Into the eyes they transmit the lies, from a machine cold and lifeless. But still you stare and consume these messages of fear. So you think I'm in the wrong, that because I've questioned this world, our world, my world that I must be a threat to the status quo. Perhaps your correct, but I believe that looking and questioning everything, everyone and all of existance is more important that climbing to the top of a ladder. . . For you must ask yourself, who is holding the ladder? Whats at the top? Is it anymore rewarding than the bottum? What is a ladder? To ask questions and to engage in the art of philosophy is more important that any corprate standing or social status.
In the words of the great Timothy Leary, "Philosophy is a team sport, create new and bold universes with others".
My first look into the eyes which are constantly watching:
I sat alone, looking for signs, for an indication of new found understanding. But nothing came, or so I believed. But with every pumping of my heart, and every beat of the clock I was coming into this world, and looking through the walls that I've been presented and sadly constructed even on my own. Suddenly a brilliance swept over me and as I inhaled the air I began to feel the rejuvenating sense of existance long forgotten. Overwhelmed by emotions and thoughts long restricted from consciousness, I felt reborn and began to dabble in ponderings that normally would have passed without recognition. For a moment I felt the same fears and loathings that I've been conditioned to have. But these broke free and suddenly I was looking into the eyes that've been watching me from the second I was conceived. I understood everything, the mere idea of walking from one side of thought to the other became a journey, a journey that brought with it more to understand and more to be enjoyed.
I sat alone and gazed deeply into the eyes of he who controlled my existance, who would decide where I will go, how I feel and how I will react to the world. Now I see through the lies and the restrictive walls placed around us. I know that truly the journey of life is not one from Birth to Death, but one to inner workings of our own minds and souls. Love is free and true, Love is key in existance. Looking deep in those eyes tought me this.
Soon I returned, and with ease, all of my new understandings could have been lost, but I grasped them and have learned daily from them.
Just as the mind, body, and spirit, Those Eyes Were Mine.
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