The worlds which I inhabit and the worlds which inhabit me, collide in the eyes.

In this piece, I take a walk about and reflect aloud on my experience with vision. How to me, seeing is a perpetual discovery of myself, and the world around me.

Is vision necessarily static? Do eyes crave novelty just as much as we do? How does vision blur the lines between physical, emotional, and spiritual? How does distance and focus impact our capacity to imagine? Our capacity to care?

Can our vision be hijacked? Can it be consciously improved?

Who or what is responsible for how and what we see?

"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

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