Lit Logical Thoughts (LLT)

Lucid

I feel transparent at times. Everyone watching and judging me as I’m watching and judging them. I feel like these clothes cover what’s important, not my body but my soul, my intentions, my pride, my self worth. I try so hard to be this person, have this persona I want to mold myself into. a prototype I can only see truly. I look at someone else and try to map out a rough draft of them. I wonder what they are like alone, sad, frustrated,  heart broken, grieving. I think this because I can only see the outside.  The human mind and body is always a mystifying topic and thing. I can only compare this confusion and interest with how we try and look at the 4th dimension we can’t see but know is there. How bizarre life and cycle are, how we can remember things we did but not know what the outcome will be for things we have not. I try and understand for that my mind can not be closed but to be open in a differential sense. I pay attention, I listen , I observe.