I say that, life is a stage+everyday we wake up+prepare to brave the outside world, we are actively taking apart in theatrics. This is the very way of society. The person that you are when you are alone w/ yourself in the evenings, is not the same person that you are when you are among your societal peers, or members of the general public. + why is this? Well, if you felt that you could be the same person that you are whilst you were home alone, then you would be that person. The very notion that we have to alter, mould+trim parts of ourselves for acceptance is indicative of the fact that we are not truly at home with ourselves in society, because society does not allow you to.
We all have our darknesses+our sadnesses, but what separates us is the way in which we deal with these traumas. Some people choose to hide behind multiple masks.The greater the facade, the lesser the chance of being identified as wounded it seems. So in order to hide the bruised soul, must become more ego, greater ego, louder ego. The soul screams, ‘I am hurt. I am unsure in myself’. The ego echoes, ‘I will buy this clothes. I will take these pictures. + the world will know of my beauty. The world will think that I am the best’. It is a viscous cycle of seclusion. We seclude the facets of ourselves that really demand our attention. We silence them+shove them into a bottomless pit day by day, gracing the world w/ expensive clothes, with laughter, with grandiose delusions.+ this creates a society who are ran by a dog eat dog mentality. If you are to be the best+the most beautiful+the most worthy, then ofcourse, you must annihilate all competition. In order to do so, to be the alpha of the pack, you step on the backs of those who you perceive to be beneath you. If they look like the fool, then you do not have to. This is how a bully’s mentality is born, another vicious cycle. ‘The bully’ archetype begins very early on, as early as nursery school. This individual experiences malicious behaviours at home from their care givers, but instead of responding to their own pains, mimics the evils that they see, + carries them out into the world.
I myself am not perfect, but nothing means more to me than being a good person..The focus shouldn’t always be on where you are, who you are, or who you have been, so much as it should be who you strive to be & the efforts that you so tirelessly lend to being that person..Day by day. Minute by minute. Hour by hour, you are creating yourself, you are creating ripples within the universe, that send ripples of equivalent energy back toward you.. The laws of change/ exchange, as above so below, the very balance that keeps existence in order. Because nobody can hope to be entirely perfect, or free from their own delusions – it is a request non fathomable, unconquerable.
Don’t let people make you feel bad because you are not perfect, or have not lived a perfect life & have behaved in less than perfect ways… This is the story of human kind – imperfect by nature, because perfection is an illusionary, elusive & rather grandiose concept if you ask me. If we want to speak of true perfection, which I perceive to be a thing without flaw, or worthy criticism, then I think of the divine.. The most high, who we are all a reflection of, but who we are NOT.
People & society in particular attempt to control you using your imperfections & your mistakes like a dark cloud looming over you.. Never allowing you to dare to dream or be more than what you are.. God forbid that you realise you are a divine sparkle of the most divine essence & energy.. No longer will you be so easily manipulated or indoctrinated by the powers that be. So they make it so that your past mistakes & your ‘karma’ will continuously be held over you, & roll off the tongues of those who speak of you.. But it is all a fallacy, because they too are filled to the brink with illegitimacy, & inherent evils of the paths on their trials..
This does not make them bad, no. This makes them human. To be human is to journey, to grow, to learn.. For the ones who are granted old age, it is in our ‘wise years’ that we grow most humble, most loving, most accepting.. It is when we are closest to reconnecting with our maker, that we realise all at once.. The only truth is love & the only gain, is knowledge.
Forgive yourself. This minute. For all of your evils – no matter how evil. Start from there.
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