| Note! There is no medical information in this post! I am not a doctor, nor any other kind of expert in any medical condition. This personal blog post is only about my personal views, beliefs and experiences. Most likely facts, that I present here, are not correct, so they are not facts but merely my personal beliefs. For any information or advice on any medical condition, consult a doctor or other medical expert. |
Eyes are the mirror of the soul
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| My in Oulu Finland in 1989. I had already moved away but I was visiting my ex girlfriend who took the picture. |
Eyes are the windows to the soul. is another variant of this saying. It was once told to me by a Russian girl that I was kind of dating when I was twenty-something. She used it as a reason to reject me. My eyes were bad, hiding behind thick spectacles. Obviously she thought that my soul is as bad as my eyes. As I remember, we didn't discuss this further, and we also did not break up totally but continued as friends for several years.
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| Selfie during a morning walk with my dog in the highlands of Central Southern Vietnam. I was recording a mohter's day message for my mother. |
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| Strong classes, cataract lenses of +10 or stronger, were part of me since I was 3 years old until a few days before my 48th birthday I got intra-coular lenses that were supposed to replace my spectacles. Not to improve my eyesight but just to replace the heavy and thick lenses of my spectacles on my nose. |
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| As a young adult I wanted to have round classes and long hair. |
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