Mirrors Lie
We’re told from such an early age that they’re faultless reporters
Journalists with impeccable standard, simply repeating what they see.
This is the worst kind of lie - one that is demonstrably true.
The sky is blue.
The sky isn’t blue.
Chameleons blend in.
These aren’t truths.
These are Perceptions.
The sky is no more blue than water is.
The appearance is not the fact.
Chameleons change color not to hide, but to talk
The mirror is a shining falsehood, a single angle of a complicated portrait
Your worth is not captured in something so imperfect.
Too great to be compressed, to be expressed
To be held in such paltry glass.
Remember this as a vital reality, a bridge back when you are twisted with Mirror’s lies.
You are the perceiver. You are the forger of your world.
Create it in your image: Beautiful. Powerful. Warm and Wild and many-dimensioned.
Be fierce in your truth-seeking. Never take a liar at their word.
About the Creator
Frank Geier
Tennessee based scribe of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Come on, join us in the dark. There are such things to see.
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