When those of various ethnicities are together in a crisis, all attention on the “race” hits the finish line.
Blame is the denial of one’s own possibility and the assurance of one’s own misery.
It is our upbringing that gives us our point of view. It is the choices we make today that make us who we are.
To hold back tears is a crying shame.
The gap of time when you open your eyes in the morning and step out of bed is a time of critical decision – to decide what kind of day you will have, who you will be in it, what you will derive from it, and what you will give to it. That’s a day worth getting out of bed for.
Too much TV is death to life. Makes me wonder, is it us dying inside to watch more television or is it more “television watching us die inside?”
One Liners by Dean Del Sesto. Copyright 2015
