"A man is but the products of his thoughts. What he thinks, he becomes." (Mahatma Gandhi).
We live in a sea of walls: some grow for miles above the dirt while others sink down to the endless abyss of reality. I would say it is hard for someone like me to live in such a tunnel-vision world full of smart phones, computers, and TVs’. I can see those whose have scars deep inside their eyes, and yet they try and blind it away with the brightest lights of denial.  I can see those whose eyes are so matted that the fog ignorance clouds them so they see only what they want to, or choose to believe. To see what people do when someone around them is being put down or stomped on. Why do people always turn away from what they are suffering themselves, what seems improper, or what they maybe doing to someone else? It is the natural tendency of people to build these walls around their homes, their friends, and their minds. But it is sad that most people cannot help but to build them. Most people do not even realize they are there, or maybe they do but they choose to ignore them. When I look at these and focus hard enough I can see past them, I can see the lights that shine on this world from a giant-hydrogen-bomb that hangs above the sky and I feel contented...but sad. I feel contented with what is around and I love all the good and bad things that happen because there must always be a good and bad for the world to move. But I also feel sad, I mourn for the blindness of human kind and the fact that they cannot truly connect with the world and everything in it.
We are not all diamonds in a sea of stones.
I have never met someone like me, nor do I think I ever will. My position in this world is situated on the inside of society, while being on the outside, and looking back in. The "smoke and mirrors" of my life are so incredibly obvious, yet they can never be understood. My vision expands beyond the normal communications that are society is so keen on using. I speak in the unspoken words of eyes. And the sad truth of my life is that I will always be alone, and I can never live under the ignorant blanket that covers the earth.
To see is to live, and to live is to be blind.