You see me, and form ideas, based upon my writings.
You don’t see me, in a visual fashion.
Am I fat, am I slender…
Do I have a great haircut, or am I disheveled ?
You percieve ideas, only by what I write….
you percieve ideas based upon that.
It is not like in the “real world” ,
where you can see me,
and “size me up”.
You accept me……
for my mind.
If you saw me, you would make ideas in your head….
Why is she wearing that t-shirt,
she looks frumpy.
Wow, look at her sense of fashion…… ,
are those Jimmy Choo shoes ??
Wow, she is cool.
Intellectual minds speak here,
without the rifraft of visual perceptions.
You are who you are,
and I accept that.
I invision you in a certain way,
and you do likewise of me.
It doesn’t really matter in the “virtual world”.
I am “virtually”, everything you have made me.
January 21, 2011.
I wrote this tonight, when it came to my mind, that Redbubble, is the Great Equalizer, and that is why we feel so close to each other, yet have never formally met.