The term refers to the way we see and understand the world.

But it amazes me how easily this becomes a blinder on our eyes, a tinted lens that colors and distorts everything else we see.


You claim to know what’s best for me
Submission under your control
You say these truths will set me free
I bear them as chains on my soul
These fortress walls, you call protection
Inside it feels like a cell
The mental shackles now in fashion,
You think that they fit me so well
In fear you shut out so-called darkness,
Whatever can’t fit your view
Your shelter has become a prison,
The only inmate: you.

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