In my eye does it all lie
What do you see, may I ask, if you see anything at all? There is that problem these days, you know, and it is a rather pervasive one. Folks cannot see. In truth or in chicanery I cannot yet tell, but a lot many folks cannot see. Obvious things. So obvious they should be able to see them with their eyes closed. Simple things, daily things, things like the prices of oils, all sorts of oils. How risen they are, like flood levels in high spate, rising inch after inch. Like hair after hair oiling. No? Or oxygen. We cannot see. We are told there is much oxygen, too much oxygen, employ both nostrils, what has God given you two for? So much oxygen, but you can’t see oxygen? But of course you cannot see oxygen because do you not know oxygen is colourless and colourless things you cannot see? Folks cannot see; they cannot see how many folks are no longer there and they go on blaming oxygen, which they cannot see either.
Can you see anything in the picture you see? The picture that is encroaching upon this workspace, gobbling the words away as if words, as if you know, words are all they can have. Words are being gobbled even as words are being written; and this picture is doing the gobbling.
Can you see the picture now? Perhaps you cannot. And perhaps you cannot be blamed. You cannot see what is there to be seen, how is one to expect you to see what there is not to be seen. Right, there is no picture. As in, there is nothing in the picture. There is a frame and there is a space within that frame but that space has nothing in it. Perhaps it was taken away, wiped out. There is just the frame and the possibility of a picture, a picture past or a picture future. But the present, it is blank. Or smudged. It is not possible to see what was meant to be seen.
But try. You need to see things, you need to make sense of what you see. There was an image here but it is no longer there. That is because you are being robbed of the opportunity of seeing it, and making sense of it and then comprehending things in a way that you are being prevented from doing. The picture was there. The frame came later. Understand? Look for the picture and see it for what it is. It has been removed but you may be able to find it. If only you’d end the illusion of seeing and open your eyes. The picture is there, it has just been removed. What you cannot see also exists, or may.
I am here
So my dear
Please look and take good care.