Observation
Why is it, in this world, where we must dim our light & "play the game"; that when I chose NOT to wear my mask, I lost the ability to move? I exist, eyes open, so painfully aware of our state, but it’s as if I have no body; I’m left only with the knowledge of my purpose yet so little agency to fulfill it. But I REFUSE to close my eyes, not while I still have voice! My voice has brought forth fruit that opens eyes, it is powerful! So I SHOUT, some will hear, then eat, & SEE, as I SEE & shed the mask forever.