I spent a little time thinking about organizational process flows and corporate structure the other day and realized that although the two are often depicted as being linear and flat, the reality of both is that they are multi-dimensional and often conditioned by a fair degree of uncertainty. The formal models taught in business school …
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In Quondam Days by Gregg Hake He scratched feverishly at the adamantine soil, His new coat of skin heavy, restrictive Beneath binding, sweat-drenched clothing Heart blackened by dolor, vision thus dimmed. His fate sealed by liberty abused Thorns and thistles where milk and honey Once flowed freely in quondam days Chafe his pride and prick …
Womb of Creation by Gregg Hake Squatting in her tent, folds of tired linen Stretch from waist to dirt-strewn ground Hiding erstwhile glories, precious goods of former days Desperate to stem the tide of change she hides Behind masquerade of crimson tide's multiplied sorrows Rebuking deceitfully merciful summons of higher nature Echoing in the garden …
I read a disturbing article recently, one which made me think of the zero-sum game induced by the human tendency to judge others. Wherever judgment prevails, truth will be veiled. Truth be Told by Gregg Hake Aliaksander Barankov exposed their crimes and then ran off To South America no less, 'for his accusers could him …
View from my Balcony by Gregg Hake Undulating grasses, green pond welcoming landing egret. Deer nibbling on grass, ears perked and heads turned toward unfamiliar sounds. Cumulus building, painting sky white and shadowing mountains in blue. Every inch, teeming with life: chirping, creaking, croaking, splashing and dashing, View from my balcony urges me to remembrance …
"All for each and each for all, but only on condition that each works with might and main to so maintain himself as not to be a burden to others." - Theodore Roosevelt These high principles of which we are aware are attainable. They are not an idealistic sham designed to draw men hopelessly up …
Message of Hope by Gregg Hake There I sat in a forest of verdant desolation Nature yet strong, in stark contrast to Man waning in waxing arrogance Entrusted to deliver the message of hope I walked barefooted o'er soft and fragrant soil Rejected by others less thankful as barren Reclined by the quiet rivulet Watching …
Hear Me Well by Gregg Hake Evil spirits, hear me well: You've come to cast your evil spell, But in my house you shan't prevail I've weighed my heart and checked the scale. A feather tipped the 'posing tray My heart is light and pure today You seek my friends, to run them through But …
Life's Spark! by Gregg Hake Life’s spark, flung from truth’s flint Smolders in hearts of men Red glow, dense smoke like dragon’s nostrils Anxious to cast fire on the face of the deep Refining, transmuting the unknown Ashes to ashes, dust to dust High and mighty brought low Singed falsehood strewn about Yet firmly steps …
Eternal Dart by Gregg Hake Muse of science, muse of art Catching life’s eternal dart As optimism springs anew Novelty doth life imbue.
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