I run high on these numbers,
They tell what will come
and how the business has been.
I trust them and they give me a reliable picture.
No room for fun or surprise
In the land of data.
Science meets poetry
I run high on these numbers,
They tell what will come
and how the business has been.
I trust them and they give me a reliable picture.
No room for fun or surprise
In the land of data.
What holds me and tries to stop me
Must be behind my back.
I cannot see your face
And fight You
With all my wisdom.
Compassion and kindness,
Fairness and sympathy are my code of ethics
To slalom in life away.
Hard to please, hard to self affirm,
Hard to smile meanwhile.
The letting go
And the waiting
Are a nice new exercise
To learn the art of living.
What was struggle and effort
Is now attention and observation.
Setting new rules for a new game.
I know the theory very well,
What to is best to say
How to stand
And the way to behave.
Theory will give it all to me,
You say,
But it does not feel right.
I will find the theory for me
Looking inside.
Maybe no career, maybe only truth.