Perceptual


 What’s in the hand? the fingers are not equal..
What's in the eyes? as we see things as we are for what they are..
practice seeing yourself in others..

to have two eyes is a cause for pride but to have one eye is better than to have none..

The mind is never of one but for ONE..perspective craves for bias..

the lenses are closer than they appear..as of seeing the bigger  picture from the same lens..

listen and laugh at s/he, rethink and laugh at others, then slowly laugh at yourself...

we won't fear it until we understand it, and we won't understand it until we've used it..

If you didn't see it, then it never happened..but for what we hear?

For an action calls for reaction, circumstances the mode for consequences...

ice feels wet, heat feels sweat..so cold that it burns…

every eye on them profits, people do what they do to get rewarded…

opportunity knock once, until you become the opportunity...

for a bird of the air may carry your voice, and a bird in flight may tell the matter...

capacity to treat one as such..to thinking we are right rather principality..

 

Nature versus nurture, superficial differences..of reasonable rate..

Same facts, different stories, different impact, of limitless diversity..don't take things personally..

everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see..

nobody knows who you are but everybody tend to know who you are..maybe hiding is a show..

we speak differently and guard what we say to someone we don't know..the blind see differently..

of hidden motive as of the arteria motive..the good reason and the real reason..

whatever we see in others exists in you..all my critical talk was a poor reflection on my own character..

life is an echo, what goes around, come around..for your turn will come, there time for everything...

nationality harm nature..the victim and the collateral reasons to trust…

confrontation is to understand the dreadful consequences..error is cast down when men seek truth..

no one wins when family feuds..children are stronger than we think they are..…

follow your hyperthetical..we grieve because our love persevere…

we are the people we've been waiting for..lines between reality and fantancy...


Do not be wise in your own opinion, be of the same mind to one another..

what we hear affects our thoughts just as much as we see..

of opinion concerns as of constructive criticism..the illuition of knowledge..

reason is the foundation of knowledge..knowledge is of the life experience..

 What an old man sees while sitting down, a young man couldn't even if he climbs a tree..

ain't tattoos, these are scars..proof is in the progress, time is the real marker of marker of the progress…

Half glass empty, half glass full..attitude ain't natural, if I'm rude its you..

abuse can be a joke not taken literally..maybe hiding is a show..

Whoever counted you out can't count..teeth do not see poverty, the invisibility of poverty...

not everything that counts can be counted..not everything that is counted truly counts...

producing what we don't consume and consumes what we don't produce...

it’s sometimes never that serious..just swimming along the current...

getting out of the hood without leaving..we don't have problems, just puzzles we need to solve...

the perspective in respect respects..the date update..

 

Perception is reality, life is of opinion..we devout devout to that which we understand..

the version of a good time, as the version of making it..time as the real marker of progress..

counter quotations by putting it into the correct context..a dispute over doubtful things receive opinions..

not all heroes wear caps, doctors wear courts, graduates wear gowns..do not meet your heroes..

the experts sees few possibilities yet the beginners as armatures sees many..

if anything can go wrong, it will..the trendsetter mindset…

working around 'your' irresponsibility while holding up 'my' content priorities…

we appreciate success where we played a role for we contribute to belong...

opportunity knock once, opportunity looks for the genuine...

we only make sense when we are without common..without peer...

stories never end..two sides and of respective dimensions…

watched by all, touched by legends..the attention intensions.

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