spotted_mind

spotted_mind
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Overall a survivor of the universe's cruelty. Not a professional writer, but always enjoyed writing and hoping to find it, and the support of the OS community, therapeutic. I have plenty of stupid things that cross my mind and I apologize in advance for exposing you to them. ;-)

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DECEMBER 30, 2009 12:54PM

Broken Windows

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I do not believe that “eyes are the window to the soul”. If they are, I was born without the ability to see it. Someone’s soul, that is.

 

Chocolate brown eyes winked & smiled while dripping with lies that formed murky puddles of cruelty.

Greenish hazel eyes that once sparkled happiness became broken bits of dirty glass on a sidewalk.

Blue grey eyes that used to dance over my face eventually turned into a frozen pond reflecting nothing back.

 

I can see the beauty in someone’s eyes, but just as you would admire a smile. It is a physical quality, made attractive by personality. Perhaps that saying about eyes being windows is more meaningful when considering what we take in, and how we let it shape our own soul.

 

Eyes can deceive, just as hearts do. 

 

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Fascinating bit of work. I think eyes can be a mirror to the soul, but some people are very good at hiding their souls. Hope that you are OK.
An eye can smile and smile and still be a villain. At least in Denmark.

You've written a nice little prose poem here, spotted: vivid and perceptive.
Now aren't we cynical! Or maybe it depends on which eyes and if the person who owns them allows the view inside.
It has happened to me that some eyes show the soul, but that poor soul can only peep ouside through the eyes. It has taken me some time (and some bad experiences too) to not believe in eyes so readily: they tell the truth, but the rest of the person/owner does not follow that truth... what a great post, Spotted, thanks and take it easy, girl.
Happy New Year!
Kisses,
Marcela
I think Emma has it right; some folks are just real good at hiding that soul. I too hope everything is alright with you dear lady.
A dose of reality before the new year. Agreed.
Emma: While this may have a "sad" undertone, I assure you I am doing well--thank you for your concern. Just my random musings and glad you liked this!
Pilgrim: Denmark and plenty of other corners in the world! Thank you for reading. :-)
Trigalomaniac: Cyncial? Me? Pffft. ;-) Good point, though...
Marcela: Interesting input and of course, there are so many facets to a person. Thank you and kisses back!
Torman: Yes, we all hide something, don't we? I am fine, my friend. Thank you. :-)
Steve Blevins: Sometimes reality can seem so unreal. ;-)
I've alway thought that was bullshit, and glad someone else goes. To find a soul, a person has to have one. You would be surprised at the people that don't!
R~
amen.

the best deceivers are damn near professional.

this is good writing. cryptic and almost itchy...I FEEL it.
ouch...hurt much?

where shall we apply the 'kiss it better' ?
Oh, spotted, no, don't gouge your eyes out! Their eyes? Maybe. Yours? No!

I like eyes . . . but I'm a real sucker for forearms. True story.
Some eyes are like mirrors. Soul windows others.
I like the ripples I get from this posts.
I know someone who has beautiful blue eyes but no soul at all. So yes, I have to agree with you. Good stuff Spotted.
spotted,
This was superfine. Pointed and moving and vividly so. What we "see" can be so changeable. In the end, one good heart equals one honest set of eyes.

Beautiful writing.
Rated and appreciated.
JK: "hopefully outward and onward"...exactly! xoxoxo
scanner: I am no longer surprised at much! :-)
WAH: I knew you'd understand, but it doesn't stop me from still being captivated.
Monkey: Oh great. So my writing gave you a rash? LOL!
Brian: Here...and here...and there...and here again...that's it...keep going... ;-)
Susan: LOL! Not sure how "telling" forearms ara about a soul, but okay! :-)
Mission: Ripples? Shout-out to Dr. Spudman-- I'm honored if they're good ones.
jlynne: {nods in agreement}
Dennis: Always so complimentary--thank you.
perhaps a little Jackson Brown to go with this?
I believe that the eyes are the window to the soul. But I also believe that in order to see into ones soul through their eyes, you have to have the senses of your own soul. And then their are the souls that aren't worth seeing into. Good post..
Yes, Spotted, very good ones dear.
"Blue grey eyes that used to dance over my face eventually turned into a frozen pond reflecting nothing back. "

Oh, yes. Yesssssss. POSB.
I'm fascinated by the eyes along with nuances in body language. But the written speaks loudest when silent.
I like to believe you can see into a person through their eyes but, in fact, you can only see what that person wants you to see. Sigh...
"Perhaps that saying about eyes being windows is more meaningful when considering what we take in, and how we let it shape our own soul."

I agree with this but also, as Trig mentions, the owner of those eyes whose soul you are trying to see must be willing to show it to you.

Thoughtful and well written, S_M.
A beautiful piece of writing...and an angle I've not heard before, original in expression. I agree, you need a beautiful soul to go with those eyes.
Lonnie: Thanks for the soundtrack!
fireeyes: Good thoughts, and we all see things differently. :-)
Mission: Good to know. ;-)
John: But what is "it" ?!?!?!
ConnieMack: Glad this spoke to you today. :-)
Chuck: I favor the crinkly-cornered eyes created by an infinite smile...
Sharon: Amen. Maybe I should look harder next time...
Smithery: Windows are supposed to work both ways--some need cleaning. ;-) Thank you for reading. :-)
BuffyW: I appreciate your opinion and thank you! And let me add: Your eyes match your soul perfectly. xoxoxo
So damn tricky. Don't give up looking.
I don't believe we should malign the eyes or the heart, both of which are perfectly honest organs; and well meaning if good intent is meant in the first place. It's the brain that fucks things up. Thinking too much, or not enough. Manipulating. Deceiving. Fearing. Lying. Cheating. Eyes and heart go along for the ride.

The same can be said for all the good and decent things we experience, and love, and hope for. If our spirit is clear and loving, our mind will be at peace, and the rest will follow.

Know what you seek, and do not fool yourself. Happy new year.
OM: Of course I won't! xoxoxo
dynomyte: "It's the brain that fucks things up." My brain is usually very logical, but thinking with my heart and believing what I see, has always been where I've fucked up. I continue to work on "not fooling myself"--I'm getting better at it! I appreciate your opinion & thoughts. Happy New Year to you too. xoxoxo
Eyes aren't windows, they are mirrors. They reflect the reaction that a person has to what you say and do, the way a funhouse mirror reflects the distorted images of your movement
PSM: Interesting perception on the matter, which I will certainly mull over! :-)
I think, spotted, that "eyes are the window to the soul at the moment," As people change, so too the window. They can reveal the lies ... the misdirections ... the infidelities, despite what the rest of a person might convey. Don't feel misled. Feel alerted. ((R))
Ah. "made attractive by personality." My beautiful wife has the most beautiful eyes. And I will love her until the day I day because of what's inside. When what's inside is beautiful, the packaging doesn't matter.

Thanks, Spotted. Eye love this.
Day I die. Shit. It's been a long die...
"Smithery: Windows are supposed to work both ways--some need cleaning. ;-)"

Yeah, that's true. Try to avoid the dudes who wear shades on the first date ;)
i concur. call me a skeptic, a cynic, whatever you like, but old addages like eyes and windows and souls, are full of shit. gorgeous eyes can hide ugly qualities, so, well said my dear!
Rod: Maybe it's just me, but I have yet to find something useful revealed solely in someone's eyes...so far, it's everything else that tells a tale. :-) and "thank you!"
Frank: Yes, it is what's on the inside that matters most. Here...let me get YOU a drink... ;-)
Smithery: duly noted!
denverdarling: Welcome! And this:
"call me a skeptic, a cynic..." I've been called both quite a few times, so welcome to the club! Thanks for coming over today. :-)
O me! what eyes hath love put in my head
Which have no correspondence with true sight:
Or if they have, where is my judgement fled
That censures falsely what they see aright?
If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote,
What means the world to say it is not so?
If it be not, then love doth well denote
Love's eye is not so true as all men's: No,
How can it? O how can love's eye be true,
That is so vex'd with watching and with tears?
No marvel then though I mistake my view:
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.

O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'st me blind
Lest eyes well-seeing thy foul faults should find!

--- Billy S. Sonnet #148

Really well written, Spotted, and very true. Happy New Year.
Great post. You are right, too. I have the sincerest eyes you've seen. really!

Tags are as good as the post! (I read everything!)

Thank you.
I think this is true most of the time...you really don't know what's going on behind someone's eyes all the time, but then again the eyes can speak volumes about who a person is or what one is going through. Nice piece of writing.
Yes I agree - eyes can deceive for a while. Eventually the truth is seen usually through tears. We can all only hold onto our masks for so long and then they too begin to crack. I see your avatar and I see beautiful, insightful eyes!
I see one eye, through glasses, in your avatar in black and white, and it's all I need to put my trust in every word you write.
... and this was just beautiful.
You may have looked into eyes that have disappointed you but I can assure you, they were the people who were blind. You are a beautiful soul and a wonderful spirit. I have looked into your eyes and I am positive that I am not mistaken. xoxo
Stim: Big thank you for the Shakespeare and your kind comment. Happy New Year to you, too!
BL4: We live & learn--about ourselves & others. :-)
Charlie Thornton: No, thank you! I love tags...
Jill McLaughlin: Thank you for reading today--glad you liked!
Scarlett: The tears are the window-washers. ;-)
kim gamble: Such a great compliment--thank you so much!
cartouche: right back atcha, dear sweet, friend. Thank you for saying so. xoxoxo
neilpaul: Ha! I could right a whole other post about what's in a kiss! I do tend to agree with your thoughts on the reflections though.
I really like this. Thank you so much.
Your mind is not spotted at all. I think you have incredibly clear insight. And you write about it beautifully. I can't even find something funny to say.
Oh. Yes. Taken in every time.....
Sounds like a lot of eyes winked, smiled, sparkled, and danced in an effort to obfuscate the soul behind them.

Maybe you need a pair of baby blues? *bats his baby blues*
I have a teddy bear with very deep eyes. As it happens, he's quite an amazing bear. But many bears with those same eyes were made and I'm hard-pressed to believe they are as special. So I agree. Oh, and speaking of Georges, don't forget the whole thing with W and eyes.
Rosycheeks: Glad you liked, and thank YOU dear.
O’Really: Thank you for reading, and while my insight may be clear, it’s always been about the “eternal sunshine of the spotless mind”…
Ann Nichols: Welcome, and thank you for coming over today!
D: {the green eyes smile back at you} xoxoxo
alexis: Thank you!
Kent: I just left you a comment on “George” and I am in awe of such a coincidence. And thanks for that link to the W bit. ;-)
Excellent musing, here. Provocative (as in thought) . . .
Beautiful phrases my friend. I guess the eyes, even the attractive
ones , are not always windows but false mirrors.
"Perhaps that saying about eyes being windows is more meaningful when considering what we take in, and how we let it shape our own soul."

Exactly.
I always look at the eyes first then the smile. You can usually judge a person pretty quickly. But yes some are sneakier than others. This was really nice to read.
You can't see my soul 'cause I don't have one :)
A lot to think about, leaving me questioning whether I am a good judge of what I see when I feel like I have looked deep into someone's eyes. I want to trust my instinct but you've got me wanting to go back and check my track record.

You obviously said a lot in a few short, well written lines!
"I can see the beauty in someone’s eyes, but just as you would admire a smile. It is a physical quality, made attractive by personality."

Yep. Personally, I think the soul is located in the pituitary gland, or in my imagination sometimes:P
I like this. I agree, it feels like a prose poem. Eyes reflect back to us what we want to see: I have seen a lot of things that I wanted to see, not what was there. To my detriment.
I'm a terrible judge of other people's soul. I used to go on the naive belief that everybody else was as honest as I am (was). I know too well those eyes of which you speak. I may have become rather cynical, but I believe that some day my trust will be validated -- one of these days all the planets will align -- the eyes, the body language, the words that come out of the mouth and most of all, the actions.
This is all so very revealing.
The eyes can be almost scary.
I'm sorry for your cynicism.

Cynicism is not easy to curb.
I've read cynicism is natural.
But, bitter cynicism is so sad.
We all get cynical. It's natural.

The dog eat dog cynic growls.
Eyes can be endearing alluring.
Then, the ugly mystery of enmity.

The lure, charm, and dismay comes.
I am just popping-off and wondering.
The courage to see, and confess flops.

I once heard old Celtic lyrics `flopping.
You just hang in there. Take care. Yea.
You reveal a knowing of 'betrayal' Yes.

But, your so young. You learned pain.
Ya gonna see Life take twist for Good.
Hope.
I came back to re-read your words one more time. I really love the way you have expressed your thoughts here. You are right that the eyes and the heart can deceive. It is what we see in them that reflects what we want to see sometimes, instead of what is really there, that is really the problem.
Beautifully spoken words here, and I totally understand what you are saying. You are a beautiful person with a beautiful soul and an incredible heart. I haven't looked into your eyes but I can see it in your words that you write here on OS. Love and many {{HUGE HUGS}}
Hey you. Long time...

Glad you dug this out of the drafts. It’s quite something.
Your post reminds me that I don't know about eyes. Interesting post.
I love the thread of colors running through here. You turn them into such strong concrete images. Very, very nice. Rated.
Owl: Thank you for being provoked! ;-) xoxoxo
Dr. Spudman: Thank you for your understanding . :-)
Natalie: Exactly, exactly. ;-)
Lunchlady: Glad you liked it! xoxoxo
Surly: Just as I suspected all along. ;-)
Mamoore: You come across to me as genuine and kind—I hope that is what you’ve seen in others.
Nana: Check again—you never know, maybe it’s in your elbow. Some souls tend to move around a lot. ;-)
Fingerlakeswanderer: Thank you for coming over today! Yes, eyes can deceive…
Skeletnwmn: Thank you so much for your comment—you have described exactly as I feel!
Art: Cynical, yes. Bitter, no. Always hopeful, and careful with my heart…Thank you for caring.
Fireeyes: Thanks for coming back a second time around and for your kind words. xoxoxo
David!!!: Hello, friend! Glad you liked this! xoxoxo
Karin: Awww, thanks for the concern, but even though this was written a short time ago, I write about what I know. The sadness or cynicism I carry around is a part of me, but a very small part. I am doing very well, and would love to join you & emma in a toast! xoxoxo
Scupper: Food for thought, then. Check out the eyes of people you know & trust & love. :-)
Good Daughter: Thank you for being such a great supporter of my writing. Glad there is something for you take away.
You must remember that, like windows, there is sometimes nothing to see on the other side.

Rated. Oh, and what Emma said. :-D
Do my blue eyes mean I should be sad? No one ever told me that. When I get that faraway empty look in them I guess my soul is taking a vacation.

Cool.
Bill: Some people should have warning labels that say "Nothing to see here--move along." ;-)
Chris: Color means nothing, but I do like the thought of a "soul vacation." Much to entertain there.
beautiful and intriguing. rated.
Thanks, Caroline.
Missed you while you were away on holiday. :-)
I thank you much for sharing this ~ I think it may end up floating into my mind like lyrics to a song you can't get out of your head, but in a good way :-) I enjoy your writing style. . .
Rated!
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