blindness [Theme] Page 9

How often have we saved the blindness
Where the vision was just let down.

How odd: these blind, lost his sight in the war, traffic other than that of a man born blind, - promptly and at the same time careful, these people have not gained confidence through long, dark years. They are still living in the memory of the colors of the sky, earth, and twilight. They keep to themselves even as a sighted person and when someone refers to him involuntarily turn his head, as if want to look at the speaker. Some eyes black bandage, but most of the bandages is not like without them eye closer to the light and the colors. Over their heads down the blind lights a pale sunset. In the Windows of the shops break out the lights. And these people barely feel on your forehead is soft and gentle the evening air. In heavy boots slowly they wander through the eternal darkness that cloud enveloped them, and thought them hard and sadly get stuck in the poor numbers that they should, but cannot, be bread, shelter, and life. Get up slowly in the dim cells of the brain the ghosts of hunger and destitution. Helpless, full of blind fear, blind feel them approaching, but not see them and can't do anything else
once rallied, slowly stepping through the streets, raising from darkness into the
light pallid face, with a mute entreaty fixed on those who have
can see when you will see?!

People's interest in "supernatural" due to their strange blindness. They do not see the most mysterious, namely the world itself.

That many take for shiny stone, the jeweller sees a diamond!

In the world of the blind, everything becomes the way it really is.

At this point everybody was happy: he went blind first, then, after all, could again receive his sight. We haven't had something to celebrate. The following days, weeks passed in waiting... They can see again... and this time they would see much more. Who would want to remain blind?
I will say... the One who didn't want to lose the people close to him...
And why the woman who has cast off such a burden, has become so silent? And becoming now free, she can scream, and the rest to scream - I CAN SEE!
And she thought - I'm going BLIND...

A blind man can see the invisible.

I can smell the rain before the first drops will fall, but I don't see them. I can feel the sun on my face, but I don't see it rise or set. I so want to see the world as others see it: to see the sun, see the rain. And music... Music must be really beautiful.

"I heard that the world is beautiful," said the blind man. "It seems," replied the sighted.

Who often looks around, he sees nothing.

Imagine what the blind dream.

A child born blind, did not even suspect that he was blind to until someone tell him about it. Even then, he will have the vaguest idea of what blindness is; only the sighted know what it is.