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Conversation with a Stranger

The masks we wear

By Amelia LakenPublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 8 min read
Conversation with a Stranger
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Hapless bystander-

Maybe, but why did you wander here, specifically?

Tell me about your journey… of the odyssey that brought you here… to this point in our currently shared history.

Grave misfortunes?

Coincidental luck?

Perhaps, grit and hard work?

Hopeless grief?

Countless Rejections?

Bursts of infectious joy?

Take off the mask-

I’m completely dumbstruck!

By your willingness…

Your obedience…

Your intelligence…

Your vulnerability…

Your need to trust…

To connect to the real-

What an endeavor!

Aren’t you clever!

You fooled them all, even yourself.

Though the intent was not malicious or nefarious-

The pattern was learned…

It took years to create…

There is still time left…

I will help you remember…

Let’s take off more layers…

Let’s search for your core…

The unprecedented quest for your authentic self; a brave venture to undertake. There is so much more to it then one might think.

You must have courage… nerves of steel. Prepare- You are going to feel…

Don’t be afraid-

I’m safe- I won’t harm you... I want us all to be free- To heal unequivocally…

I won’t humiliate or judge you-

I have no harsh words, thoughts or ill intent…

I only want to find you… So you can rediscover yourself.

We can start from the beginning.

Now take off the next mask-

Seems a little harder, huh?

It’s uncomfortable to be seen…

With no self-protective shell…

To lose those ego bolstering fabrications…

They’re just not real…

Manufactured…

They do not serve you-

Designed to fit a construct that does not even exist; created in the minds of those long since passed.

Now let’s shed another-

There you go; I see your incandescence.

It radiates such beauty!!

Such truth!

What a sight!

The change in your face astounding… glowing radiantly with your internal light.

The subtle tone in your voice; a nuance almost imperceptible.

I can hear it though…

It’s much lighter…

Less controlled…

Has it rendered you more bold?

It feels better doesn’t it? More natural... More real…. More authentically you…

Do you feel less fear?

It’s okay to be nervous, but don’t freeze there.

There is much more yet to discover.

To unashamedly throw off all of the bravado-

To function in authenticity is noble. It takes courage to be a real aficionado- to devote yourself to uncovering your essence… To dispose of all acquired falsehoods with exuberant effervescence… Bubbling from your core and out of your soul… Dust… Forgotten eternally… forevermore…

Do you wonder how this came to pass?

Perhaps we should step back and look at it historically- Our psyches evolving overtime with ancestral imprints - In such a way that each and every one of our souls, seemingly, irrevocably impacted… Most certainly to varying degrees… all because of the decisions and choices of those who came before us…. Set apart by dacades, to be sure, but in reality most of the damage came about centuries ago… we carry it all within us. A soul knowledge that imprisons our life force. A destructive burden that needs to be destroyed- Erased from history so our caged spirits can be set free… allowed to soar… finally, towards freedom in its purest form and meaning.

The problem is unraveling the twisted quagmire of deceit, fueled by greed to be sure, but also people and elements of unknown origins- of the darkest preternatural essence. That, without our complete conscience awareness have entangled us all.

To begin with-

The fallacy that was already in place before any of us even arrived in this space- Already cemented… a social architecture- Built and evolved through the centuries… ideals and convictions taken from and added to over time, but the premise has remained, mostly intact . Most people have only self-protected accordingly, as a matter of fact, to remain alive… to survive it all.

Power and control for the few at the behest of who?

Various authority figures through time and space-

Some living thousands of years ago, but the societal precedent withstanding-

Leaving the majority to scrape and scrounge…

Just barely alive… minds twisted and no longer sound…

And who has this served? That is the real question we must ascertain…

The deconstruction of a man-made reality based on delusions and deceptions. A reality worthy of being torn to shreds.

It’s a grave misconception that we are born into… twists of Truth that serve few.

A reality we didn’t even realize that we agreed to… unfortunately, we just fell into… simply by the occurrence of our birth. So we had to learn to adapt and started to pick up masks… falsehoods to cling to.

The glory comes once you only desire to be who you really are… who you were created to be… to find your essence and thwart yourself forward… find your voice.

Then you can’t help but fight to deconstruct the masks and walls that have been self imposed… built to hide and protect vulnerability and human fragility.

To keep others out... to self-protect…which stands only to perpetuate and prolong our separateness and suffering.

We are fighting the wrong enemy-

To assign value to one another according to categories and ideas that are not real... a hideous misinterpretation of the Truth. One that destroys and invades our minds… depositing lies that we come to accept and integrate instead of deny-

Death sentences for some…

But, inevitably we humans… immaculate at our core… born from our Creator... we cannot bear this unjust and wickedly tinged reality so we build our walls and create new masks to hide our interiors… to cover our flaws... to insulate from the brutal injustices and unconscionable treatment of our fellow man… our brothers… our sisters…

We pretend we are okay and that we fit in…

We blindly obey-

Falsehoods that put one man above another are inherently misguided and human driven for many reasons that are not pure.

There is no glory in subscribing to some false persona… to survive in a world such as this… A world of inequality and injustice… One of obvious underlying brutality.

How could one not submit and affix a mask or a thousand... just to conciliate and not admit utter revulsion to what is known as truth. Protect and cover your mind from perceiving or gaining in depth awareness of this reality you’re subscribed to… to survive in a world with some semblance of sanity we hide our true spirits and pretend we have no deep rooted vulnerabilities. When, in actuality we all do.

A distorted reality, that elevates some above others in value and worthiness… separating brothers and sisters from each other… based on incongruent thoughts and ideas…

In truth, we all share this mysterious fate, this same predicament. There are a minority of people though, who use and abuse… care not for the plight of those whose souls are made of luminous light, hearts more gentle, minds pure like a newborn fawn… only aware of it’s mother… unable to see the wolf just beyond... devising a plot to obliterate them both on the spot.

Let’s shed one more, hapless stranger-

See how your heart energy begins to flow.

The warmth of the spirit within seeps from you and captures the essence of love.

This is the heart thread that connects us to our Creator and to each other.

Rid yourself of the false exterior that houses the most immaculately pure being.

To find your core we have to dig deeper.

The excavation must be thorough.

Try one more…

Aww, you see…

It’s just you and me…

I love who you are… under there… in the deep seat of your soul.

Suffocating under all of these masks… for so long my dear.

You had to attach them and I understand why... we all had to... to some degree or another, we had to survive.

Year after year, attaching more and more insulation…

You had to stay alive…

You had to betray your soul … your true self… then completely forget why…

The stark depth of darkness in this place is undeniably terrifying.

Self-preservation-

It’s easy to see why these masks become our identity.

Accumulated one after the other… at times with the speed of light in order not to see…not to flame the eternal need to fight… for truth… for justice. To speedily keep out the darkness… the awareness… to not have to come face -to-face with the peril that is lying in wait for all humankind.

Slowly plastering your exterior and concealing your God-given truth…

Who you once were when your spirit first awoke-

Pure and untouched by this world’s tragic indifference to truth and equality… honor and integrity… life, primarily.

Time moved forward and innocence lost...

Year after year…

Slowly over time…

It started when you were a mere infant…

To fit in and not stand out…

You were molded…

To not be vulnerable… or fragile…

Or emit your rays of humanity with authenticity and illuminating purity…

To protect your ego…

To not feel…

To not risk becoming an outcast…

You began to put on masks to hide what you feared would not be accepted.

It’s okay though, to be real…

No matter how different you may feel-

Remember that ideal… is just that, an ideal and therefore it’s not a true concept… It’s made up.

It’s okay to rid yourself of false personas.

Too much work, you say?

I know it is exceedingly uncomfortable…

Please don’t give up and scurry away… back to your dismal lot… if we hurry and gently reveal your inner workings… the light will burst forth. You will become free of this abysmal plot… this destitute place you have understood as reality.

You must begin now-

If you don’t time will run afoul…

By the end you will lose your true spirit…gone forever… along with the promise of an enlightened tomorrow. One with a clear and renewed conscience… infused with self-assurance and the ability to heal, one by one, our family... our brothers and sisters who make up all of humanity… because truly we are all one.

And that will be an utter calamity… a never-ending perpetual tragedy… and we will succumb to indifference and a soul sick malady that can’t be undone…. not until we endeavor to break from our carefully molded biographies where suffering and inequality are detached from mindfulness. We will have to sit in waiting hoping … for a few or just one… the brave, bold and true…to remove masks and proclaim the truth that we all undoubtedly knew.

Our unique qualities and in-born spirits were bestowed upon us…

Gifts-

Unique differences that work together in harmony like puzzle pieces separated, but when put together… such beauty they display…

Guiding each other…

Lighting the path…

Woven in such a way…

Meant to create balance…

Symbiotic mutualism-

Thriving together…

Doing no harm…

Complete interconnected bliss…

The truth… is that we must become more real.

Become authentic…

It’s okay to lose our masks-

Those false misrepresentations…

The truth will set us all free…

We are meant to be vulnerable…

To light the way for one another…

In truth we are all one…

We are all connected…

We are all, ultimately, family…

We must deconstruct the myth… that we must be other than who we are at our core…who we were born to be… who God created us to be… and we must do it now with urgency.

Let’s seek out our hearts and live in such a way that all disparities are lost, simply forgotten…

Mask free in this way… the only way…. to reconnect humanity.

Take off you mask-

Hapless bystander…. It is time to join the collective… become conscience… be set free. We still have a chance to save humanity.

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