Time to bump this thread! Feels almost like a responsibility for someone with my username, haha
A friend suggested I post this with an explanation. It's been circulating in my head for a while tonight, and I hope you guys find it interesting:
Poem
Opened eyes, a bright and shining world
Where did the light go?
Days fly by,
Time march inexorably,
Reflections of souls in their bubbles.
To the mind's eye, is soul the truth?
Is skin all we see and know?
Clenched fists,
But an open heart,
The fight for honesty and love.
Such beauty and grace
In the iridescent reality.
Curled asleep,
Ignorance or arrogance
We'll never know the truth of a soul
Until it's gone.
Explanation and existential thoughts
Opened eyes, a bright and shining world
Where did the light go?
Days fly by,
Time march inexorably,
Reflections of souls in their bubbles.
^ This is about getting older, and learning as we go. But it's also about the "bubbles" of everyone's lives. Like, we all have our personal perceptions based on our own experiences and stuff, right? Everything in the world comes back to us. Us in our bubbles.
To the mind's eye, is soul the truth?
Is skin all we see and know?
Clenched fists,
But an open heart,
The fight for honesty and love.
^ This is about the perception of beauty - judging the outside before we dare to look in. Sometimes, what's on the outside is not in line with a person's heart, and we can misjudge people unfairly and cruelly from this, or make mistakes and lend our trust to someone who will break it.
Such beauty and grace
In the iridescent reality.
Curled asleep,
Ignorance or arrogance
We'll never know the truth of a soul
Until it's gone.
^ The first lines refer back to the sheen of a bubble - rainbow reflection, twisting, iridescent. Every person's life is individual and beautiful in some way or another, but all too often all we know of their story is the beauty after they're gone.
I wrote this because I was thinking a lot. About people. And what we care about. And why we care about it. Perceptions and individual realities. You know how comics and shows have theories on diverging realities out there? Well, what if there are already ones, right here? Everyone sees the world differently. That's a divergence. Everyone lives in their little circles of family, friendship, work, compassion, ignorance. Our bubbles, because our perceptions have roofs and floors as well as horizontal boundaries.