Looking In Mirrors & Spying Through Keyholes

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Do you ever look in a mirror and wonder if you or anything at all is as you envision it? 

In my curly hair days it was mostly about the veneer and angst about what I wished I could see since there was a lot wrong it seemed with me.

Smokescreens permeate the human condition. This murky charade of visual effects blurs a truer understanding of the cosmic glue underpinning our existence beyond the senses.

Science tries to explain it; poetry seeks to penetrate it. 

With that in mind and for a possible new creative project, I wrote Unbreakable Flow. 

Tucked in the glittery dark, amid the realities we perceive and our fantasies, an invincible power persists. The binding ingredient energizing everything is not only in mirrors or discoveries through the eye of a camera. We can spy on this unifying factor through windows, keyholes in doors as well as in ourselves ... occasionally unlocking calm even when adrift in chaos and storms. Although we will go our separate ways with the dust and stars, come sit with me and unravel its mysteries in a peaceful moment of reflection .......

 

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Comments

  1. carol l mckennaMarch 4, 2022 at 7:41 AM

    Great sky shot through the window ~ Your whole post and all your photos are very creative and unique ~ Awesome ~ Xo

    Wishing you love and peace in your days,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  2. HelenMarch 4, 2022 at 8:37 AM

    I enjoyed every image, every word ... peace be with you.

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  3. colleenMarch 4, 2022 at 9:39 AM

    Love your intriguing images. I've been thinking lately how we can't ever see our own face, only its reflection and wondering if we can see the world at all, or is it just a projection of the eyes contained in the body.

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  4. Spare Parts and PicsMarch 4, 2022 at 10:45 AM

    Super-creative photo edits!

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  5. HelenMarch 4, 2022 at 10:59 AM

    PS, the comment you left for me is a lovely poem in itself ~~~~~

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  6. Gillena CoxMarch 4, 2022 at 11:08 AM

    Wow your words and photos are fantastic. Its my first visit here
    Hope to visit again.
    Thanks for dropping by my blog today

    Much love

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  7. eileeninmdMarch 4, 2022 at 12:33 PM

    Lovely post and words. I am all for enjoying the peaceful moments. Your images are beautiful lovely scenes. Take care, enjoy your weekend.

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  8. Magaly GuerreroMarch 4, 2022 at 1:41 PM

    I often reflect about reflections, especially when it comes to the self. How is what we see different (and similar) from what others see? How does this affect our perceptions?

    Reading your poem left me wondering what "Unbreakable Flow" would read like, from the point of view of the face in the mirror. Would they meet in the mirror?

    I really love the poem. And this thought "Science tries to explain it; poetry seeks to penetrate it", from the introduction, made me smile. I think it will stay with me for a while...

    Thank you for sharing your captured moments. They offer a wondrous trip...

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    1. Penelope NotesMarch 4, 2022 at 5:12 PM

      Thank you, Magaly, for reading everything! Your reflections have given me great food for thought. The poem actually was inspired by a face in the mirror. :)

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  9. JimMarch 4, 2022 at 8:25 PM

    Great shot.

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  10. AngieMarch 4, 2022 at 9:12 PM

    Beautiful writing, Maria!

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  11. RajaniMarch 5, 2022 at 12:49 AM

    Smokescreens permeate the human condition... especially love how you set up the piece with this great line.

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  12. stardustMarch 5, 2022 at 7:18 AM

    Your words are powerful, Maria, while your images are healing. I do love the last one. Hope I can find invincible power within me in the midst of the worst suffering, even though I’m weak in ordinary days. “Science tries to explain it, poetry seeks to penetrate it” will remain in me, too.

    Yoko

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  13. Yogi♪♪♪March 5, 2022 at 11:14 AM

    A beautiful post. I loved it. Self perception is tricky sometimes it takes a fleeting unexpected view to see the real us. I swear when I look in the mirror I look the same as I was 30 years ago but then I see a photo and it's like egads!!

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  14. Jenn JilksMarch 5, 2022 at 2:45 PM

    Just a lovely post!

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  15. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 6, 2022 at 5:24 PM

    I like the poem and the gorgeous photos ... and best of all I like your notes, which are such beautiful prose as to be poetry too.

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  16. Veronica LeeMarch 7, 2022 at 2:09 AM

    Powerful words, Maria.

    Love the beautiful photos.

    Happy Monday!

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  17. Debi SwimMarch 7, 2022 at 9:44 AM

    Beautiful pictures and insights. Lovely words.

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  18. GattinaMarch 8, 2022 at 8:25 AM

    The pictures are very artistic and not ordinary at all. I painted for more then 20 years and it helps me now when I want to take a photo, you have another look on things, which not everybody can see.

    I am very upset with Putin it seems to me everything I see is du "déjà vu" only there are 77 years in between. I was born in the middle of the war in Germany and the ruins I know ! I was 5 or 6 years old when we had a lot of fun playing in the destroyed houses ! What an adventure for a little child ! Today the memories come back, only for me they are cheerful, for my parents especially my mother a nightmare. They lost everything a bomb fell on their building and they had to flee to my grandparents who lived on the countryside !

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    1. Penelope NotesMarch 8, 2022 at 8:49 AM

      Thank you for sharing so personally the horrors of war but also the irrepressible imagination of children!

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  19. betty-NZMarch 8, 2022 at 1:36 PM

    Lovely photos and great words, too.

    Feel free to share at My Corner of the World

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