In foggy view, anything could be obscure, not clearly focused, none the less, relatively cooler air makes me tense, images are ambiguous, but own consciousness is so clear.

Though, visual and tangible are mutually indifferent.
But that wonder is so ephemeral.

Daytime passes, those symmetry is broken.
That transition means daily made commonplaceness.

In other words, wondrous symmetry is so momentary. But simultaneously, that's so trivial.
And commonplace time is lazily so long.

Skin surface catching sense and visually noticeable sense are mutually very contrary, you know. But the mutual gap otherwise, to us, the most ordinarily given reality to us.

We are substantially seriously cracked at our own sensing, in other words, each sense is very selfishly independent, rather very egoistic.

Otherwise, that'd be human intrinsicity. And the carnally given nature means the proof of human.

Foggy morning wonder, you teach me the truth so penetratingly.

June. 28, 29th.   2023