No Windows
When I was a child I didn't see my eyes as the window to my soul, I saw them as a window to everything else.
You see, your soul is pure, untouched.
How can your eyes be the right window when everything you see through them is manipulated by refracting light and inverse images.
That's not the right window. But what is? What is unadulterated enough to deem the title "window to your soul"
Nothing.
There is nothing.
Your soul is not manipulated.
Your soul is innocent.
The wrinkled juicy mass within your cranium controls what they call "the window to your soul"
But the truth is, there is no window.
According to Chinese culture, your soul can be extracted through the base of your neck.
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That's not what I want.
I enjoy the entire mystery.
And that's what my soul will remain.
A mystery.