Masquerade

Yet another week.

It's been tiresome, for sure. I've been quite busy the last couple weeks, but I have been noticing so much about human nature that I was nearly unsure what I would write about tonight. I figured I would begin with a pondering question that has been in my mind nearly since I have began my blog: the concept of masking the inner self, a split persona that everyone has, whether they are aware of this characteristic or not. In my retrospect, I see that as humans, we hold - at least the majority of us - two different sides of ourselves: an impure, altered, frivolous adaptation of our being that we often show to those who see us routinely, those who see us strictly on the surface level. For the most part, this adaptation is influenced by our social groups, our "sphere of influence", if you will. Perhaps it may be different than what we are.

This side is what acts as the mask.

Behind the mask lies the second side: the true form that we are born as. This side contains all of what we feel is right, all that we believe in without a doubt of ourselves or any other force. This portrayal is one not often seen by anyone besides ourselves. Sometimes, we even fail to see behind our masks to unveil our true form. The less acceptable form, perhaps, from what our masked form takes. This concept is similar to an alter ego, our masks being something that we cannot be, something that we want to be, something apart from what we truly are.

Why are we not allowed to remove these masks?

Alas, society does not take kindly to those brave enough to cut against the grain and show who they really are. Our world consists of one giant masquerade, full of anonymous individuals that wear flashy and beautiful masks of which they chose to wear. However, beyond the mask lies a human. Beyond lies a beautiful person, someone that wants to impact the world, make their mark. But yet, to reveal oneself is forbidden, as there are some looks or some perspectives that society does not accept.

But y'know what?

Perhaps it is those that get lost with their masked partners who know not of the beauty that you hold behind your mask. They become so involved in their new identity that they seem to forget the mask is on. The mask becomes part of them, no longer leaving a form to lie behind. Only a void of emptiness. However, there is so much more than what the masquerade wants you to be. You have too much to do, too much to become than to throw it all away and dance without identity. All it takes is that first step.

Reveal yourself.