If life were fair, all the bad things that happen to us we deserve.
I sit here, wreathed in smoke, another picture done, another book read. The picture looks like this glowing eye from some arcane godform, one that is not anthropomorphised, but has one eye, with wich to watch.
No living thing could posess this eye, for this eye sees all uncritically. Can you sit and watch something and be utterly unmoved by it? I don't mean disinterest.
Can you watch, and not be affected by what you watch? I can't, but this picture can.
Everything affects us. Each bit of data that assaults our brainspace rapes us and leaves something behind, each rape a potential child. And each rape takes something from us as well.
Then again, it isn't rape if there is consent. I consent to each experience.
I am not a watcher, I am a Be-er. Come experience, come world!
Let us dance.