through the looking glass

While life hasn't been boring, per se, none of the events has touched me on the inside, I suppose. I really wish I could start a blog chronicling the mundane details of my life, because honestly? I find some of them really interesting. But I save them for spoken words. They deserve to be found by the people who really find them interesting. Enough so that these people will come into my life and place themselves in front of my face, that's the only form of communication that's enough for me.

In a way, Narcissus settled, a silver screen was enough for him, (and as far as these thoughts go, enough for me), but sometimes I don't want just a looking glass. Plato once said that a mirror is not enough, we need to look into another eye to really see ourselves. It's not just that another eye gives you another perspective, it's that it's the only option for us. Despite its appearances, the enticingly shiny surface gives no perspective at all.

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SIDENOTE:

I officially created a tumblr account two days after this was written. Throw your hands in the air if you're a hypocrite.