You look at me and see a woman. You assume I am bound by my sex and a man holds the scarf.
You are wrong.
I put the veil over my own eyes. The visible world is all there is they say. I choose no longer to see just the visible world. I take this veil like a medieval nun.
To see the invisible world.
I see the wind before it hits the trees. I see sound waves moving in the air. I see the quantum particles as they are, unmeasured.
I see the unseen.
Everyone can see the visible. I see the invisible.
My fate is my own. I have chosen this.