What is that 'eye' sees?
Looking at the mirror I gaped, The echoed image blurs out an Obscure knowingly unknown silhouette Staring at me with inquisitorial eyes, What is it? Real or apparition that I know not. Is it 'I'? - May be, But in what way can I know for certain? The images eye sees, I believe, Shall I must do so? Why? The notion perturbs me Is it all some kinda dream? How can one be sure? How can one be indubitable? Of what eyes see Can it not be some kooky projection Of our mind scape? Is it possible? We all are living but in our head trips. (image taken from internet)