Time is the most precious commodity in the universe. It cannot be seen nor touched. No matter how hard you work, you cannot earn time. No matter how wealthy you are, you cannot buy time.
No matter how intelligent you may be, you cannot store or hoard time for future use. Even the brightest minds in Silicon Vallley cannot invent time.
Even the most technologically futuristic AI cannot manufacture it.
Time is the one truly finite resource — though it’s not even a thing at all. Its finiteness is absolute. Not a single millisecond can be added, extended, or reclaimed.
Your most valuable possession is time.
I’ve been doing pro bono consultancy work for several corporations. I’ve even been offered a fee, but no amount can ever equal the time and effort I’ve devoted to helping them.
I’m spending my most valuable resource — my time. Time that I can never take back. It’s not just my ideas or my talent that I’m giving; it’s my time.
This can be a thankless job. At times, I console myself by thinking of it as volunteer work — an act of charity. I know I’m doing something meaningful for hundreds of people: advising, and teaching them how to navigate through the complexities of managing companies, its operations, human resource, regulatory compliances, and financials.
Time is both a friend and an enemy. You can always make more money, but you can never make more time.
Your most valuable commodity is time. Once it’s gone, it’s gone forever.
Old people cannot buy time from young people, even for one million pesos a minute.
Many of our schoolmates, acquaintances, friends, are gone, gone forever. They were younger than Edmund and I, 40, 50, 60.
The simple truth is, getting old is a privilege, not every one is given the chance.
Today’s November 1, other than visiting the cemetery, let’s pray for health and well-being of each other.
Here’s to long life.
