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It is said that through science man proves, but through intuition he discovers. Great scientists have always looked at the world around them and questioned. But when the very notion of questioning challenges that which man has come to know as
Beautiful Sheeple
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. That if we look closely enough, we can see beauty all around us. I see⦠NOTHING AT ALL. A void of darkness. No light penetrates my retina. A stockade of scartissue shields
Deaf Man’s Song
They say that music is a language within itself. But can a blind person play music without seeing the notes on the page? Could a deaf person play without being able to hear what they play? I see a song. A piece of
Blinded by Light
Humanity is obsessed with light. They see light as a symbol of hope. But when one really boils it down, all they speak is nonsensical bullshit. Because truth be told, light does nothing but bring us a false sense of comfort. I see
Puppy
They say never to work with children or animals. For neither can follow the simplest of instructions well. I see a puppy. A bundle of innocent, exuberant energy. Some would call it cute, even. Its adorable ginger fur, right down to the adorable
Prism
Most of humanity relies on its sense of sight as its primary sense to navigate this world. People, in lamens terms, trust what their eyes see. Yet our eyes are designed to lie to us. In its true form, light is energy;
Spring Clean
I see a room. A dwelling. Once upon a time, the room was ordered. Meticulous, everything in its place and filed accordingly. Over time, the clutter began to mount. Then, the clutter gave way to mess. What once was meticulous and
Colouring Book
I see a colouring book. Some pages have already been filled in, with varying styles of colouring. Some children have stated within the lines, others have not. Every page in the book is different from the others. There is a picture of
Bouquet
Many things in life are not what they seem, the worst things never are. I see a bouquet of roses. Outwardly, the bouquet smells divine. It is well packaged and presented in a way that entices the common man to take a
Lightbulb
There is darkness in this world we know as Arcadia. Not a physical darkness, which my eyes cannot perceive, but a darkening of the very fabric of society. Arcadia is a place filled with dark corners and black hearts. That