Abstract Photo by Blind Artist Craig Royal
what is it the blind man
can see with his mind
might it be the perfection
we sighted can’t find
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“We’re blind to our blindness. We have very little idea of how little we know. We’re not designed to know how little we know.” – Daniel Kahneman
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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rejuvenatement - not retirement
Poesy plus Polemics 
Within each layer of our perception lies further mystery, compounding that which we have yet to decipher.
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profoundly expressed
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Oh wow. So true. Makes you wonder what they see that we don’t. Wonderful!
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exactly
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This hits very close to home as my daughter is going blind and is now taking classes at the Braille Institute. The atmosphere that prevails there contains infinite courtesy and kindness. Certainly, they are focusing on the positive energies.
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so sorry for her affliction, but it sounds like she’s making the best of her situation
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my guess is that there are as many blind/blind people as there are blind/seeing people; and as many seeing/blind people as there are seeing/seeing people . . . I think . . .
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whew!
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I often wonder what my colour blind youngest…the consummate musician, devoid of colours can see…sadly he won’t share his eyes.
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the compensation, perhaps, is that he’s learned to hear colors
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Had a friend in college who was legally blind. Went on to be Governor of NY. He saw well enough.
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David Paterson I presume – Spitzer’s one decent decision
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Yes, David is a sharp mind. I collected signatures for his re-election to state senator and found him a campaign manager while I was a security guard at the Studio Museum in Harlem across the street from his offices.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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I have one blind eye and one that sees well. Not having depth perception gives me a lop-sided view of things. I can’t cut a grapefruit in two evenly or hit the (tiny) letters I intend every time while texting. My problem is one of adjusting. I am in awe of how the human body compensates. It is a wonder how totally blind people work things out.
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as my glaucoma advances, I more and more wonder, too
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Glaucoma is the underlying problem that caused my blind eye ten years ago. No one knows why my other eye doesn’t have glaucoma at all. Yours doesn’t stop the poet in you one bit. ❤
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not if I can help it
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EYE appreciate the poem but disagree with the quote. I think The Human Mind is capable of infinite knowledge.
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well said
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