Mirror, Mirror

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I am never quite sure if it is actually myself I see in the mirror,

Or if it is just an avatar.

I see a construct of flesh, bone, muscle and curves, and eyes that shimmer with Divine Knowing,

But I don’t see the heart;

I only feel that part.

Is this all that we are? Or are we more than meets the eye?

Are we meat cases with looming expiration dates?

Or are we eternal beings, experiencing the infinite from the confines of the finite?

These are things that cross my mind when I play with the one I see in my reflection.

And sometimes… I don’t fucking think at all.

❤xoxoxo❤