If it were possible to achieve objectivity for a space…
We could reflect on what it might mean for man.
Yet, even the most spotless surface,
would only hold its image reversed.
And since we have now out grown
the perfect symmetry
of our own form…
that we might come
to yearn our other halves…
The halves we thought we knew
when sumberged as subject.
Like serfs striving to serve an ideal…
We could not help but see ourselves exposed.
But would such exposure lead to selflessness?