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Reflections Reflecting upon – it is a dangerous game for one to play for it leads to flawed judgements – unreasonable expectations for expectations are seldom realizes or met by others. Expectations are difficult to live up to, by others or by ones self. Images projected, those reflections are often built upon fantasies, illusions, delusions that distort or blind the perceiver to a reality. Personal history is just that – personal – and not a measuring stick by which to quantify, see, judge, to comprehend what is here and now nor is it the mirror by which to bring forward – into the future. Judge not but by that which is in the moment – the here and now. Yesterday is history, it’s past, not the story upon which to create – today. Today is all we have !, yesterday is gone !, - tomorrow is promised to no one ! B. J. “A” 2 January 12th 2007

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