Something To Consider

In these days of importance concerning appearance, shouldn’t our inner appearance carry more appeal?

In short, to discover if true beauty lies within the heart and soul, we can spend a day acting like we have neither and see who we attract.

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Quote for … life?

Leaves bear the seasons as we bear life. Yet they remain true to themselves, even sharing beauty as they pass into forever, imprinting their colors into our hearts and souls.

Let not foul words or deeds, especially words not meant to harm, alter your colors.

For when we blame something or someone for our lot in life, we make excuses. It’s how we react to outside forces that define us, not outside forces.

 

Why We Write

Recently, someone on a writing site I belong to posed this question: Why do you write? This is my answer:

I write (what I consider to be) literary mixed with genre (upmarket). The themes among them so far are perspective, perspective, and perspective. Why? Because too many people these days (myself included at times) lack it to the nth degree. I like to put the proverbial shoe on the other foot; I like to make people think; I like to hope my writing is eventually published, if for no other reason than to give both sides of my character’s–and their protagonist’s–stories.

In today’s volatile environment (yes, I left out the “P” word): wouldn’t it be great if those on the far sides of each argument remembered each other’s humanity rather than focusing on why they hate each other?

Hey, I can still wish.

I Certainly Hope So.

We must live within them from time to time. Clouded mist and gray skies. But then emerges blue-sky dreams filled with hope. Hope tugs our hearts and souls on ghost threads tangible as steel and delicate as ether. Strong as any weapon while fragile as love’s fading kiss. How strong are your hopes? And how weak? And do you hope at all? I certainly hope so.

And so should you.

But Who Fears.

I saw him staring into the face of someone he never knew

or had no interest in knowing. With his hard eyes he taunted

threatened, and with the tight line of his lips he refused communication.

The facts were there, but he chose to look

away.

The truth was within him, but he would not hear.

The small, still voice begged to be heard

the face of honesty and honor wished to be seen

but fear of what is within blinds those assuming they see all.

Is it already too late? Does hate reign?

Does choosing to separate and divide, looking the other way rather than at one’s self

doom  all?

But who fears … but who fears.

Quotes for the Week

Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude, what else is there?

When ears hear, but do not process, they are deaf. When eyes look, but do not see, they are blind.

Life is a fairly simple challenge. Live and let live, respect each other, and for peace and harmony, don’t break the law. If we do the first two, the third takes care of itself.

When perspective is a scarce as it is, it’s too bad we can’t swap bodies for a while.

When ego drives a person, honesty is not within them.

When the desire to improve one’s self is left behind for the desire for personal gain, all is definitely lost.

Quotes for the week

The scales of justice are empty for a reason, and it’s not so anyone can load one side with assumptions.

Perspective is not judging a person or situation before knowing a person or situation. And it works both ways.

If you think you know what happened because you saw it on the internet, with no other facts to back it up, you don’t.

It’s strange that so many judge before knowing, yet they expect others to not do so with them.

Instead of Scales, Lady Justice should be holding a lie detector. Assumptions are being believed before truth has a chance.

A leader listens to both sides, acquiring all knowledge before reacting, for to do otherwise defines him, or her, as an instigator.

Intent

We never knew

or saw.

He’d been here

smiling, laughing

acting as if he were one of us.

Imaginations failed.

Faith in humanity tripped the wire to our

demise.

How could he?

How could another on this wonderful place and planet

which we call home

have such

Intent?

Intent has no finite definition. It

takes many forms.

And is what we must be vigilant against.

For when

Intent such as his lies in the minds of others,

no matter

who,

Intent is the worst weapon

imaginable.

More so than any

Thing

ever conceived.