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Ayers Rock/Uluru is a mountain in the middle of the Australian continent belonging to World heritage of the UNESCO. Even experienced globetrotters consider this place as exceptional because of its beauty, but also because of its vibes linked to its importance for the indigenous people. In this enormous desert of the huge Northern Territory, a vacation resort with its own airport and not even a thousand employees cater to tourist from all over the world. The closest town is at a distance of 440 km, and there is only one connecting road. From Sydney, a jet takes more than four hours to get here so that even many Australians know their famous landmark only from photographies or films.

In the tradition of the other books of this series, all facts, independent whether they are geographic, cultural, or business-related, are absolutely correct. The same way as in the other books, the persons described here are all one-hundred percent invented. Any resemblance with living or deceased persons would consequently be a pure hazard.

However, in contrast with the other books, the finance subjects are pushed in the background of this fiction. They are dominated by an untypical, irrational environment with behavior patterns which are hard to explain. Instead of being in a world of measurable results, balance sheets, and factual planning, we find ourselves in an irrational set-up where not even time doesn’t play the usual role. Certain phenomena described here are outside our usual way of thinking.

A special thank-you goes to the Aborigines. Their way of thinking is hard to follow from our perspective and culture. It took a film in the special Australian station reserved for the indigenes to offer me an access to their approach to live.

When watching a film about the Australia of the many local tribes, I managed to comprehend more than in reading many clever books. The first thing that hit me: From start to the end, there was no commentary at all. Forty-five minutes with no music and no word, and still, the message was brutally clear: If you do not understand this, you won’t need explanations! What contempt of our rationalizing world!

The film only consists of outstanding shots of valleys, animals, and vegetation. The only action shows a father who wanders through this beautiful landscape, from time-to-time pointing out certain places or plants to his son. If you watch the film several times, you can survive in this deserted Australian environment, I am sure! Also, the silent meta-message was crying out loud: We only live to enable our children to survive.

What a contrast towards the typical nature films from the US or Europe with their schmaltzy closures! So, this film initiated the following book. Still understanding only very little of their thinking, the Aborigines may forgive my interpretations! Living ten thousands of years apart, I did my best!

Geneva, December of 2015

Larry B. Ritter