EYES

I saw a picture once,

 it was from a time in history that is now considered not important. It was a picture of some people smiling for what seemed no reason at all.  

I inspected this piece of history,

just thinking about about how those people in the picture would react if they saw us today. 

Would they be pleasantly surprised that Humanity had evolved into something beautiful? Like a butterfly coming out of its cocoon. Or would they put their hands over their mouths in horror, and just stand in shock about what we had become and how we changed.

But We are mostly the same.      We are still made of tissues and organs.  Our blood still bleeds red.

But as I’m looking at the picture I am drawn to their eyes. And that’s where we are different.

Their eyes cried when they were sad,mad, or even happy. 

 And when they got old their vision started to fade.        They got lines in the corners of their eyes from crying, smiling and squinting.

Their eyes felt and showed their emotions. 

If their eyes were art it would be a swirling sensation of colors. Both light and dark, weaving in and out of each other, mixing together to make shapes and lines. It’s chaotic,never ending, with nothing simple about it. And it would be a masterpiece 

My eyes would be a blank paper, and no amount of color or time could change them

My eyes are programmed to see  not to feel

Lemonade

When life gives you lemons you make lemonade 

That’s what we all have grew up hearing. But what they don’t tell you is how much blood,sweat and tears it will take to turn the lemons into lemonade. 

Some people like their lemonade so sweet and sugary that after drinking one cup, you feel like you need to diet for the whole week

Others like it so watered down you can’t even taste the lemons

There is also powdered lemonade that you  just mix with water. This kind of lemonade is good, maybe even great for the first few sips. But It always leaves you empty and unsatisfied. 

I like my lemonade so sour that it makes you Suck your cheeks and you have to fight for your eyes not to water

My lemonade is very sour and raw.

Its raw with life and emotions.

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