Why do we think we can get into the heads of other people and interpret how they feel, what they think, and how they should act? Life is too short for us to busy ourselves with throwing projectiles into other people’s path. Death beckons one and all, we know not when. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
People’s character, like a book, are wide open, what you see is what they are. We can only change ourselves. Believing we can change others is futile. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
The present is a gift meted out to each of us. We can use it to make this world a better place for all living entities or we can choose to be a destructive force. The choice is ours to make. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
We have to remember and not forget all the trials we have borne. Forgetfulness is the gateway to damnation and tribulation. If we don’t remember we will be condemned to the pit of hell on this earth and be forever haunted by ghosts. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
The most stinging betrayal is the one inflicted on self. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
Delay is destructive . Time doesn’t suspend, like the train it keeps moving on. We must keep on tract lest our plans deconstruct. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
There is no higher hierarchy, we all have a right to all the resources of this Earth. All beings have a right to equal coexistence here. We came with nothing and we will leave with nothing. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
We tend to treat life as if it’s a marketplace. Bartering of our body, our money, and our character we believe is fair game if we can get the love and attention from some else in return. There is no need for bartering, we are all we will ever need. Love is who we are […]
We each have a story to tell and it is our prerogative as to whether we want to share it. No one else has the power to tell our story. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
Our beliefs dictates our relationship with others. What we do and say is who we are, there is no place to hide from our machinations. © Norma Bobb-Semple 2021
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