I have seen my own life through the eyes of another; I saw myself flailing and running for cover. I chose my own themes, what hats that I wore, what steps that were taken, upon roads that I bore. But I saw to believe what I chose to alight, that the eye is attuned to the language of light.
. These, one of our hosts explains, are souls from Earth who become trapped in the illusions, delusions and obsessions they have become transfixed upon in life: addiction, objects and subjects that, when we attach greed to them, become all-consuming in their demands upon our awareness, our consciousness and, eventually, our spirit. When these unchecked eventualities infuse our consciousness and sense of self, we lose sight of what was once a pure and unaffected nature and state of mind.