Date: 9/7/2017
By Ultra
I looked at myself in the mirror and I saw the face of a kind, holy man. And then I looked again and saw the face of an evil, wicked man. Which was I? I couldn't be both... I turned away from the mirror and felt my face with my hands. I could not tell from touching whether this was a face of holiness or cruelty as the contours, textures and shapes onlyspeak the language of creation.