Sunday, December 06, 2020

The Visions

 

There are visions invisible into the naked eyes.


A vision that can only be seen beyond;


Unexplained; Unexplored; Unexpected.


Is it a curse or a gift or just an art?


What is what?


Beyond the unseen; visions that hardly to believe.


What is the truth? What is real?


In each of the events happening around: as what the visions showed.


Slowly but surely, things happens unexpectedly.


It may be naked to others; yet clear to those who can see beyond.


This it the naked truth; the unbelievable.


The visions.


Jr.



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