Turning a blind eye to what's clear to see.

Showing mercy to those who deserve it not.

Is this what life is all about or is there more?

Who decides whether all strength should be shown or just the facts?

There's no where to go but up.

Physically and mentally.

What's the point of life if there can be not where to go beyond the clouds?

If what we see is as far as we will procede, than there's not reason to try.

What is unseen, what is unheard of, what is soft spoken about, that is what is worth looking for.

Never shall a blind eye be turned to the unseen, but a blind heart shall ignore it fully and show the eyes only what can be seen.

Life is not black and white.

Life is not composed of what spectrums of colors can be seen in a rainbow.

It goes beyond imagination and reason.

Life is not we see it as but what we wish it shall become in along run.

A blind eye cannot stray away from life.

If so, that blind eye is a dead eye.