The world's a stage

This earth is full of people who have difficulty being honest with themselves, much less the world at large. They are tired actors who can't take off their masks anymore, because it has been on too long. They cannot admit to their own frailties as humans, yet smirk from their precarious position at those who can. Little realising how it all comes around to everyone...one fine day.

No, this is not written in anger or meant as a rant against anyone/the world (as these perfected actors/actresses have a tendency to view)...just an observation.

And a smile.

And a realisation that what matters,

is being to true to oneself.

And I am.

I'm not perfect. I haven't figured out many things yet. I may not deal with many things the way I wish I could, sometimes. (I've certainly given up trying to deal with it the way "others" think I should..ie: "more palatable to their pretense-filled world")

But.

That's being human.

Something many cannot admit to being.

And no.

There is no "magic pill" that can make you one. (That some seem intent on making me swallow, to be like them, because "that's the way to go, say the unchallengeable 'experts' ")

Only by feeling everything, ups and downs,highs and lows raw and unedited, and unanaesthetised, can you discover yourself.

Not by anyone telling you how.

And I'm glad to go through it all.

And only I know, that I'm much more than you perceive.

And that's enough for me.

Because I don't have to pretend to be anyone I'm not

for myself.

My sympathies to the washed out actors...take a break, I say :)