Blake started his day contemplating the mysteriousness of the bullshit he tells himself. A week of sadness dawned upon him. His clouded perspective that he wanted to be erased. Everybody wants to be rich but, nobody wants to work for it. Sitting on a dark brown maple chair he is doing nothing but judging the existence of humanity.
Well, there was perspective that was missing for his life that just occurred to him, he reads a lot, but he was never a step closer to his dreams.
He is still not in the game; it is about the execution and the process. His mind dashing between multiple universes. This peculiar idea when he finally internalized in his life changed everything. Thoughts fluttering in an out while he took his daily walk in the nearby forest. The trees breathe life and wisdom into his at the same time. Cool summer air that blew through his hair. He concluded that was the fundamental issue. A man of many ideas, but never brought all of them into reality, the fire sparked within his soul as he did his math homework that the process of getting the answer by combining the knowledge he knew so far and finding more information as he moved all along with a realm of the discipline. Personal growth of magnitudes that he never understood before, it was the fire that got him started. This is moment that he would use to become the warrior and leave the masses behind. The reasons, the mission would consume him, and progress will rise, he would be a king, a king of execution.
When you run the helm of a giant corporation, nobody expects you to be nice, the expect you to be a ruthless, killer of human’s beings that is all about making profit, but they do not realize to even reach this level of power and control, your mind has to be about providing value. Value has to be at the top your mind, they do not understand my life is my customers. I spend every moment trying to bring their dreams into reality, or at the very least make their lives easier, helping enough people, makes my ability to add more increases.
Blake walks outside of his office where he is at the top of a domed building, his room is the only office and his assistant sits right outside, all that isolation you would think that anybody could walk in and make him a target, but the building has so much security if anybody wanted to target him, they will die a thousand times. His intentions are good, but people do not believe this. They mythizes him as killer and monster. There are people that worship him but still nobody understands him. It has been that way since he was a child, he was always miles ahead forgetting how to enjoy himself at times. Everything was part of the plan for him to get to the top. Even when he did not realize this, reflecting on the lessons that occurred which only time revealed in retrospect. Seeming like does actions would be insignificant, but every push adds up. When your mind opens up nobody expects the world to open up. Options and connections are free flowing, and universe seems to put everything in front of your face. Take the raw materials and make something. Progress is created by the people that have a vision for the rest of society. He started by thinking of where he wanted to be.
He closed his eyes and saw acres of open land that will his pillar of power would be the center and around it will be a society akin to a castle community, it is not just a company but an empire that will be an integral part of the world and people will want to be part of the ecosystem, you could start from the bottom, and work yourself to being one of his knights as he called them. To him it was an empire, a royal conquest of removing all the issues with society, the last company and the last order. The global economy. The earth radiating of technology that was sped up due to influx of people that could solve any issue. The training that his people went through before they went onto serve as part of his empire. The aim was mastery and not specialization, computers could do the memorizing.
Seemingly distant from his surroundings the King drifts into the lessons of his path.
