��� This Week's Topic : Mirror Mirror
��� Posted : 2004-08-21 @ 11:40 a.m.
Have you ever stared in the mirror so long that you became a blur; like you didn't look like you anymore? Or that you saw way beyond what you look like and deeper into who you are?
This week, take a look in the mirror... Really take a long look at yourself. What do you see?
Stop joking around. Have you ever looked yourself in the mirror oh-so long until your vision blurred? Who did that and how did that happen?
I can't be deep here, let's be honest with ourselves. What do we actually see? When I wake up from my sleep and look at myself at the mirror, I'm scruffy but I like to look at my natural state. So messy and unkempt, the way I really am. No make ups, no hair brushing. Just what I really am, and it's not too bad for an unbothered person like me. If I'm staying at home for the whole day, I would not even care about my appearance. Honest.
Just this morning I spotted a budding pimple on my forehead. Thank goodness it didn't look too prominent. I looked into the mirror today and thought my breasts look a little swollen than before. That just sucked.
What's there to look inside? To tell the truth, the heart doesn't feel. You only feel what you think you feel. The only function the heart has, is to pump and circulate blood to other parts of the body. What we're feeling comes from our powerhouse, the brain. Without the brain, we die. Without the heart, we can still live.
You can't just look into the mirror and know who you are. You can't. Nobody can. Cut my chest open and take my heart. Bisect it, or cut it open whatever shit you wanna do to it - you just don't know who I really am.
If the brain could talk, you probably would. By looking at the mirror, you can only see the outer shell of yours. No inner beauty or character what shit games of words we always play.
Breaking the glass will probably do the work if you hate your exterior self.
Staring at your mirror for a long time won't make your vision blur. In fact, I only spend at most 10 minutes looking at myself in the mirror. What's there to look at - things are about the same as the way it were yesterday.
Stop. Stare. Reflect? No. I can only see my reflection and it doesn't show who I am inside. It shows me who I am outside.
Mirror mirror on the wall, are you playing tricks with me if my vision blurs? Or is it just the condensed mist from the outside window.
Take a tissue paper and wipe that friggin mist off. There, you'll see what you're seeing: yourself. In the outside.
8:45 p.m. - 2004-08-27
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