Do I Want to See?

We are blind.
We can’t see the truth.
We can’t see reality.
Or maybe we can,
But we just don’t?
Maybe long ago they figured out
That reality is 
something we cannot handle
So we blocked it out
With blackout glasses
And by removing our third eye,
Like an infected appendix,
Just so we can survive.

Sometimes I think
I can see everything, and
The blindness fades away.
I get thrilled
And scared.
I’m going from a miniscule fraction
To infinity.
That’s why I’m having difficulty coping.
“Blind” may sound troublesome,
But I think it’s saving us.
Do I want to stay blind?
Or do I want to see?

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