Treasure Island

herbert guitang


The Third Eye


The innate gift to see the lost souls
An ability looking the ghosts
Can vision what’s in dreams
Can interpret the shade and shadows of the unseen

But many people can see only the real world
Many people cannot see the lost and bad spirits
We can see the real and pure living people
We can see on our bare eyes the alive and kicking humanity

But all of us have the third eye
But not about the spirits of dead people
It is the third eye that can see beyond the real people
It is also unseen but we feel it on our within

Our third eye is our pure Heart
Pure heart can see the unseen of honest Friendship
Pure heart that can see the needs of the poor with Compassion
Third eye is our Pure HEART to see the unseen and essence of LOVE

Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 14, 2014

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