Blind.

Fade from white; it's there again. Slightly angled, an awkward angle, close-up and macroed. Its' small, blue frame could not contain the vast complexity of its' content. The small, green oval shapes seemed to show depth on a two-dimensional surface; clear, but fading into a slight blur as the square seemed to become smaller. But it wasn't the frame getting smaller, it was the angle of the camera, entirely focusing on its' closest subject. The raw background was still gridded with light grey lines; unfinished, spotted with bizarre shapes that seemed to form into fruit. But it was all a blur.

And it's heart-wrenching to even look at it.

DAMN, I MISS MY PICTURE SO MUCH. I absolutely despise the current picture I'm doing. It's simplicity and strange misformation disgruntles me.

HAHA. My sad attempt at sounding smart. :(

Why is a Blind Seer called the "Blind Seer" if it can't see?

LOL, Sarah.