when the cover of darkness falls and swallows up the day, it seems to transform the way human beings act. sitting by a campfire, the only light coming from the crackling flames, darkness surrounds and somehow brings out the honest, unafraid, unashamed part of every person. it makes sense, as the blackness seems to erase all the pretenses that one tries so hard to maintain. a black mask of darkness, it gives protection and somehow brings forth the true, raw nature of everyone. and yet, i am afraid of the dark. maybe this is because i am afraid to be real, or maybe because i am afraid of people seeing the true me. as hard as i try, it is nearly impossible to be real all the time. sometimes, without realizing it, i get caught up in the play of life, and i laugh, and cry and say all the right lines, but it's not me. but somehow it is, because i'm playing the part, aren't i? so am i following lines or creating my own part? can you tell the difference? can i tell the difference? but back to the neverending abyss of darkness, what if it was dark all the time? would that bring out the true human nature? i wonder.... it's so fascinating, the nothingness and emptiness of the dark, how the black can erase and hide, but it can't take the world away. it remains stolen in the darkness, but it is still there, it is still the same. so strange...
just some thoughts, now a quote that i like:
"Be tough, yet gentle
humble, yet bold,
Swayed always
by beauty and truth"
~Bob Pieh
evz .:.
1 comment:
darkness. freedom to be whoever you want to be. Masks only work in the light. In the dark masks aren't seeable, and therefor fall off. That's what makes the dark so scary yet so safe at the same time.
I think there is little difference between following lines and creating your own part. Your own part is created when you make the lines your own. But you have to first learn the part by following the lines. Does this make any sense?
I'm glad it's not dark all the time, because standig darkness would be tiring and emotionally exhausting, but occasional darkness, around a campfire, in room with the lights turned down low, can do wonders to build a friendship.
JTYC
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