Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Mirror/Mask
As each day goes by, I see more and more the mask that people put on and the characters they try to emulate. A modern day Jack Kerouac. A real life Holden Caulfield. A live action Max Fischer. Your imitations aren't who you are. This isn't a movie, it's not a book that'll leave you stone faced in the final chapter. This is life and it's really fucking happening and in the end, you can't hide from who and what you really are. It makes me wonder, what's real in people and what's just a facade? Maybe I'll never know. Maybe that's just people for ya.
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We Wear the Mask
WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
I'm afraid that quotes are beginning to dictate my life.
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