@itsjosuke: Most know unknown guy #meme #funny #haircut #looksmax #edit

Creep20607014 :

Editing him like an angel from above😭

💚ＩＺＵＫＵ💚 :

I can see him. Not with my eyes, but with my heart, with my soul, maybe seeing isn’t always believing, if I believe he’s here, but I can’t see he’s here, how can I know he’s here? What if our souls are our true guides, our memory, our mind, our resolve, our compassion, are all bits of what make us….us, to forsake our souls, is to resign to an artificial life we truly despise in every sense of the definition, in my compassion, I pray he would be here, in my resolve, I will wait for him, if he isn’t, in my memory, I remember when I could and couldn’t see him, yet felt his presence, and in my mind, I know he’s been here all along, he is us, we are each other, I am you, you are me, we are one. Our humanity, is not based on our body, the ship of Theseus, is not a different ship, because of new wood, it is based on the soul, we are only us, because of the soul, it exists, because we made it a soul, the beauty in nature, is not what we see, but what we feel

reid :

He does not merely walk; he glides with an ethereal grace that transcends the mundane confines of formality and barrier alike. a vision of perfection bordering on the divine yet profoundly human. his movements flow with seamless elegance swishing through existence in angelic harmony. in every dimension and facet he embodies beauty unadulterated perfection boundless love kindness and sanctity. he is the very essence of mogging elevated to its apex. to compare him diminishes the profound meaning of his being. he represents all that is virtuous all that is sublime godly and supreme above all else. thus one finds that language itself falters in capturing how he simply exists in his unparalleled splendor.

Napoléon (me fr) / LtMouton :

No editing btw, he just does that

#1Koleda&Airshakurglazer :

his lore accurate form

EliGMF :

I can see him. Not with my eyes, but with my heart and soul. Perhaps seeing was never meant to belong to the eyes alone. The eyes capture appearances, but they can never grasp the quiet gravity of a presence. Some people enter a room, while others change the room simply by existing. There is something about him that refuses to be explained, something that cannot be measured by words, appearance, or reputation. It is a presence that speaks in silence, a force that asks for nothing yet commands everything. The more you try to define it, the more it escapes language, because some things are not meant to be understood, only felt. Perhaps that is what it means to truly see someone: not to witness them with your eyes, but to recognize the unspoken weight they carry. A man known by many, yet understood by none.

Beat🇵🇸 :

In every new video the man is getting brighter

💎 :

His body covered in darkness by the gods that attempt to burry his soul in despair but still his light transcends any race or hate, it is true guidement, a light only visible for our hearts, the light that gives us life. He shows us the potential we all have inside of ourselves to outshine the void in which we were born, turning it in a void of light were all darkness is missing, making a void become full.

Takuya Yagami :

What have i started 😭✌️

boredd :

slightly brighter i can see him

Yusif3883 :

The baby was drowning

9029 :

editing him like a soul touched by Divine

: / :

LeonardoPriv🇮🇹 :

Nirvana album

Epicfango :

I can see him. Not with my eyes, but with my heart and soul. Maybe seeing isn't just about looking with the first sense. But truly feeling what's there with what you know is. A Man, known by many. Yet known by none.

Benja💫⚜️ :

i can still see him and we are not worthy of it

04. :

I can see him. Not with my eyes, but with my heart, with my soul, maybe seeing isn’t always believing, if I believe he’s here, but I can’t see he’s here, how can I know he’s here? What if our souls are our true guides, our memory, our mind, our resolve, our compassion, are all bits of what make us….us, to forsake our souls, is to resign to an artificial life we truly despise in every sense of the definition, in my compassion, I pray he would be here, in my resolve, I will wait for him, if he isn’t, in my memory, I remember when I could and couldn’t see him, yet felt his presence, and in my mind, I know he’s been here all along, he is us, we are each other, I am you, you are me, we are one. Our humanity, is not based on our body, the ship of Theseus, is not a different ship, because of new wood, it is based on the soul, we are only us, because of the soul, it exists, because we made it a soul, the beauty in nature, is not what we see, but what we feel