I once came across the movie "They live." The issue of putting on sunglasses to see people's true faces made me think about the idea of: what happens if we sometimes cover our eyes to truly see ourselves from within...

I have come this far, overflowing, after seeing the incandescent lights of verisimilitude, my eyes becoming dazed from being open so much. I close them to escape the hypnotizing simulated glow and find natural light.

In the light will be the times that I was wrong, the times that I was without being, the times that I hurt, the times that I did not listen to my intuition because I got lost in other voices that passed by. The ashes will be the fertilizer for the cocoon that will bloom over time and then my body will make cohesion with my being, being trusting, being sensitive, being strong, being that recognizes, accepts, (is) listened to.

I allow myself to close to return wiser, more aware.