We are living in the times of technology. Which has gained us leaps & bounds in the way of information and access to EVERYTHING!

But this is by far not without casualties of reality.

Today there are more influences of what one wants than what one actually needs.

Nowadays perhaps there are more single people because they are forever looking online, facebooking, tweeting, instagramming and so on and so on …. Giving the idea that there is something better, shinier, and more exciting elsewhere.

This has an incredible impact on how reality is handled. Although it is not a bad idea to open your mind and explore the possibilities of furthering an education, learning about different cultures, or even checking out the current trends of life….

But to ignore the reality of what is actually within arms reach and disregard the daily tasks of living is a real disconnect.

Social media has a few married couples starting to think that they settled too soon, younger folks think social media is their next ticket to fast stardom, not to mention THE THIRST!!!! This encompasses a variety of people looking for anything and everything to feed the want to be seen, loved, acknowledged, validated, etc, etc, etc…..

Technology has become the be all to end all. Without it, we learned patience and diligence. With it we have convenience and instant gratification.

I’m not saying I’m not a fan because I surely appreciate living in an age where anything is available at the touch of a button but it is not without revelation that connecting through a mainframe will never be the same as connecting with one another in real-time with real life through real experiences.

When a friend went on to tell me how they were so caught up in Candy Crush that they almost got fired, I thought, DANG! When is too much, too much?! Another person told a story about their neighbor that hadn’t tended to their yard in months but is always sitting on their porch with a lap top… And the catalyst for this blog entry was when someone was telling me about how they would rather just buy their kids ipads & all that instead of helping them with homework or dealing with having to entertain them.

Connections to technology have really made it far too easy for a disconnection from reality.

With that being said, I’m logging off and going outside to play!

Shake a hand, give a hug, go and talk FACE to FACE with someone.

*cue Soul II Soul* …

back to life back to the present time
back from a fantasy
tell me now take the initiative
ill leave it in your hands until your ready

Oprah Winfrey, who has used her success as a talk show host and media entrepreneur to promote education, civic engagement, and charitable works, addresses graduates at Harvard’s 362nd Commencement on May 30, 2013 at Tercentenary Theatre.

Warren Buffett lends his voice to an animated series, Secret Millionaires Club, aimed at helping young people understand money, and develop healthy habits from a young age. And guess what, it can help full grown Moguls too The series also features the voices of Jay-Z and Shaquille O’Neal. The Berkshire Hathaway Chairman also ran down a little Money 101 in a recent interview where he discussed the project. Click the image for more..

Music is an integral part of our society. Nearly everyone is enthusiastic about a particular genre, singer, band, or composer. As an individual you will have your picks, but do you really know how to listen to music? Are you able to appreciate and hear the many wonderful offerings that the world has to offer? When the symphony comes to town, do you buy tickets? When was the last time you saw a musical, or an opera for that matter? Bottom line is…Moguls should be cultured, open minded, and versatile in order to take advantage of all the opportunities life has to offer. The following rule will help you to intellectualize your musical experience a bit, but also add some enjoyment to old favorites you’ve listened to a million times. The rule is simply:

Listen to every voice as if it were an instrument, and listen to every instrument as if it were a voice.

You can enhance this by closing your eyes, purchasing a good set of headphones, and sometimes by just turning up the volume. Now, this may not enhance your journey through 50 Cent’s Greatest Hits…but I guarantee it will shed a new perspective on those old Motown hits that feature full symphony orchestras in the  back ground, listening to a song in another language, or trying to digest those old jazz standards that always seemed to put you to sleep. Give it a shot and let me know how it goes. In the meantime…continue Your Mogul Education.

The idea of “The Right One” is something that floats through everyone’s mind; from the single, to the involved…and even the unhappily married. From the time we are born we begin to formulate a recipe for that One person that we think will curb our appetite for all others. Over time, we narrow down the list of ingredients, learn to better chefs, and of course…conduct the taste tests At this time of year, resolutions regarding relationships abound in every language, on every continent, so I figured we’d start our year with a little wisdom from Brother Bob on the issue…

Enjoy,

I.B.Edubl

December 25: Chris Brown and Rihanna watch the Lakers take on the Knicks at the Staples Center in Los Angeles

To all you male bashers out there, obviously Ri Ri has made her decision, so don’t make it for her and leave my boy Breezy alone!!!!

In no way do i agree with the violence that transpired between these two, but every relationship has its issues, and apparently there is mad love between these two.

wish em the best.

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The Mathematics of Beauty

The Fibonacci Sequence is a sequence of numbers where each number is the sum of the previous two—i.e., 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34…and so on to infinity. The ratio of one number to the next is approximately 1.61803, which is called “phi”, or the Golden Ratio. It’s not a magical mathematical equation of the universe, but it definitely reflects natural, aesthetically b

Body language affects how others see us, but it may also change how we see ourselves. Social psychologist Amy Cuddy shows how “power posing” — standing in a posture of confidence, even when we don’t feel confident — can affect testosterone and cortisol levels in the brain, and might even have an impact on our chances for success.

Have you ever been to an art museum and saw a beautiful statue or painting that was just too perfect? The lines, colors, shapes, vibe etc. seemed to be an extension from God himself. However, nothing seems to be what you remembered. That same statue/painting that seemed so gorgeous before, upon further inspection was not all it was cracked up to be. Those vibrant colors suddenly seem to be faded. The sharp shapes and lines are now dull and broken. That Sistine Chapel was nothing more than a graffitied up corner store wall.

Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans…..

I met this goddess back in high school. For me she was Denise Huxtable live and in memorex. Her face, voice, scent, walk, dress, style were like Beethoven for the soul. I loved everything there was about her. Her being was not only a sight to behold, but thoughts of her painted my brain even when her presence was absent. Beauty in motion.

We spent the spring of our teenage years learning the ins and outs of love. I had to be around 14 and she was 13. I can recall letter after letter from her sprayed with whatever scent she had at the time. And in return, I sent her some of my finest poetry. Shit, we were Will and Jada before Will and Jada.

From the first day we met, I felt I was made to love her. But as we all know, all good things must pass away. Lessons have to be learned and hearts have to be broken. It doesn’t matter if it is the First Love, in fact love loves when it is the first love; it helps the heart break more brittle. The goddess was no different. The spring of our romance soon hit the dead of winter and the love I once knew was nothing more than a fleeing memory. Live turned completely memorex and we were no more.

I can’t recall exactly how we broke up. In fact in retrospect it isn’t even important for this story. I’m sure it had something to do with a love turning into an infatuation which drifted to has been. I met more goddesses and I am positive she met more gods. The recess of our love came to an end as the bell rung for us to leave the playground. We both went on and did our thing, but deep inside I kept a corner of my heart filled with her memory. Not in a way the way that a door was open for her return, that year ran it’s course of seasons. But rather in a “I wonder how she is doing?” way. Weeks turned to months, than came years. And my goddess became a distant warm Indian Summer recollection as I moved through the seasons of my life.

One summer day years later I pulled into a spot that I liked to frequent for wings and beer with a few friends. As I sat there eating the 20th wing I caught a glimpse of a familiar face. This face had the look of better days long gone. You know that look people have when life has treated them pretty bad. When fun recess’ games turned into job’s sweat and tears… she had that look. I thought to myself, who is she? Where did I meet her? Was it an old college friend? Did we once work together? Maybe she lived down the street in the old neighborhood? Whatever it was I remembered the younger version of the face. Then our eyes met. And at once the goddess reappeared in my presence. Except now that beautiful brown face looked old and tattered. Her once bright eyes now had a red tint to them. Her hair which once was long and black now had little to no hang time to it. Life happened to her, and it gave a damn about whatever plans she had.

I made my way over to her to exchange a few words. Not sure what the conversation consisted of, but somewhere during that brief catch up she told me how she now had 4 kids and from her looks and ringless finger I assumed she was in it by herself. I didn’t ask, because frankly I didn’t care. My goddess I once loved had returned to me like an Egyptian statue that had been ruined by countless invasions. The work of art was now nothing more than a cheap replica.

Just as quick as the years flew by since we had last saw each other, I pushed away from the table she sat at. I returned to my wings and beer, and she left the bar to return to life as she knew it. I never saw her again after that night. She hasn’t popped up in my Facebook world, and I’m not catching her Tweets. But even though her homecoming queen days are as distant as her golden Born Day, I still remember her. Not as she is now, but as the Beauty she was during the spring of my life.

Sweater under leather, tryna tell her it’s cold game
That don’t mean it won’t change
Seasons

So you wanna rock a tie, but you don’t wanna rock a tie. Well then it sounds like what you need is a pocket square Playboy! The pocket square is the staple of every man’s wardrobe that will NEVER go out of style. Sure right now it is enjoying a comeback of sorts for the masses. But real men understand the pocket square never went anywhere.

See the pocket square can add a little color to any suit or blazer, serving the same purpose as a tie. However, unlike a tie, the pocket square won’t have you feeling all boxed up. Your collar can still be unbuttoned, but with the help of your trusty pocket square you will still be ten steps ahead of the average. And Moguls, we are not average.

Do yourself a solid a cop a pocket square this fall.