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there is a certain blindness... that hides in plain sight... between the things seen... and behind the darkest night... evolution means...not all seeing... blindspots of an imperfect manifestation... they are all around us... people average thirty percent observation... their brain supplies the rest... seventy percent on subjective memory... thirty percent on objective truth... enter insight...beginning what's real... common sense and social empathy... see your self as inward... steps on the tai chi... blown sand

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Date: 11/11/2018 7:28:00 PM
You seem to always have something interesting to say and find some interesting way to say that something you always seem to have.
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Sand Blown
Date: 11/11/2018 11:47:00 PM
thanks Gerald...our eyes double as blind spots
Date: 11/10/2018 3:45:00 PM
Clever poetry, and love the lesson,
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Sand Blown
Date: 11/10/2018 11:04:00 PM
thanks...can't for the life of me remember what the title was about : ) something about the blind
Date: 11/9/2018 7:55:00 AM
enjoyed it
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Sand Blown
Date: 11/9/2018 8:28:00 AM
thank you...it is strange how our eyes dictate to us

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