You know, I've been thinking about how eyes tell stories.
A glance can spark something—energies mixing, signals flying.
That “glow,” they say—it’s a nuance for some.
Practitioners notice it, see the sparkle, like a hidden language.
And then there’s that wild idea—changing colors.
Red eyes? A red aura that sticks around,
no mood swings weaving in and out.
It’s intriguing to imagine—permanence in such a shifting world.
I’ve been hunting through my reading stack,
trying to find those elusive quotes I recalled...
the ones that really resonate like whispers of truth.
There’s something magical about exploring these thoughts,
each page turning like possibilities brewing.
Do our eyes reflect deeper stories than we think?
Just a playful thought on this journey we share.
