There is no worse blind than the one who does not want to see, this is more than a phrase made and I decided to start if for a dream that I had in which the protagonist was blindness and betrayal mocked. Sometimes we ourselves decide not to see, out of fear or because we think we are happy and reality will destroy us. But when we open our eyes we have already crashed against the wall, we have already damaged and can see that in our way there was that wall. Blindness when it takes possession of our being, only leaves us sorrows ... to believe the lie, to strive to believe it, that is to be blind.
They say that love blinds you, that does not let see what will kill us ... but we are the ones who say what to see and what not.
So being blind is the same as deciding not to see ... and If we love, are we blind? If we love we are not blind, if we love is because we feel, and it is not the same to be blind because we love. To be blind because we love is to choose that love is the culprit of our blindness, when in fact we hurt ourselves.
It is not necessary to see but to feel although it is necessary to see not to suffer, the essential is invisible to the eyes ... it is better to see with the heart, but the heart as it sees? The heart sees beyond that one, beyond the sight that we have, which we do not see ... the heart sees it.
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