Face Of The Stranger.

Through suspiscions and fabrication unseen, the brilliance of the stranger's mind will always shine through. These are the lives of the strangers around you. Admire their lives, and cherish your own.

#
Eleventh stranger of many: The woman in the center of the photograph, with short platinum blonde hair. This particular stranger in question is very peculiar, on more of a personal level. Hopefully sharing will cause another connection, leaving a satisfying knowledge of understanding. While browsing photos for inspiration, I came across this woman. I have no knowledge of her at all. After the sight of her, I immediatly wished to become a part of her life. Seeing her made me want to let her know everything about me, and I her. This is not an obsession with the woman in person, but more of who she is, and the ability to become a part of her life. I could possibly be the only one who’s had one of these encounters. But if not, you can make the connection of seeing someone, and become instantly fascinated by their being. I can’t help but to be amazed and perplexed. For some unknown reason, a mental force is driving me. I feel the need to help her through a rough time, or give her advice, or make her laugh. Some, and many, are going to find this post strange. But I cannot help the fact that I’m drawn in by the lifestyle she could live. I have a strong feeling others have had this experience as well. That others have been drawn in by a stranger, with no explainable reason, or characteristic that makes that person stand out from the crowd. It’s a develped sense in and of itself, To bring to attention and realize that there is so much beauty and complexity in the average person. And the urge to be a part of that beauty, I feel, isn’t just in me. It’s a surreal and unexplainable sensation. It’s part of the attraction behind the stranger. And it astounds me on a vast amount of levels. I can only hope it’s the same for you. Farewell for now, ma’am.

Eleventh stranger of many: The woman in the center of the photograph, with short platinum blonde hair. This particular stranger in question is very peculiar, on more of a personal level. Hopefully sharing will cause another connection, leaving a satisfying knowledge of understanding. While browsing photos for inspiration, I came across this woman. I have no knowledge of her at all. After the sight of her, I immediatly wished to become a part of her life. Seeing her made me want to let her know everything about me, and I her. This is not an obsession with the woman in person, but more of who she is, and the ability to become a part of her life. I could possibly be the only one who’s had one of these encounters. But if not, you can make the connection of seeing someone, and become instantly fascinated by their being. I can’t help but to be amazed and perplexed. For some unknown reason, a mental force is driving me. I feel the need to help her through a rough time, or give her advice, or make her laugh. Some, and many, are going to find this post strange. But I cannot help the fact that I’m drawn in by the lifestyle she could live. I have a strong feeling others have had this experience as well. That others have been drawn in by a stranger, with no explainable reason, or characteristic that makes that person stand out from the crowd. It’s a develped sense in and of itself, To bring to attention and realize that there is so much beauty and complexity in the average person. And the urge to be a part of that beauty, I feel, isn’t just in me. It’s a surreal and unexplainable sensation. It’s part of the attraction behind the stranger. And it astounds me on a vast amount of levels. I can only hope it’s the same for you. Farewell for now, ma’am.
Page 1