Revealing Eyes

I understand you've lost your eyes.

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Yours to the world were taken from you and now you ask "WHY?!!?!? Why did someone take my eyes?!!? I don't understand, they were mine!! Who would do that?!?!!? They were my friends! You don't understand!!! You just, just don't..., can't.... ...Mine!!!" Your hands are to your face and tears are screeching down your cheeks and you continue to scorn the night sky "My eyes! My ...eyes!!!!"

Well, there is alot to say when trying to answer these questions. They are not short of "What is the meaning of life?" So I will start by saying, first, that no one can know exactly how you feel at the moment when you've realized that you've lost your eyes. But, I do understand fully what loss feels like, and on many different levels, but no, no I do not claim to KNOW what is going on in your stomach or in your heart.

So I answer your questions with an even louder agreement "WHYY!??!?!?!!?" Shaking you hard; "Yes, WHY!?!??! That is the question!!!" Put harshly; "all good things...."

Your eyes which saw your friends and family, not just their physical space but what they were also feeling. Your eyes saw souls, karma and umbras of lives. To feel color and capture the winds.

Raise your hands and scream! Scream to the birds passing by! Let the rats feel your anger! Let the world know of your suffering and loss. Then reside and curl up on the city street.

Why do any of us lose? ...Why? Why are such the precious things always the ones to be taken?

My friend I understand loss at this level. Even though I may not have experienced the same ratios of anger, resentment, utter pain, and shear sadness I do, I do know those emotions well enough to comprehend your pain.

Alas, these eyes, thankfully are not made of cells or tissue, no, though you feel just as connected if not more, they were not a part of you to begin with. And on some levels they are replaceable, I know they may never be fully, but mostly, mostly.

So I will shake you, and yell at you, and I will console you and cry with you over your loss. Partially, b/c there are many losses that I've never cried over. And some I've cried over for too long. But Mostly b/c you need the contact, physical contact. But I will not allow you to talk as though your world has ended. There is far too much out there yet to be seen. This, what is coming, is big....very, very big indeed.

"Arista,... you've been....revealing." This coming from the queen of TMI. ha! ....stepping out of the emotional bubble.... Wow, what a rush.... to engage someone when they are in hysterics to meet them when they are half way to China, -the long way.

If something tradgic had not happened you may have not fully experienced leaving, not the loss, just LEAVING. You needed the tragedy to give you the push to make the leap and let goooo... Letting out emotion is what you need, even if it's not directly related to what is truly going on, let it all out.


Things we've lost in the fires of life...
Kisses
Hugs
Hair
Gloves
Phones
Pictures
Words
Dreams
Family
Friends
Other Significant Others
Unknown
Socks
Flashlight
Favorite Sweaters
Shoes
Songs
Pieces of Your Heart
Toes
Eyelashes
Apples
Ways
Paths
Light
Stars
Sand
Money
Ring
Sunglasses
Chances