As the nights close and the mornings open, I am left with wonderment. Life by its own right is wondrously full of beauty and perfection. All aspects connecting to each other flawlessly as if by design. I am not going to make this about religion or philosophy, that is on you. I am only going to ponder the perfections and imperfections.
With all that is perfect in this life we as people are one of life’s most beautiful creatures. All so different yet all connected by one undeniable circumstance…Life. As being part of one greater good we must recognize and appreciate the randomness.
One would think, being it such a small world and such a “short” life, we* would want to connect and learn from each other to the fullest. Yet we hide. We engulf ourselves with such menial and dulling tasks. We distract our purpose for the routine. We shadow our faces and hide behind masks. We wear such beautiful masks and hide our souls more beautiful light. This in itself is exhausting.
What is the purpose of these masks? To hide negative emotions? To conceal deep feelings?
To repress sadness and anger? Why must these be disguised? What is wrong with these emotions? Life is based upon complexity, as are our emotions. And that is beauty.
On the other hand it may not be a mask, it may be something deeper, darker, it may be fear… is it simply the subconscious hiding fear? Fear of the unknown? I am aware of people not wishing to address certain issues such as death, life, God, meaning, purpose, destiny…The list can go on and on. Metaphysics is captivating and certainly scary to some. Is the solution to hide? To pretend they don’t exist? To not question?
I know not the answers, just thinking on “paper”. It makes me sad sometimes, I try to find people to converse on these issues. I feel as if I am alone on my feelings, I feel great sadness for those who wish not to question life. What greater purpose have we? What greater adventure is there than to seek and uncover the meanings within ourselves. As for now I sit and stare into the screen, I try to find why I chose this topic today…
As Duma Key was pondering his masks, perhaps I too have pondered mine
*As “we”, I speak only on people I encounter and myself. I speak not for all, for there are some that are stronger than I and can break the facade.
Journals Of Enreal 
You are most definitely not alone. I have been realizing more and more of late how many masks I/we actually own. Sometimes they are worn so often that we lose ourselves, our spirit is suffocated. I fear that I have worn my masks for so long that nobody around me knows who I really am. A bone chilling if somewhat tiring realization. Don’t ever stop questioning life my dear enreal….the day you so is the day you let your spirit die.
people have told me I’m “strong” but there are too many days that I don’t see it in myself. perhaps I make it look easy, this constant battle with my own will. the mask of strength. and yet nobody really knows how you feel when you’re alone, except you. and thn sometimes, I look out the window or I see something, and I realize how lucky I am despite whatever crosses I bear. Life is a helluva thing to put upon a person.
Hello Enreal,
Without masks we would not appear to be individuals but one.
I was thinking that it might be more fun to play this very realistic game of being an individual if we could remember that it is not real. In any case it does seem a shame that we tend to not want to play the game.
More and more it seems that life is the ultimate 3D virtual reality game. How cool that I can actually feel like I am inside of my character.
Very well put Enreal
Curious to see that all too often, the “strongest”, the most “confident”, can be the most hidden. Likely the most afraid, the most long standing hurt. Likely abandoned from the sense of Wholeness and union with Life and Being.
Fear and security are strange co-conspirators. We did not make this earth, but we have created schemes, such as “owning” land; dividing it; conquering Creation?
Am I really that sure I have the right to deny others what I have? Do I have a right to hoard safety above others?
We are working for Soul consistency with an awe-inspiring Creation that gives each one the ability to find purpose. To hide in separation, protecting the wounds of missing connection.
It seems we often are required to let our mistakes go. Learn they we not us. Use senses to see beyond my walls, my possessions, my confidence in aloneness.
Great post and comments.
(How my comment should read after;We are working for Soul consistency with an awe-inspiring Creation that gives each one the ability to find purpose.)
But to hide in separation, protecting the wounds of missing connection, this becomes self consuming. Alienation becomes its own confirmation.
It seems we often are required to let our mistakes go. They do not define our souls parameters. We can earn they were not us. Use our senses to see beyond my walls, my possessions, my confidence in aloneness.
“What is the purpose of these masks? To hide negative emotions? To conceal deep feelings?
To repress sadness and anger? Why must these be disguised? What is wrong with these emotions? Life is based upon complexity, as are our emotions. And that is beauty”
Sums up so much…. for me may be its fear, fear of being seen with out the mask, fear of not really understanding what lays beneath.
I think you sum up much better the thoughts I was presenting. Great post