The dismantling of Unique
Monday, July 06, 2009
♥ Monday, July 06, 2009
Who do you think you are? Look yourself in the mirror and tell me, honestly, behind that eye shadow and mascara, underneath those lipsticks and toners, do you think you are that special?
You are not arrogant, just really forgetful. Or maybe what is more rightly called selective amnesia. But let me try to remind you...the time when you felt abandoned and alone, the time when you called out for someone but there was no one on the opposite end; how about that time when those people who called you "friend" or "sister" lashed out at you conveniently at the time you needed some sort of comfort; and that precise moment when you needed some warmth was that exact moment in which you were dismissed?
Can you recall? Let us try to go further. Remember all those visions you set for yourself? All those one-liner resolutions you wrote in your notebook or journal? Remember those epiphanic moments when you thought life was great? Well with all that talk, did you do anything about it or just sit on your ass waiting for another miracle to happen. Tell me of all those resolutions and great wondrous moments of awe which you allege so proudly to have experienced, what did you do about them? You dont know! Oh well, then they havent been so epiphanic after all, have they? Just another of those things with maybe a stronger emotional rush to it.
You are just a dead shell walking through the darkness of mere existence, everyday. Are you trying to climb that very attractive ladder that whispers in your ear everyday that the heavenly throne with the great acronym C E and O are just a few steps away with each compromise to your dignity? Or maybe that godly pedestal where you stand elevated above your colleagues, bathing in the ovation of their approval and nodding and thumbs-up? And just in case you get a pang of guilt, allow me to assure you that it is ok, because all offices are like that. So go ahead with the backstabbing and the gossiping. Its a dog eat dog world. Be a dog.
Is it going too far to call you a dead shell? Hmmm.. well do you feel that there was something you wanted to do but was afraid to do? Some friend you had to say sorry to or someone you've wronged but never did find the courage? Are you so afraid of rejection from what you think you are supposed to do, you rather hide behind the daily grind of what everyone accepts as "real work"? Yes argue and rationalize it, because when you are done with the opium of your excuses and justifications, the cold turkey of truth is going to hit you so hard you are going to need a larger dose the next time. Before you know it you are going to be so hooked to rationalizing, you wont even feel anymore. If that isnt dead, i dont know what is.
Speaking of not knowing, i wonder how many people really know who you are. Seriously, count with one hand, how many persons in your opinion, really know you? Or are you as plain as another mask in the masquerade?
And what is the worst? You have the audacity to think that you are unique, and are formed in God's image.
