Monday, September 21, 2009
The Lense
I am starting to look at life through cleaner lenses and its a little scary you see. What I see now was always there the mountains, the walls, the cliffs and the slips and the falls. You see before I looked through dirty lenses. I didn't see these twists and turns, near misses and stalls. I see. I only believed what I could see but now I see what I missed. It was always there I just couldn't see.