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“I’m convinced we all are voyeurs.” David Lynch
The Eyes Have It The eyes see but the heart and mind battle interpretations, setting agendas making perceptions; on any one day something, anything might repeat never to be received the same, always a turmoil of filters and contexts, what once might be sublime at a turn in time might just be ordinary, after all, objectified life is still subjective like when a glimpse of intimate longing occurs - is it so simple and mundane, innocent, a nothing an invitation to memory, perhaps a reminder (to buy some roses)? The eye sees, the mind remembers, the heart plays its hand as it will. Copyright 2023 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All rights Reserved ®️