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Staring into the mirror looking your self into the eyes is said to be a window to the soul. What do you really see? When you glare into the battered abyss of the emptiness of the sinking quick sand of yesterdays, battles of demons monsters struggles. Do you see the past scars do u see the stitches of self healing, or do you see positive, do you see the end of the rainbow do u see success do you see love do you see past generations do you see your future children do you see anything besides yourself? Perspective is a key word for many many things in life and depending on where your standing is truly the test is the  grass greener on the other side or is just a curiosity of the unknown that draws us  further and further out of the comfort zone we know as the bubble of mental balance we can control. Curiosity killed the cat but with out curiosity are we really living at all. For they say to really know the man is to walk a miles in his shoes but the path during the walk is never thought about  for you strap sandals on a poor man and a rich man they are wearing the same shoes walking the same mile but resource is the key one might walk the  path of least resistance and one might walk the path of thousands and thousands hot coals to reach the same location. For locations can be many things in life it might be a place you want to go physically it might be a place u want to reach emotionally. For we hear all the traditional folklore threw our life and you always think you have felt these to the fullest till u really have the education slapped in the face by life and karma it self,for one of these great sayings is Never judge a book by its cover for the emphasis can be many things but to turn the pages of ones soul is to read the diary of existence you see the vulnerability you see the heart of the matter. For the matter the energy the light of the soul may be as easy to see as a light house on the darken shore or hidden behind walls barriers mountains you must climb to sun bathe in its glory. For all light reflects it just the refection is the prescriptive  of the viewer do you chose to see the light in a fun house mirror a mirror of lies and nothing  or do u dig a bit deeper  do you stare into the worn mirror of truth and see the weary enchantress and breathe new life into her broken wings for  her soar on the winds on an emotional wave of happiness.for time heals all wounds today's  broken wings are tomorrows shields against injustice of humanity for we do learn something new every day just some times you work a little harder for it then others.
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