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Clark Kent You probably wouldn't know it if you met me. That I'm awake that is. I still fart. I still burp. I still use naughty words. My clothes don't match. My hair is a mess most days. I wear this grungy baseball cap that makes me look a little bit redneck. I still act like Jeff. I still look like Jeff. I still smell like Jeff. I still say stupid things like Jeff. But I don't feel like Jeff, not like the old Jeff anyways. So? How are you going to know or recognizethe way that I feel ? You aren't. How are you going to know based on outwards appearances that I am awake? You aren't- because I am cloaked in the perfect Clark Kent outfit. I'm no longer identified with it. I am identified with what's left. Okay. Having said that, there are a few flaws in this outfit which I will happily reveal. Under some circumstances if you look into my eyes you may see that they are wide open and clear. Under some circumstances if you look at my posture you may notice that it's pretty good. You may notice that I move deliberately. You may notice that I speak clearly. You may notice that I bellow laugh easily and loudly. You may notice that I breath deeply. You may notice a fierceness about my presence. You may notice a gentleness about my presence. You may notice that I can leap giant buildings in a single bound. So you see, these are all very subtle things. You are more than likely not going to notice them, and I certainly am not going to openly discuss them in the midst of casual conversation. What more can I say? Superhero analogies rock. |
