Our Painted Faces
Paint your faces.
Layer upon layer.
A chosen reality.
To masquerade as the thing we dreamt of being.
Bent and warped.
Until nothing remains of the self.
..Off with our heads.
Every day we feel compelled to paint our faces, both literally and figuratively.
We need to look a certain way.
We need to dress a certain way.
We need to behave a certain way.
We need to be what they expect us to be.
Only, WE don't need that, they need us to.
They want us to act as they do, because they are afraid to be themselves, and jealous of those who do not share that fear.
And so they judge. They feed each other's hatred for that which is different, because they dare not stand out. Too insecure to stand on their own feet–to be an entity separated from the mass. Another soul lost to the Hivemind.
But cutting yourself loose from the mass is exactly where listening to your inner compass begins. Where being yourself begins. And being true to your inner voice, is the key to standing against anxiety, depression and mental imbalance.
Wipe the layers off your face–one by one.
Stop following the life that others have dictated for you, or the life society expects you to lead.
Show your true face.
Step into your essence, instead of shunning it, dragging it behind you like a shameful, abominable thing. Inhabit it proudly, and feel how the scrutiny of others can no longer reach you.
Decide on the contents of your own life, and know that you can make it what you want it to be–as long as you learn to see beyond the constructs others have erected around you.
Look inside, and use what you find to climb the walls that surround you, to peer over that which keeps you small.
Once you do, the possibilities become near endless, all remaining limitations originating from within yourself.
Beyond these walls, you can truly paint yourself as envisioned from within.
