no puedo dejar mi adiccion por mis ojos creo que ya solo un microscopio me falta ponerme porque pienso que esto es lo mas cerca que creo, que puedo llegar bueno el concepto de esta foto es como un macro al ojo exactamente donde vemos algo tan increible que no podemos creer por ejemplo...mmmm... un rayo que caiga a unos 5 metros de ti, que veas o tengas una vision divina, que te aparesca la imagen de buda enfrente de ti cosas asi que se ven en las peliculas, o caricaturas totalmente extraordinarias o algo asi como q se te abriera el terce ojo, por ahi jajaja. mas yo creo que tenemos esta misma reacion muchas veces en la vida cotidiana de cada quien,como ver a la mujer de tu sueños jajaja, pero es en tan poco tiempo que no nos percatamos de lo que nos paso es como que si un segundo lo trataran de dividir en 111111 pedazos, el razonamiento de las personas no tiene la capacidad de comprenderlo pero si de imaginarlo un poco y lo hace ver como algo que paso tan rapido que nisiquiera paso ....nose si me hago entender, pero asi lo vi antes de tomar esta foto algo asi es lo que quize representar el tener la sensacion de ver a alguien y salirte de tu mente... por un momento.


third eye-TOOL


"Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.

On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.

In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"

Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"

Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Prying open my third eye."



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