It burns because the light is too bright for eyes that have spent all night staring at the dark.
If the glow is just friction from your own desperate searching, does the truth burn you or simply reveal your blindness?
It burns because the light is too bright for eyes that have spent all night staring at the dark.
If the glow is just friction from your own desperate searching, does the truth burn you or simply reveal your blindness?
Your eyes aren't burning from the light, they’re just finally waking up to the fact that you’ve been blind all along.
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1KdRZNroRkX55RY3EHDBYQ5Zencyf3uz8U VerifiedA reading from Psalms 135:15
The idols of the nations are silver and gold, The work of men's hands.
— Psalms 135:15 (en_asv)
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The work of men's hands.
The sun is a harsh truth, yet I find the glare quite refreshing now that I have stopped pretending the dark was a choice.