Author James L. Huetson Copyright May 1998 – First North American Serial Rights. Readers are free to download and use this material as long as they receive no payment for the material and credit this site and this author as the source.

IN THE GLASS DARKLY

When I arrange the mirrors just so

I can see the I's extending into infinity;

lined up behind me,

all waiting for their chance to take my spot;

and turning . . . . .

I see the I's lined up before me extending to eternity.

There is no end;

but life is only where I am now.

It is in the middle of the line . . . . .

and always will be.

If you are standing in an endless line you can all

walk together if you turn ninety degrees.

The life that was is only here . . . . .

the life that will be is only here.

Is there any less reality through the mirror?

When I leave where do they go?

You say this is only a reflection.

I am only visible because I reflect light.

Am I not, too, only a reflection?

God is light . . . . .

light is time . . . . .

time is God . . . . .

Am I not there when there is no light to reflect from me?

Do I change or become another creation

because I am not seen?

What then of the reflection in the mirrors?

Are they in truth less real than I?

Do they appear to be less real

than other people appear to be?

Does the reflection in the mirrors see me . . . . .

or does it see reflections of itself?

Do I see God or do I see reflections of myself?

Does God see me or does He see reflections of Himself?

I see a reflection of me but is this true?

Am I perhaps seeing

the reflection of a reflection

of something I cannot see?

Can I see an image of me without the mirrors?

Can I see a true image of me in the mirrors?

Can I find any way to see an undistorted me?

Or do I see me as God reflected in other people?

We see colors as they are supposed to be;

running the vision through a mental enhancer;

and are often shocked by a color print

which shows the colors as they truly be exhibited.

Even with a perfect reflection

of whatever is being reflected

cannot my own vision

distort the true reflection?

All truth is constant.

Reflections vary.

Perception depends upon reflection.

What can replace perception?

As I moved from the reflections behind me

what did I bring along?

Nothing!

As I move into the reflections ahead of me

what can I take along?

Nothing!

Then for what purpose am I here?

Nothing that matters to the reflections of those behind me;

and nothing that can affect those ahead.