Do we ever age? I mean REALLY age; mentally, psychologically, emotionally.
As we grow up many things change. Our appearance and physical strength and ability definitely deteriorates, as well as how we are perceived by society. It is no secret that modern economies do not hold high or maintain at least some respect for the elders. It's all about productivity...
Anyways, apart from how we look or how we are perceived, there is still another element that defines our existence that doesn't seem to follow the same time path; our consciousness, our soul.
This soul, our dreams, our aspirations, the desires that are not driven by young sexual instinct but instead arise from less superficial needs, seem to remain young and intact as ever as we grow.
The Third Eye in my pencil drawing is not necessarily our sixth sense but the window to our soul and the filter through which we see the world!
