Blood

I closed my eyes. To my amazement, I could still see the room around me. I put my fingers to my eyes to see if they were closed. I felt eyelids and liquid. I removed my fingers to find blood dripping from them. I could see through my fingers. I wiped the blood off on my cheek. I could see through my cheek. Each drop of my blood on my skin added to my vision. I put my fingers in my mouth, bit down, and swallowed. The blood dripped down my throat and I was taken on a tour of my digestive system. I found that I had stomach cancer. I cut my wrist so that I may cover my entire body. Every squeeze of my forearm freed more crimson. I slowly became enlightened. I could see from all angles. When I had doused myself completely in my own color, I understood the infinite and the void. I collapsed to the floor in awe. I died in understanding.