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“When I was a little girl, everything in the world fell into either of these two categories: wrong or right. Black or white. Now that I am an adult, I have put childish things aside and now I know that some things fall into wrong and some things fall into right. Some things are categorized as black and some things are categorized as white. But most things in the world aren't either! Most things in the world aren't black, aren't white, aren't wrong, aren't right, but most of everything is just different. And now I know that there's nothing wrong with different, and that we can let things be different, we don't have to try and make them black or white, we can just let them be grey. And when I was a child, I thought that God was the God who only saw black and white. Now that I am no longer a child, I can see, that God is the God who can see the black and the white and the grey, too, and He dances on the grey! Grey is okay.” ~ C. JoyBell C.
Is life Half Full or Half empty?
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I am influenced to think this way because I associate pool with mates and beer which equals good times.
You may see cubes... If you look a time at them, you will see some cubes "jumping out" of the pattern...
Whether you see the darkness or the beauty in between,
you realize gods miracles are umpteen
a bright sunrise or a gloomy evening,
luscious fields or bare desert,
an ebullient stream or a frozen river,
the beauty is everywhere
unlock your hearts
let the awe and wonder flow
a judgment free perception is all you need!
This is one of my favorite pictures. Taken on my way to work near a small town, Munford, Alabama. It was the magical time in between summer and winter when this beautiful array of trees starts turning white. This picture was taken in between the blocks of wooden fence.
I was talking to myself in the bathroom, and suddenly my reality lost its structure, shapes and movements lost their meanings, and then I discovered I didn't want to my perception to put me in a useful reality anymore, I didn't want to give shapes a function, I decided to forget forever the content I learned to give to what I see ; my damaged perception lost me in the lines and colors I see, but at least I really see them for themselves, I give them the form I want, and now contemplating the world is like contemplating myself ; destroying my perception was creating my reality, painting my reality, giving to the world the shape of my insanity : destroying my perception was art.
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Most of what you see and think is a lie. When I first read the title of one of John Stepper's blog posts (John is of Working Out Loud book fame, I wasn't sure what I would find. The title, The man singing falsetto in the ladies' room, definitely attracted me to reading his blog post. And when I read it, what I read was not what I expected, which is exactly what John was trying to do with the title of his blog. If you have not read the article, go read it, it is totally worth the 5 minutes it will take you to read it.
In John's blog post, he highlights that most people will make assumptions about the intentions of an action by another person. We take lots of little pieces of information in based on our observations and then fill in the rest with our imagination. Basically, what we do is fill in all the missing pieces. And by filling in the pieces, we often get it wrong.
While it is not possible in all situations, if you catch yourself making assumptions about someone else or guessing what someone is thinking based on their actions, take a step back and try to assess the full story, ask questions and be thoughtful before making a mistake based on false assumptions.
Go read the article, it is worth it and the punchline is awesome.
The complete absence of any reference point, like trees or houses in this picture of the white desert, makes it almost impossible to have any sense of proportion. (Whilst the hills in the background are well above 30 metres high, the black stones in the foreground are pebbles of perhaps 1cm diameter)