Thoughts fly inside my head, questions, doubts, and no answers fly in return.
Sometimes we live life as it HAS TO BE, but, does it HAS TO BE? Or it just IS?
EXAMPLE:
When someone dies, you HAVE TO CRY.
When someone dies, you HAVE TO CRY?
Who the hell says so?!?!?
People are losing their real identity, their real SELF, and start living some other’s ideal of life. By saying this, we can affirm that society has a great impact on us, and no one can deny it. People are preoccupied of: “what is the other going to say about ME, about what I decide”. Identity is fading out, egocentrism, selfishness are the fashion words, leaving behind the real SELF. Where the hell are our emotions? Where the hell are our feelings? We have the power (and capacity) of deciding, of feeling what we want to in a determinate time or situation, but society has imposed a way of living (when someone dies, you HAVE TO cry), and I dare to say, of feeling!
Are we acting out? Is this world kind of a film or movie where we play both roles: spectator and actor/actress at the same time? If so, who is the director? Are we also? Are we pretending to be someone else, so some other can buy our fake mascara? The world is becoming a personality’s market: who offers the best face, is the most valued. By saying this we can conclude that a valuable thing is to be someone else, to be fake, shallow, cold, and with no true feelings (of those that come from the deepest side of us).
Honesty? Congruency? Love? The hell no!
Cheers for that!
Sometimes we live life as it HAS TO BE, but, does it HAS TO BE? Or it just IS?
EXAMPLE:
When someone dies, you HAVE TO CRY.
When someone dies, you HAVE TO CRY?
Who the hell says so?!?!?
People are losing their real identity, their real SELF, and start living some other’s ideal of life. By saying this, we can affirm that society has a great impact on us, and no one can deny it. People are preoccupied of: “what is the other going to say about ME, about what I decide”. Identity is fading out, egocentrism, selfishness are the fashion words, leaving behind the real SELF. Where the hell are our emotions? Where the hell are our feelings? We have the power (and capacity) of deciding, of feeling what we want to in a determinate time or situation, but society has imposed a way of living (when someone dies, you HAVE TO cry), and I dare to say, of feeling!
Are we acting out? Is this world kind of a film or movie where we play both roles: spectator and actor/actress at the same time? If so, who is the director? Are we also? Are we pretending to be someone else, so some other can buy our fake mascara? The world is becoming a personality’s market: who offers the best face, is the most valued. By saying this we can conclude that a valuable thing is to be someone else, to be fake, shallow, cold, and with no true feelings (of those that come from the deepest side of us).
Honesty? Congruency? Love? The hell no!
Cheers for that!
fgmta.
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