At the most basic emergence , all is not what it seems.
Just as a glittering particle in the blue may blind, it also transfers life.
Just as a glittering particle in the blue may blind, upon action to remove ourselves…we begin to have the capacity to observe again. To reverse the cycle of deterioration which we had created.
So we as humans are. We are unsighted at times, to elements we invariably see. We pose and we stare, recoiling …yet still remaining in the same environment. We repeat the same cycles until we are so transfixed by the light, we ultimately go blind. We fail to reason that within a few steps, perhaps even within just one step…you can change all that has transpired. One step, infinitesimal in form.
This inability to be able to sense within ourselves, to see that surrogate paths exist…can be to our eventual impairment. We devise our own blindness because of a sun that simply exists and has endured the time. It maintains its place. It is within its own reason.
We feel within our blood, just how afflictive this position is…to relish in the plight of pain. The masochistic tendency of humans to wallow in their own temporary blindness. This blood memory reminds us with its burn…that perchance we should shift. That perchance it is only a sum in time, before the pain completely consumes us. Yet still we ignore these intrinsic devices, created by the womb of the earth.
We as humans are given the most powerful design, the notion of choice. The subsequent steps may not be what they seem. Yet, if we simply stay still. We may not realize that ultimately, we shall become blind from the numbness of staring at the sun in all its grandeur.
Never regret thy fall,
O Icarus of the fearless flight
For the greatest tragedy of them all
Is never to feel the burning light.
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