Have you ever found something strange in your body or in the way of living, something inside you that you know for sure is wrong, as a single false note in a piano sonata, but without the right knowledge to frame it? Or somewhere that only you tara know, and you never confessed for fear of being taken for visionaries, or hypochondriacs?
Well, I confess, yes. But if I confess it is only with the smile of someone who has been confirmed not to be. But let's start from the beginning.
The first time I noticed was when I was little, the sea. I was fascinated by the view, understood as meaning: I was hooked at that time on how the world could be different for people. Several miracles fascinated me, first of all the perspective, you could not trust the vost for the size of objects, we wanted to touch. One thing could be far twice the size of me, but if I close one of the eyes and put his hand up to the other, even a bus could, the right distance, being caught between two fingers.
And the woods, polished by the sea, which seemed to smooth the eye revealed to hand a thousand veins, cracks, wrinkles of their lives at sea. The micro
then! A cockroach from sand, a being so as to be almost silly point, revealed abdominal legs lucendi antennas to be studied for hours, each time with new details to discover .. I'm definitely going off-topic, but now you understand why a child of six or seven years was so fascinated by her eyes. A day of many, watching the sky, I saw a dark shadow. The funny thing was that moving the eye was moving too, and stopped staring at a fixed point in turn. I thought it was a eyelashes, and it was all over them for a while '.
After a while, 'But I realized that that shadow was always there, ready to be seen, rather, to escape if I tried to look at it, every time I stared at the sky. Who would have believed me? And what could make me, if it was in my eye was certainly something very small and harmless, they might as well wait to understand more. Every summer, however, the shadows grew, it became bigger than the first, then became two, now arrived at now I can not count them well .. Anyway, I did not make ever word to anyone. Until I knew what it was, why risk talking about?
arrived at now, in fact. I had talked long ago the monkey, but then they died.
What bothered me the most, however, was not being able to explain what I saw, I knew I could not imagine it in words but I could not make the idea .. that's frustrating!
I would have removed her eyes only to see a little '!
few weeks ago I was in hospital, and staring at the blank, by the light coming in through a window. Over the years, and with practice, in fact, I managed to get almost to a fire,
if only for a few moments at a time. However
enough to see e. .. why did not I think of that before? Gliel'avrei drawn!
and so is the design, even if done with the fast paint. I'm like .. worms, However, in sections, and when I move the eyes move as if they were made of small arms linked to one to the head of, and are almost transparent .. I wanted to tell you .. .. but then what?
would have seen the draft un'ipocondriaco who knows or should have understood that you invented? And what would change for me? I trust the Monkey, I know I would have believed me, but I needed some other search .. So, Google for the first time in my life on topic, driven by a newscast of a man who had vision problems and had been found to have parasites inside the eye, I started looking for 'worms eye', and went forward until I found this image
And there, I started them a grin that I held on for half an hour. ^ ^ But then I'm not crazy, nor the only one! Wow! And I found a picture to show in Aug!
Then of course I continue to document and found that it is called floaters, and that is the consequence of deterioration of the lens, besides the fact that it happens to many people.
But the best thing was to find this little program here , a utility that allows you to 'see' how the world sees a person with these disorders.
If you're curious, download it and try! It 's funny and interesting, and then learn new things never hurts!
ragassuoli Hello, you have got to read and up to here with you next time!
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