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The essence of sight is not totally lost in the moment when a mere moment of objectivity is seen, felt, or experienced through my eyes which in turn brings forth the need for justice to be seen, felt, or more so experienced. It is never a crime to see one thing twice, it’s just makes it twice as nice. The first through my eyes, serves as a reason for it to be seen the second time through your eyes. Without a profound reason to see, the need for sight would never exist to let the existing reason be meaningful. You have to see through my eyes as it offers a comforting reason to ensure that the journey is taken on the road not often taken. It’s not enough for you to validate or guess a person’s experience until the color of your eyeballs matches the sincerity in theirs. This concludes the art of seeing, as it is always an Art.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 12:49 AM UTC
The Art of Seeing.
Stay clear of the green that longs to take over the blue area, it represents what should not be forgetting that what would be is also in existence. The need to understand overshadows the requirements for a person’s sanity. Insanity probes, forges and let’s go but does it stop in the midst? In the midst, it grows and reproduces but also, can be lost in the midst of a deep gaze. The deep gaze is that that let’s us go on in the midst of it all. In the midst of blue, so many things happen but one thing is constant jealousy would always be green and blue peace and tranquility.
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Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC
In the Midst of the Blue
The untold existence of a situation welcomes in the fact of a happening. It creates a movement of waves that direct you towards the right place. The story of you is told in the midst of the forgotten love that you have for you or someone else. I created you out of something, No, an Ideology that was mine. The silence you experience is born out of the zeal that was born either out of your experience or just how you were made. I love the story of you because it is an opening to the story of me. Although the story of me is not meant to be told BUT I tell it in relation to the story of you.
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Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 6:31 AM UTC
The Story of You