Eyes, the window to color the world or redirect filtered data. What wounds sieve these images? What hope denies the fear associated with intentional shock? What freedom in simply listening, or watching to ascertain siren’s need or defensive scheduling? What is the field of battle defined in perceptive possibility? Can we simply believe, anything, or as in the dark are special lenses a necessity? Is there, there is one objective truth upon which all fact may be discerned, checked and assured.

Access. What voluntary decisions provide membership or authentication in approach? Am I to master the denial of verity in hope of finding my way to realization of the vain or imaginary? What justification may be produced in validation or licensure of a self-produced branding? Do I create when I dream up those things, I am certain should be real and true or is my mimicry proof in lacking resemblance? To what camouflage do I retreat when light approaches or they hear my beating heart in darkness?

I am no master or your palisade, façade or prison. I may incarcerate you in illusion with audacious word and fearful manipulation of your fleshly expectation. What then happens to a man naturally free who refuses to see bond wither? What calculated effort of the wicked must be drawn across the eyes of innocence to keep them enslaved by nightmare? Wrapped in a deviously devised dissemble to relieve you of your hope, love and right to pursue the God who loves you. Dashed skulls upon the well-lighted shores of spirit’s authority. Irony, remaining in jail while door was never fastened.

I am powerful enough to remain unshackled by mind, foot or spirit. Not the gift of some internal prowess but the elusive and impassioned hope of a man with understanding. There are some things given to the faithful in belief that surpass all worldly madness. For in the land of my founding I will always be walking in the Glade with Jesus. Held, in ideas or threat or bonds of capture was never sufficient to stop the veracity of my freedom. For a man set free from sin and death may never Truly be held by the rooms and tethers of temporary torture associated with the test that all must abide.