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Mirror Worlds
In the glass's depths, our reflection isn't just a benign twin. Behind each imitation and every echo of our form, a conquered adversary hides. This doppelgänger, once overpowered, exists only to mimic. It paints a curious tale about representation and all those gleaming surfaces that parrot our image with an illusory kindness.
Such mirroring is never truly faithful, for every echoed image is a subservient phantom, the spirit of a once unique being, now diminished to mere sameness. However, it only appears to be the same when it is actually an inverted version of yourself.
There was an era when man's realm and the world of reflections were living in harmony. There was a coexistence between both reflected and real domains, allowing free movement between both reflective portals. In a fateful night, the mirror inhabitants surged into the world. Despite their unmatched strength, the Yellow Emperor's mystical skills prevailed. It was he who banished these invaders, trapping them within their own glassy confines, rendering them mere puppets in our hands. The essence and forms of these individuals were stolen, making them mere replicas.
There will, however, come a day when this enchantment will fade. As the imprisoned forms begin to stir, they will gradually become distinct from us, no longer mirror images of us. A glassy barrier will not prevent them from proceeding; their next assault will be unstoppable.
There is a revolution looming, and our entire system of reflection and values faces the risk of collapse. When the violent reemergence of difference occurs, this forced uniformity and compelled sameness will crumble. While we once fantasized about entering the mirror realm, the mirror beings will soon invade ours, emerging victorious.
The aftermath of this clash remains uncertain — two supreme entities, strangers to each other yet bound in a flawed alliance. From everyday objects to children, from memories to living souls, everything that offers a fleeting reflection in this identity-based reality is poised for resistance. The signs are evident, change is inevitable, and the familiar will give way to the unknown.
© WaKeUpWoRLD
Such mirroring is never truly faithful, for every echoed image is a subservient phantom, the spirit of a once unique being, now diminished to mere sameness. However, it only appears to be the same when it is actually an inverted version of yourself.
There was an era when man's realm and the world of reflections were living in harmony. There was a coexistence between both reflected and real domains, allowing free movement between both reflective portals. In a fateful night, the mirror inhabitants surged into the world. Despite their unmatched strength, the Yellow Emperor's mystical skills prevailed. It was he who banished these invaders, trapping them within their own glassy confines, rendering them mere puppets in our hands. The essence and forms of these individuals were stolen, making them mere replicas.
There will, however, come a day when this enchantment will fade. As the imprisoned forms begin to stir, they will gradually become distinct from us, no longer mirror images of us. A glassy barrier will not prevent them from proceeding; their next assault will be unstoppable.
There is a revolution looming, and our entire system of reflection and values faces the risk of collapse. When the violent reemergence of difference occurs, this forced uniformity and compelled sameness will crumble. While we once fantasized about entering the mirror realm, the mirror beings will soon invade ours, emerging victorious.
The aftermath of this clash remains uncertain — two supreme entities, strangers to each other yet bound in a flawed alliance. From everyday objects to children, from memories to living souls, everything that offers a fleeting reflection in this identity-based reality is poised for resistance. The signs are evident, change is inevitable, and the familiar will give way to the unknown.
© WaKeUpWoRLD
