It's all how you look at it...

If there was a way to draw with words I would, but I can’t. 

But you can.

You can take my words, you can make a picture…

No one can make that picture for you.

No matter how many words you are given, only you can string them together.

If I describe a red ball to you, what do you see? Maybe I saw a bouncy ball, like the kind you get out of a quarter machine at walmart. And maybe you saw something roughly the size of a dodgeball. 

Now, if I told you to think of a basketball, you would see something orange with lines on it…

But maybe I meant a white one, with red lines?

See, but now you’re thinking of a baseball. 

We have pre-conceived pictures of what we think things ought to look like. Beauty to me might be a sunset over a world of ice, captured right as the moon is rising. Beauty to you might be a forest at the break of dawn, captured in the dew drops falling from the leaves of the trees. 

If I told you to imagine a world free of worry, what do you see? 

You won’t see what I see.

No one sees what I see.

If I told you about a dragon, tall as a building, with glistening red scales… It’s eyes are black. It’s shimmering, simply because heat is emanating from it, but to you it looks like magic. To me it looks like magic. Its teeth, sharp and long, don’t all fit inside its mouth. Its wings are an onyx colored gossamer fabric. You can just about see through them, but then again you could just be imagining it…

You just painted a picture in your head. I maybe suggested it, but you put it there. Was your dragon angry? Terrifying? 

Mine was sad, and quiet. 

Words are slave to their masters… But are their masters the authors? Or are their masters the reader?

Who is really in charge? It’s all by interpretation. 

Once upon a time, a princess got roasted, and then promptly eaten. Who ate it? 

You probably imagined the dragon eating the princess. It probably swallowed her in one bite.

I saw a king’s court dining finely on a dragon. I never said it was a human princess, now, did I? 

No one sees the same. 

What do you see?