We Choose Our Reality?

C Chuy Amante
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Two men, a luxury apartment they rented ones demeanor looked up and gazed, always amazed, rarely vented. The other tended to always look down, always saw the mud, lived with a frown. Happiest was he that was totally blind, the things he heard and smelled, he did not mind. The other had eyes and judge he did, all was imperfect, miserable and quite insipid. One day Mr. Happy, as blind as a bat, was enjoying his beach condo imagine that! The sounds of the wind, the roar of the sea, noise from the gulls boat motors, and bumping hulls! He sat in his condo right by the water, so much to appreciate, some much to ponder! A blessed day by the sea smells, sounds, in all its glory! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Abruptly there was a loud door slam, Mr. Grumpy showed up, and yelled God**** He slammed the windows shut in a very big hurry, What was going on, why all the fury? He yelled at Mr. Happy and declared the day crappy! 'Those foreign invaders, making too much noise, take your lawn mowers and implements, you stinky boys. How dare you make all that racket and dust, leave us the heck alone, leave NOW, you must' Shocked was Mr. Happy who had been at the beach, blind to Mr. Grumpy's world PERSPECTIVE BELONGS TO EACH! Here we are on this big planet alone? Choosing the reality we want to own. WAKE UP and claim YOUR reality today, for that is what you'll have your entire earth stay.

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