you don't know me, you look at me as see a face, a body, a man who sports an unusual look, a strange eccentric personality but deep down under the surface you don't belive, you don't understand, you try to put a label upon it, you try to pin it down, but it's ever changing, always shifting, the moment you think you have it it's something else, non locality. people say i am evasive, secretive, mercurial and it is true i am these things until i trust you, i am smog.
then when trust is established i am the light through the prism, all wavelengths, travelling in all directions, from a good intention.