Reality, a shattered mirror. Many jagged edges piecing back together neatly, though with scars. It may be hard to fit; it may look a little different. You may look different.
We bear bleeding cuts from glass shards every time our mirrors of reality break around us; our blood and scrapes and confusion are built into the foundations of each new one we erect.
But the mirror is human-made. These cuts warn us against the next distorted mirror of reality we piece back together, the next illusion we see. Life is made up of moments, sheer shards of mere moments. So what reality have you pieced together by looking into it?
You won’t see your image the same, that much is certain. But the shards fit back together to make a whole. That much is also certain.
It may not be the whole you that you once were, or the whole you that you had expected. But it’s art: beautiful, brilliant, and cracked. A million prism puzzle pieces winking back at you. A million fierce jagged glass shards that are made by you – that are you.
Seek a fine reality, no matter how shattered you feel. Find gratitude. Choose happiness.
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