- Another Matt. '94. Aries. Extreme Sports Enthusiast. Outdoors-man. Hopeless Romantic. Alien Believer. Star Gazer. Animal and Plant Lover.Transcendental Perspectives
Psychonaut. Psychedelic Experience. Dogs before Cats. I ride whatever gets my rocks off. -
Some of you may be wondering why I no longer have any pictures or personal information on my Facebook anymore. Basically, I just researched a project to figure out why Facebook exhausts mental health and I found that it might be because identifying with your online persona gives you a false sense…
Her eyes were most captivating. Her freckled cheeks were a disguise for what she hid in what most people forget to see. I remember the first time I took a proper gaze into them. I could compare the experience to star gazing but these weren’t just two stars. These were galaxies looking back at me. As everyone has, they begin with a black hole but what comes after is uncommon. The contrast between the inner and outer irirs is what really made them magnificent. The inner iris was like a field of golden wheat. It was electrified, charged with this golden enchantment. The outer iris was like deep tropical waters.Those ultramarine strands lined with silver were erupting from the pupil. Only to be stopped by the sclera. It was ludicrous to perceive that all of that magic was contained by a halo. If I had to stare any further than what I already have, I might have fallen into these galaxies. I would have been lost in space observing these cosmic events take place. And it leaves me to question, what would happen if I had to transcend pass those windows? What might happen if I do fall in? Would I ever find my way out again? So once I had stopped staring, I almost felt bewildered by what I had seen. And I was a fool for not diving in.