Everyday we pass by unfamiliar faces, unknown lives and alien minds. Our eyes witness the strangest of episodes but only capture the swiftest moments. In the many pictures I’ve taken, only a few could actually reflect the true reality. The mind tricks us in so many ways, in ways that can lead to ultimate happiness or total despair. Sometimes it is essential, like time. From sand glasses, to calendars, to clocks and to watches, it is unnecessary for Man to be reminded that time is just an optical illusion. But when we choose the images we want to open our eyes to, the songs we want to listen to and the lives we want to touch, it is sometimes needed to be reminded that what appears to be bright and colorful is only a creation of the mind. As magical as a rainbow can seem to be, in reality, it is only a deceitful reflected multicolored-arc.
People have chosen different masks with different characters, a face that one sets and uses to bluff the world and themselves. They are walking in circles where it is so hard to find someone who is satisfied with his own life, where the sky is the only heaven you’ll never reach and the rest is just hell on earth. Some keep on searching for meaning and signs while others have mastered the art of procrastination; some get too busy trying to find themselves while others are distracted by the temptations of their inner demons.
They try to keep their lives private though they update their statuses every two seconds; they try to be unpretentious though all they really care about is what other people think; they try to be so cold when all they need is a small friendly hug. We wear different aliases everyday trying to fit in whether we want it or not. We fear being judged though we judge everything that talks, we fear getting hurt, though we hurt everything that feels. We turn on the television hoping to find a chick flick to entertain us, we play video games just to please our siblings, we buy self-help books in order to read some soothing magic words, we go to bars hoping to meet someone new, but at the end of the day we will always be reminded of the truth. As good as people are with hiding the truth, they’re experts at ignoring what really matters. But at the end of the day the truth expands till it chokes us and it is only then that we are faced with ourselves, our own worst enemy.
It is essential to be conscious of the reality that has fallen before us but the question is: Do we really want to be aware of it all? For example, when we raise the question of God and the world’s existence, we never really think about the outcome. I mean, do we really want to know the answer? Do we really want to be aware of it all? A perfect piece of art wouldn’t have been perfect if it weren’t for the flawed artist, a well written article wouldn’t have been published if it weren’t for the troubled soul, and a recently created blog wouldn’t have been created if it weren’t for the disturbed revolutionary spirit. But do we really want to know about it all?