Clothing reveals more about a mans mind than his body. A restless mind wants constant change — new colors, new styles, new impressions — because it depends on attention to feel alive. A disciplined mind values consistency. Wearing the same clothes all week is not neglect; it is a small rebellion against vanity. It removes one more daily decision, one more temptation to perform. It turns dress into a tool, not an identity. The time and thought once spent on image can then be given to work, prayer, or stillness. Uniformity also trains humility. The body should be clean and modest, but it need not be decorated. The saints wore what was needed and forgot about it. They were recognized not by appearance, but by presence — by the peace that comes from an unfragmented life. Simplicity in dress supports simplicity in thought. When clothing ceases to be a form of self-advertising, the conscience grows quieter. The goal is not poverty of material, but poverty of ego. A shirt worn faithfully all week can be a silent confession: that a man is here to serve, not to be admired.