Corrective Lens

Corrective Lens

Views

Constructs

Perspectives

Commentaries

Interpretations --

We do not see the world,

What we see is our own mind,

We see ev'rything through glasses

That distort all the things that we find;

As if rose was the color of grasses,

Like those who believe that nothing surpasses

Their desires that crumble like broken fences,

As if a solid mountain range contained passes,

As if truth was determined by vote of the masses,

Or those who believe that the only thing we can grasp is

That which can be measured and observed by the five senses

Unconcerned and unaware that all these things become ashes,

But all becomes clear when we think of this: ev'rything vanishes.