to get certified by Elena Sidorenka a well-known Russian trainer who was going to do a master class session for us.

So I hoped to get a good doze of knowledge and some training skills. Meanwhile I planned to get some good scope of the city itself.

My first night in the hotel was amazingly quiet. The next day was just hilarious considering the fact that my room was flooded and I was in shock. After 5 emergency calls I had a priviledge to see a technician in my long gone room. As he started fight with a flooding monster inside the bathroom. I went down stairs to get a new room.

I must admit that front desk team of Lybid Hotel performed in a very professional manner. I got my new room which was better and had a beautiful view from the window.

After all the water action I got to meet Lady Larisa who was to take us to Gorkogo 43 where the training was planned to happen.

She reminded me of Bohemian times lady which gracefully talked and drived. By the way her graceful driving pissed a lot of drivers who honked all the way back. But she ignored them with a dazzling smile in her 50-60 year old face.

Anyways I think the best part of my Kiev Trip happened within the actual training event. Sidorenko hit the home run every day with her tremendous voice tone and training skills that were acquired for years.

I could not stop listening to her mini-sessions and jotting down everything she uttered. She was a genius!

We had couple of extra hours after the training so we had to do silmultanious-multi tasking inside the city.

By the way the whole Ukraine seemed to be exited about European Football Championship 2012 and we heard construction noise all over the place. I loved the Olympic Stadium and how it was designed. I guess it pack about 45.000 fans in it.

In order to be short and brief at the same time I would like to point out some things about Kiev and its people. (5 days are not enough but still will go for it)

Streets are beautiful especially with a combination of classical facade houses and modern business plazas. Roads are wide and dynamic. Drivers are far to ignorant of each other. People are cold when dealing with foreigners but some exceptions are really amazing. Especially Kirilyuk Family which supported us these 5 days. A combination of two energetic young partners (family/business) and experts in child management. (3 kids) they impressed me personally with all their love and working style. I still wonder how they found time to handle everything they had to handle.

Anyways overall Kiev was a great place full with shopping malls, drunk young men swinging around the center, young girls who were all naturally assembled to be a top model and delicious sweets especially cakes...(Definitely suggest to taste)

This trip will leave a positive imprint on my memory and career.

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Your Vision Your Direction!

You heard it before and will hear it after but I am here to testify the truth I discovered in my life. Without specific course of vision we go nowhere. We live to die only. Days just go by not even looking at our face.

So there come these questions. How do we come up with a vision? Where do we get our direction from?

Well in my case I was always aware of all the signs that were put up in front of me. My grandma, my father, my business experience, my military service, my travel experiences...these all led me to my coaching vision. Everywhere I went made me realize that I can express myself in a matter that others can easily understand and take direction from. I was sort of a personal navigator to whom people would come up and ask about help...advice...or opinion...I also realized that I can share my experience with thousands and change their life for better! From that moment on I never stopped and took my course in life as a personal coach who worked one-on-one with people of all variety and age!

I just used to stand in front of mirror and talk to crowds that were not there yet. But recently, I get the crowd, I get people to coach. I get what I always dream about.

The last experience I had was Face to Face Customer Service Training that I conducted at Hyatt Regency Hotel (28-29 february 2012).  

I  covered topics such as "problem customer myth", "objection handling", "asking the right question" and "personal motivation for achieving more" and etc.

The funny thing was I already conducted such trainings in front of our mirror when I was not even employed in Azercell LLC...to be clear I faked myself daily until I made it real time.

I looked at those face that represented banks and insurance companies and thought for a while...what if it is only the beggining. What else can I do with just standing in front of mirror and visualizing the life I dream about. Of course you must study hard and get the prior knowledge but they are not defining your stimulus. They just technically support you. Whereas your emotional fitness to do your thing matters the most. Once you realize it everything becomes much easier.

I also remember how I used to sign napkins and think about importance of my signature. I did it thoushand times until I got to sign certificates that proved eligibility of participation in corporate trainings. This is how you do it! Just like golf players. You swing it thousand times until it becomes reality and you forget which one is real and which one is just practise!

Amazing journey has to be taken in our minds first. Only then we have a plan...we have a "prior experience" to do it again!

I visualized many things in my life and today I have them in real time...life with my beautiful wife...travels overseas...business meetings...my career as a mentor (coach)... success is everywhere! The question is where you stand at any given time?

Do you see your success? Your victory! Your move! Your chance!

Do you see it?

If not just concentrate better and keep on visualizing it until you reach the potential that you can ultimately reach!

Only this way life will be lived to its fullest...

Enjoy your vision and your success!

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Valentine is not happy at all...

When the priest was alive he had some good intentions. Amongs those intentions none did serve as a financial one. Though today picture is 180 degree. Love is what people think about in the last place. Everybody is busy walking around the shopping malls trying to show how much they love "buying gifts to each other". And yes...how much they love each other...

I wonder what our ancestors did when they wanted to show their affection or love to someone. Was it a fancy gift? Was it a hallmark card? Was it glamorous whatever it is? I seriously doubt it. What troubles me today is that it is not enough to say I love you...you have to constantly and sistematically prove it to your women. And they are always glad to have that next proof.

Once when we were hunters...we would go outside hunt and bring meat into our homes. Now we have additional obligations such as bringing the chocolate, flower, parfume and etc...
What if I enter any store on the 15th of February I see something precious and want to buy it for her. I neglect this thought immediately because I must do it on 14th to show that I love her.
Anyways...some curse St. Valentine...some wish blessings for him...but I feel pity for what happened to ideals that he fought and died for...

Now after writing such thing you think I am not going to celebrate this day with my Sweety. You are wrong...I will buy her a flower and her dream phone...I will knock that door and get that kiss....I will prove my love again! I will do it on 14 th of february...because I am 180 just like you!

P.S : Long gone are the days when we crafted some beautiful things and presented them to our girls. Handmade gifts era was cruelly replaced by technologically advanced...glamourized...and fashionized era. Which killed all opponents and get the control of any market on earth.

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