Mirrors reflect my illusions of myself as I walk down my primrose path. I see reflections of things as I would like them to be. A grand design is formed in my mind and I see magnificent achievements. I want to step through the mirror into the reflection of the illusion. I find that it is better than my own reality. In many ways I hide my shortcomings with false perceptions in order to avoid admitting the truth to myself. So I continue walking in my hall of mirrors and shutting doors to truth, as I live in the land that is favorable to my own liking, A world created by illusions in my mind.