It's late and I'm tired... it's also the end of the week and I just want to be done with blogging. Not to say that I don't appreciate this blog or the writing I do for it- but it can drag on when you don't have much to write about. I'm taking this idea from my dad's post (I apologize for referencing you constantly in my posts, dad) because he was writing about perception earlier. He referred to Shakespeare's quote about the world being a stage and how people wear many masks, etc. etc... if you're interested in that, you can read my dad's NUMEROUS pieces about it. In any case, I decided to go track down my own little compilation of quotes about masks, identity, and perception.
Here it is. "I can tell a lot about a person by what they choose to see in me." "We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin." "Give someone a mask, and they will show their true face." "We create a mask to meet the masks of others... and then wonder why we cannot love, and why we feel so alone." "Why should I fear the dark, when the masks people wear in the sun are far more terrifying?" "Identity cannot be found or fabricated but emerges from within when one has the courage to let go." "Life isn't about finding yourself- life is about creating yourself." "Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom." That being said... here is a list of my "masks" and "identities". - daughter, granddaughter, niece, sister - nidan, black belt, martial artist, teacher, helper - writer, blogger, poet, reader - friend, enemy, best friend, 'sister' - thoughtful, happy, creative, kind - opinionated, bitchy, self-centered - soft-hearted, gentle, kind - strong-willed, stubborn, down-to-earth - life saver.... These are just a handful of what I know people see me as. I'm sure there are more. Not all are good. But not all are bad. They are simply the different perceptions of people... some who know me, and some who don't. Most people's first impression of me, believe it or not, is that I'm a stoner. I'm not. I was raised by one, though. I guess it's a way of thinking that rubs off. I'm happy with who I am as a person. I'm at the point where I know some people don't particularly like me... and I don't really care. No one can get along with EVERYONE. And if someone feels the need to believe rumors and not even give me a chance; then they probably weren't the type of person I'd like to be associated with anyway. Who are you..? And more importantly... are you happy with who you are? - Maddie
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