The Real Me Is Truth and Love

   When someone looks at me, what is it they see I wonder?  Do you see a human being just like yourself, or have I already been judged and found worthy or unworthy of whatever standard you have set.  How deeply are you looking, how many layers can you peel back to study my true self?  Are the conclusions you made about me, really who I am or are they are mirror of your own virtual reality?  Do you laugh at me because you think I look funny or do you laugh because you want to forward the hurt you have felt on to  someone else.

   I want to look at someone, not with the eyes of a judge, but through the eyes of someone who is interested in your humanity.  I know the way I look at people is rooted in my own upbringing, I have been taught to measure and weigh based on the most frivolous of formulas.  I've look at clothes, shoes, hair, makeup, bags and cars you name it, and I've judge based on what I thing is perfect.  

   I AM WRONG TO JUDGE, THIS I KNOW but with what eyes can I look at my fellow man if not with the eyes of the judge?  People are just people, I've heard this statement countless times, I WANT TO GET DOWN TO THE DEEP OF THINGS, THE PART OF A PERSON THAT REALLY MATTERS.