1) Seeing
I see a blur. Carrying multiple magnifying lenses around to sharpen my view, I might see more detail now than ever; the things I clarify force the rest of the world into a fuzzy haze. From Macroscopic to Microscopic – both are available and time with focus deliver both. The price of time is lost and the price of pause delivers vision.
2) Feeling
I feel the pounding cannons fire each minute. Are these guns protecting our freedom, covering the Nation’s fear or making us a target for those who fear us?
An occasional queasy stomach turns over – is it angst, hunger or gas? I rarely know and it often disappears without notice. Should I notice when it’s gone? Should I feel my pleasure or my pain? Relishing comfort comes with ache.
3) Hearing
I hear the rhythm of music in a heart that’s filled with sound. Hearing is how I speak; it is my tool for communication. I translate to hear and understand what is seen and felt. I listen to my feelings and hear my view. Speak to me and I listen; show me and I am blind, touch me and I am numb.
It's so quiet, I could hear a spoon drop