The past is a strange and foreign place

Long before I had the wherewithal of present sense I wrote some stuff that looking back express the fear and angst I had before I found that reason is a present sense we share intent. Before I knew that flow is what the ancients called Aether that connects the all of us with everything else.

When we look into a mirror we see only what we want to see. That which hurt us, shame us, and that which we fear stay hidden.

When we look into the eyes of another, we can often see an image of ourselves if we look closely enough. Then we see ourselves reflected with understanding. A persons eyes does not reflect your total being, but only that part which holds true for that person.

This is one of the truths of life: You are as you are perceived, and your world is as you perceive it to be.

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