I cannot be an island

Do I call it a fog or haze? It forms a barrier between my eyes and the world around me, but leaves a small part exposed.

Does that object have a fog-proof veneer around it? Or my vision can selectively penetrate certain objects, to leave out others? Is it a kind of 3D projection, or augmented reality? Has the artist’s brush painted the landscape in different shades? Closer up, I see a boy and girl kissing. Perhaps, it is their declaration of love to the world.

Suddenly, I see the object changing shape and outlines getting blurred. There is another part of the world which looks clearer.

I love my perspective

even dare to believe in it

but there is so much out there

to influence, to manipulate

I cannot be an island

 

Writephoto by Sue Vincent