One: Looking at Life Behind the Eye of the Universe

Looking at Life Behind the Eye of the Universe

For sometime, I had given up the idea of freedom. I was trapped. I was inside looking out through eyes at the universe. I called them the

eyes of the universe.

This entire life time, I’ve been trapped. Oh, my body works well, men seem to find it interesting. But I wanted to be free to come and go.

As often as I tried, I found something holding me back, keeping me inside.

So, I tried to make the best of it.

As a child, I did all the cute things to make my parents happy. I was the “perfect little daughter”!

I really have great parents except I was too noisy, too busy, too much motion. I remember all the times I was told to settle down, be quiet,
slow down, have a seat and on and on. As a child that is a very heavy situation. I wanted to soar! The ability to move is power!

But in many ways they gave me confidence. I could charm. With a smile and flip of my head, I usually got my way. But all along the
underlying message was “be still and quiet, you’re powerless.”

Continuing, as I grew up, I dressed to impress. As a young woman, my genetics were very kind to me. Between the clothes, the smile
and the flip, I had the male world at my command.

But I was still stuck inside, powerless to move out. I was still in a physical body that was in motion.

Life was a huge adventure. I studied and learned.

Then a very charming man approached me. He wanted to take my picture.

I started to explain that I wouldn’t show up on film but he could take pictures of my body all he wanted. It was nice to have him admire my
body and capture
body and capture it on film. I didn’t tell him any of that but told him okay, go ahead. He took many shots. It was the instant of this picture that it happened. I don’t know why. Perhaps the flash startled me and I suddenly leaped out of the body.
No

I didn’t tell him any of that but told him okay, go ahead.

He took many shots.

It was the instant of this picture that it happened. I don’t know why. Perhaps the flash startled me and I suddenly leaped out of the body.
No, that’s not right but the instant the flash went off, I was several feet behind the body’s head. I knew I was free! It seemed very normal, comfortable. I tested the body and it responded even better than when I was trapped inside! For a moment, I took off. I viewed the Earth from far above. It was an awesome image to behold! I suddenly realized Frank was talking to me. I asked him what he had said. “The shoot

It seemed very normal, comfortable. I tested the body and it responded even better than when I was trapped inside!

For a moment, I took off. I viewed the Earth from far above. It was an awesome image to behold!

I suddenly realized Frank was talking to me. I asked him what he had said.

“The shoot is over. ” I didn’t mention any

I didn’t mention any of this to Frank until today. Now he doesn’t know what to think about me. I know he likes me. Perhaps I’ll take a picture of him behind his eyes and set him free too. The end.

[end]

Artwork: Frank Cunha III | Poetry: Carl Watts | More Poetry

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Frank Cunha III 
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