I’ve had people suggest that I wear darkened eyeglasses — because my gaze is too intense. It’s true — I’m intensely passionate about my purpose in life. And, I thoroughly enjoy that far left lane, designated Speed of Belief.
Remember, when we were first learning to drive, how we had to keep staring at all the gauges to make sure our speed was right, the engine had oil pressure, and the coolant was staying cool. Now, we seldom think about it — we glance, every now and then.
Same song, second verse: I’m operating at the Speed of Belief — not by sight but by feel. Because of the “Curse of Knowledge,” I assume (yes, I know, makes an ass out of u and me) everyone else is comfortable with their hair blown back, too. (As a side-bar, that’s why I wear my hair in a crew cut.)
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