Myopia

Throw off your glasses and look beyond what is right in front of you. Maybe without your glasses you can't see very clearly, but you can see vague shapes and colors. People become blobs so that you are unable to attach meaning to any face. Everyone becomes insignificant. You no longer can distinguish friends from foe. Sure without your glasses, uncertainty can become overwhelming, you may tumble, you may run into things, you may have to reach your hands out to sense what is in front of you. But nevertheless, you know for a fact that there is something beyond, there is existence, perhaps something even greater and better ahead. So stop being stuck in one position. It's as if you have your feet stuck in mud, a mud of memories, of events, of what people once upon have said, of what people will say, of school, of grades, of all these things that will only pull you down and prevent you from seeing what is beyond. I rather trip and fall and make a complete fool of myself than to be stuck here and rehearse the same thing over and over again in my head like a broken record that cannot be fixed.

Dear Anonymous readers:
Who are you? I see my profile views are at 140. Who are you and why are you reading my blog? I feel honored that you are interested in reading what I have to say about my life, that you are taking time out to read my rumble jumble. Is it out of curiosity? Is it entertaining? Is it insightful? Or do you actually care? Are you a friend? or just a mere acquittance? What is my significance in your life? Does reading my blog change how you think about me? Am I a different person than you've previously thought? Do you know feel like you know more about me? How does learning about me through my blog say about our relationship? Life is beyond a cyberspace.

I guess I would never find out who you are, and will never answer these questions.