The curved lens of experience

After yesterday's post I wrote another sonnet (I'm up to 46 now, yay!) based on an image similar to this one.  I won't subject you to that sonnet -- I'm still finding the form rather awkward and sort of hokey -- but I liked the insight that came with it, which was that reflections are only truly accurate on flat surfaces, like mirrors, or water.  Any curves will add distortions.

We humans are prone to reflect on things, and to assume those reflections are accurate.  But over time life throws us all sorts of curves, each of which forms us in new directions -- which means our reflections are distorted by our experiences. 

We can't, therefore, assume that just because we believe something it's actually true, because we always see it through the curved lens of experience.