Wednesday, May 24, 2017
I always assume, of another person, that we have vastly more that we agree upon than that on which we disagree.
That the past teaches us lessons that are appropriate to today.
That learning another language is gaining perspective.
And joining another culture is becoming a person.
A better person.
A kinder person.
A gentler, wiser, nobler person.
When we jump to conclusions we jump right over the truth. And fall into a bed of lies.
And when I look into your eyes, friend, and wish to discuss our differences. I always feel that you and I, friend, both want the same things. At heart, at home, at hearth. There we can come together.
We are more alike than we shall ever know.
We are more the same than petty differences will ever show.
Now. Let's talk. Friend.