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Eyes

Just something I randomly thought of :)
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We have two eyes. Here's how this work: let's pretend to every person, the left eye is the brain and the right eye is the soul.

This is how most of us have been living: We either use the left eye or the right eye.

Say, you use the left eye. The brain. Your whole life has been a master plan which you spend every waking minute to calculate and planning in order to achieve your goal. It works, in a way. Your eye looks straight forward, while others' look up to you. But you rarely smile, then forget the true meaning of happiness, or sadly mistaken it to something less. Still, you didn't know.

And you, you see with your right one, window of the soul. You always look into life with a carefree attitude. You can find fun in every corner, specialize in that, even. But then, what good is having fun around you if one never dive into it? So you dive, and have a heck of a swim. But you swim in circle, which is why you never saw the open to the vast blue sea which makes your little swimming pool a raindrop. All because the right eyes never care to look straight. Still, you didn't know.

But then, one day, the wind carries a speck. A tiny little speck that none of you ever thought of in your years of living. But now you do, because it flew into your opening eye. It hurts, so your eye closes. But you're afraid of darkness, as everyone does, so the other must open. And the world changes.

The left eye had always been clear. It showed things in sharp details, motions crisp and smooth. More importantly, it opened wide and ahead. But MOST importantly, the colors were dim, grayish, exactly the same. Right eye, it blurs the pain you never wanted to see and zooms in on the little things that makes you smile. The color were vivid. Life is a painting of God, with joy bursting in every stroke.

Right eye had always given you the small things that make you happy. Or so you thought. But now, opening the left eye is like being showed to the life where others take hold. Swimming in circle, you realized, is the pitiful least you could do. Butterfly stroke, breaststroke, fin-swimming,.. why hadn't you seen that before? Why had you chosen the one style the never got you anywhere? The others, they lead forward, forward to a more promising life.

Whichever eye you're seeing with then, the question is common: How could I had been so blind?

And so you decided to continue on with this one opens, and the other closes.

But is that a good call? Had you really been blind? Once, you thought that old eye was the perfect match for you, just what you needed. And apparently, now someone else thinks the same. So, which eye is really "the eye"?

This takes a third eye to see.

Fun facts: The left eye isn't just the brain, it also represents career. And the right eye? Not always the soul, but also love and family. So, career and love. To two toughest but most desirable things in life. Which is really better?

Career. You can never go wrong with that.
Or can't you? The third eye saw clearly how you wasted your youth. How you throw away affections people gave you. How you would do anything to get to where you wanted. How you're always calculating the best move for YOURSELF. But life has never been about just you. And once, finally, you reach the top, you suddenly realize no one is around. A wide, vast space once a dream now a painful joke about how lonely you are.

So then, love. Must be it.
But is it, really? Sure, you feel happy. But the third eye saw, you are like an air balloon, except you never threw away sandbags. Which is why you're never airborne. You never realized that. The heat is on, but so are the sandbags, and forever they chain you to the earth. And until the heat has almost gone, you suddenly see that clear blue sky is too far away. No matter how hurry you are now, that hope-full sky is out of reach and forever a dream on sunny days. And you pity yourself on how little you made your life became.

The speck is still in your other eye. What if you open it? Oh no. Why would you? It would hurt, your eye would be sore! Plus, it wouldn't be the same. A burden, even. But whoever isn't afraid to try will see the whole picture (HD qualities!).

Why can't you have both? Not entirely, sure. But a piece of this and a piece of that, don't always fit, but at least you know you won't have to regret. Sure, your career road won't be as wide and easy. Or your life won't contain just the fun. But who says you have to get to the top fast? Who says a life with a bit worries other than fun isn't worthwhile?

Take it from me.

My eyes are wide open.

I'm perfectly happy with that. 

daydreamer745

@daydreamer745

Conflictual. Awkward.

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Comments & Feedback (2)

Very good. It's like you are looking into MY soul ;)

Thanks a lot~ ^^