Occurring in the reflecion of obsidian mirrors in varying degres of blankness as obsidian mirrors contracted into a fetal position as though again the world were closing in, if these walls could talk there's one question I'd have to ask where is the love occurring in the reflection of obsidian mirrors, if these doors opened all of the wings would fly above but we're afraid of? as though the world were confusion closing in realize that we are in confusion the world were closing in.