Deary, you won't see your true features until it's captured by the lens of the others. Today, i saw my true features in a some sort of a recorded video of a lecture i once attended. When i saw my own face, i didn't recognize it in the beginning; i had to contemplate it for while to get know to it. The very first thought was that if I ever lectured or became a speaker somewhere,my last wish is to see a face like mine. Features are dead, the soul has departed long time ago, and that body is mere presence of what is called A Being. I am dead, featureless and feel sorry for whoever I attended his symposium.
Yours.