Friday, August 15, 2014

Blind Man

If life is a reflection what side of the mirror do we own?
Through the looking glass they say is where the answers always lay.
Yet if the outside is really the inside and the inside is the out then through the looking glass is where you stand when you look about.
Pondering, quandering, the meaning of it all .
What if that mirror should have a little fall?
Take away the view point.
Mix it up a bit.
Shake away solidity, see what really fits.
Your reality is a fallacy. Sane thought just emotion but emotion is empathy hiding behind devotion.
What if there was no fear?
No one left to feel alone because all that separates is dissolved, gone.
Man is not the essence of the skin  which they are in but the skin is what separates man from the win.
Shake up that looking glass, break down the wall, see life as a blind man or accept you see nothing at all.

~from the wind once again~
R.m 2014

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