Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote, “There is no privacy that cannot be penetrated. No secret can be kept in a civilized world. Society is a masked ball where everyone hides his real character, then reveals it by hiding.”
Based on my personal experiences in the world, I do not believe that this country represents the morals or ideals of its citizens. Maybe it did once, but that time has long since been buried and forgotten. The people of the United States of America have been censored and swayed so much by the corporate and social medias that we have lost our personal identities. We are so engulfed in the drama and the infatuation of fitting in with our fellow sheeple that we have donned a mask to hide our true faces. The mask is the ever-present façade that we broadcast to the world. The mask, like Atlas bears the weight of the world; forever being punished for crimes that weren’t of its own making. The tragedy is that we have become so blind to our surroundings that we as a conglomeration are beginning to believe our own lies, and have all but forgotten what our true faces look like at all. How long will men and women alike suffer in silence for a cause that has left them both bitter, and alone in the rubble of a better time? Mankind has created a mask that is worn whilst out in the world; when surrounded by strangers, exposed and vulnerable. This persona is rigid and reserved, hidden in plain sight for the entire world to see. The mask that we wear at home when we are surrounded by the ones we love is the closest that anyone will ever come to seeing our true face.
It has always been my understanding that putting faith in anyone other than God and myself will result in disappointment, and the cherry on top of the cake is that ignorance cannot be blamed; but rather lack of caring. There was a moment in the not so distant past that bore witness to a race of man that was free of judgment. A Race that was able to walk freely beyond the walls of their own homes without the masks that now chain these same men to the very streets they used to walk. How far must we fall before we realize that we are the cause of our own suffering; by then I just hope it isn’t too late. On the other hand, after scrutinizing how each individual treats another, the mask could be chalked up to nothing more than the most primal human instinct; Survival. This terrible plague could be nothing more than a defense mechanism, and if so, how can it be beaten? The pursuit of the answers to the former questions will infest the mind like a slow moving cancer until all faith in mankind is obliterated. E.E. Cummings once wrote, ‘To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you everybody else, means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.’ It is human nature to struggle with acclimation into society whilst also straining to maintain ones’ own identity. The road is long and paved with potholes, a lonely desolate wasteland, and it seems rather ignorant to hide from companionship while we travel; so why not deviate from the social norm and search for people who are also reaching for companionship. Walk blindly into the darkness that is the rest of your lives, and do so with the confidence that there will always be those of us who will seek you out in this darkness and give you the strength to take off the mask and face your fears.