So obviously, my entire blog has been dedicated to the idea of blindness. And obviously I have connected it to what is true and what is not true (the truth). Well after a long year of writing essays, poems, timed writings, more essays, etc, etc. I decided I was not (with certainty) going to write anything else for this class (except, of course, for this paragraph or so here). I have come to the bold conclusion that in literature, (at least in the three literary works I have looked at here in this blog): SIGHT IS TRUTH. Or, at least, what is believed to be the truth, because characters in these plays and novel, are actually blind to the truth because they believe what they see and believe that to be the truth...anyway...I've discussed that already. So I made "TRUTH" out of sight (a.k.a. eyeballs).
Side note that has absolutely nothing to do with the general idea of this blog, but I might as well post once as though this is a personal blog:
I really hope no one plans on going through my paper recyclables because in not one of the magazines in there, is there an eye. Every page that once had an eyeball on it, now just has a hole where that eye once was.
Also, my mom and I were looked at magazines in Walgreens because I ran out of eyes to glue on and we really were standing there saying things like "the eyes in this one are too small" and "oh look there's a really big eye on the back of this one" and "there's not enough eyes in here." So really, if anyone walked by and overheard us they would have thought we had an eye fetish or something.
But we don't.
I only did it for the project.
Really.
