Monday, June 14, 2010

No strains.

I'm the second set of eyes. Work is done and put in front of me to dissect. Tear apart to find its faults. There is no optimism in this. There would be no point in looking for the good, you cannot approve upon the "good," and there is no enjoyment in looking for it. It's there, out of the way.

It's the faults that hinder the view. Those mistakes that people make that ruin the shine of life. In being the second eyes I am not the good and I am not the fault, I am the tool that attempts to bring them together in the hope of making a perfect world.

A world where everyone shuts their mouth, and minds their own business so I can tend to mine.

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