The mirror......

     The mirror. The eternal symbol. The powerful bearer of reflections. The mighty governor of feelings. A conveyor of truth. Or a deceiver. A friend, a colleague. An enemy. The everlasting symbol of vanity. The weapon against profanity. An advisor. A consultant. A traitor. A bringer of hatred.


     The mirror. A place to confess. Confess sins. Confess love. A place to cry upon. Or pour derision. A holder of illusions. A holder of horrors. The place where beauty is admired. The place where beauty is desired. A place where beauty is idolized. Idealized. Or a place where beauty is cursed. Where beauty turns to vanity.

   The mirror. A refuge. A sanctuary. A lighted to room where we hide our dreams.Or a dark cave to dig in our fears. A messenger delivering good news. A harbinger. Or a monarch. A ruler. A dictator. A sovereign. A king. And a kingdom. A realm of serenity. Or a battlefield of emotions. Heaven and hell bound in one single object.




   The mirror. An alter ego. The x-ray that can see inside you. Escapism. A personality full of twisted playthings. An obsession. A djinni that grands so many wishes. The mirror. It lives, it breaths, it holds and lets go. The mirror. Always judging. Never judged. The eternal judge. Unbiased, uneducated, relentless judge.