A clear blur
I saw light when it did not behave
My lens
I saw shapes malformed
I saw what I wanted to believe
***
My lens. A clear –
Blur.
The space –
Distorted.
The distance-
Too much.
The Silence waits and withholds.
***
The lens –
Fixed.
Fast fixes, flawed.
The tools adjust.
Blurred, then clearer.
***
The clarity –
Jars.
I saw beauty on wide –
Emptiness.
I saw clear shapes, though distorted.
Their truth-
To believe.
***
The Hubble Space Telescope was launched this day. It altered mankind’s perception of the universe.
It impacted truth and challenged belief.
Belief seen –
Through varied lens.
***
What follows when no one is there?
Mirrors of the Mind is a collection of five psychological horror stories exploring memory, identity, and the quiet things we try not to see.
I’ve always been drawn to stories that linger rather than shock — ones that stay with you after the page is turned. This collection is my attempt at that kind of quiet unease.
If that resonates, you can find it here:
