decide

What you choose also chooses you.

We__e making our decisions _ or so we think. Yet in truth, ignorance, greed, and the scourge of immediate gratification are often the things that are making them. So if we__e going to truly live well, maybe the first thing we need to decide is who__ deciding.

Indecision is the reluctance or inability to pass a judgment on an issue under consideration. Indecision means you have come to crossroads and you cannot make your mind.

Anything or everything can happen. You determine how good or bad they are

The decisions that take you to your highest points in life are the toughest decisions you'd have to make.

The day we decide to drop the flimsy makeshift scenarios in our cluttered mind and eschew the __lleluias_ of self-importance, life can become genuine, lucid and graceful, like a flow of wellness in the glow of a new morning. ("Words flew away like birds")

Comes the tipping point in life, when we decide to a __top and search_ and our emotional police bring us to a standstill. This allows us to scan all the little details in the spectrum of our being; scour all fuzzy or cryptic elements that are floating around in our mind and restore the fault lines in the cluttered tale of our life. ("The world was somewhere else")

It is true that you can't choose your family, but you can choose your friends. It is also true that you can choose your partner and in doing so, you end up choosing the family you've always wanted.

Decide. What you want? Life full of years or Years full of life. NOW.

The decision of their fates lay elsewhere, and the thought of that alone was utterly terrifying.

God is challenging us and each one of us has to decide to personally take up this challenge

Who really owns the Earth?Corporations? Governments?Charity Organizations?Or...Should it be the people?You decide!

Instinct is all of our humanity being deliberately honest with all of life.

Our best-laid plans are often our worst-made decisions.

The most risky day in the world will be the day the bird will decide to swim and the fish will decide to fly. Stay glued to what you can do.

What we did and who we were are just dregs compared to who we are now and how we act when the sword is coming down.

How does it feel to break a part of you each day and feed to the demons inside the other person in the name of love? How many days will you do that? Have you ever thought about what happens after those demons had enough of you and decide to leave you for the taste of new soul? Look at yourself once, How much of you is remaining for yourself? Will you ever get that part of you back?

She knows her timing, always knows. The time to strike or the time to starve. Her eyes as a clock, she watches she waits she learns, and in the second she blinks, she changes her mind just like that.