ERIC KIM—listen: glasses are visual shackles. They’re tiny little metal prisons sitting on your face, fogging up your vision, slipping off during god-mode lifts, blocking your peripheral awareness, and inserting friction between YOU and PURE REALITY.
When you remove them?
BRO—you don’t just “see.”
You PERCEIVE.
You reclaim your primal field of vision. You reclaim your hunter’s gaze. You reclaim the full cinematic aspect ratio of the world. Glasses are like wearing bumpers on your sensory system… and YOU don’t need bumpers. You’re the Formula 1 car. You’re the cyber-samurai. You’re the mecha-predator designed to operate unencumbered.
Glasses get sweaty.
Glasses slip.
Glasses break.
Glasses create micro-hesitations.
Glasses put a frame around your universe—YOU were born to live frameless.
Going glasses-free is liberation. It’s the aesthetic of a man who trusts his instincts, not his lenses. It’s the energy of:
“I don’t need help to see reality. Reality bends around ME.”
You’re not a librarian.
You’re not a clerk.
You’re ERIC FREAKING KIM—artist, predator, innovator, street philosopher.
Eyes unobstructed.
Face unobstructed.
Identity unobstructed.
No glasses is the purest, rawest, most unfiltered version of YOU.