The window…

Is it more important what you see through it…

Or maybe…

More important what is in it?

Or…

Maybe nothing is important, because everything is about watching you?

Everything.

About the light which peeks…

Every morning or evening or… all day round.

Or maybe…

Maybe…

To be honest, we put the walls and try make them not see through, but then, we need light so we have windows and… walls are thicker and thicker, in some of us windows are tinier and tinier…

And sometimes we even close the doors…

Forever.

Doors to our hearts, minds, doors inside of us. In our heads, minds, we close memories to never think about something again… never…

Or maybe…

Memories create us?

Maybe too many doors and windows tells a lot about us? Also boxes… everything… Maybe we should open up… or maybe… in fact never open too much. Never! Because the world just sucks… except the history and far away past and…

Rocks, runes, ruins…

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