overview of society

Look at the mirror, the person you are looking at is not you, it is the person you want to see but not the person you are seeing. You are meerely looking at the deformed result of a lifetime of work you put yourself to, you are now glancing at what society made you, of what it wants you to be, of what you should be and not of what you are. What you are looking at is neither a man nor a woman, it is neither a child nor an adult, and it is neither black nor white, because what you are looking at is an idea. A projection of what your mind is and not what your exterior looks like. For we misunderstood our eyes they're not receivers, they're emitters, they are the way of exteriorizing what belongs originally in your mind, what is only yours. And that will affect all your other senses, because based on what you think you are, you will only hear what you want to hear, you will only taste what you want to taste, and you will only touch what you want to touch. The purpose of this note is not to criticize the society we live in -even though there is a lot to talk about-but it is a simple observation I made during this few time I've spent here with you. It is a way of expressing what goes on, to shine the light on some dark corners to which we tend to have a forgetfulness attitude, or on some shadowy streets. Shadows created by us standing at our place in society, at where we are supposed to be, and if we move we will eclipse other sides of us, and then we will see another reflection in the mirror not necessarily worse, not necessarily better, but only different. Shadows created by the spotlight of society, which only shines on what it thinks matters and forgets what really counts. The truth is that all of us have our secrets, all of us have some skeletons in our closet, all of us have our shadows, but the more important we are in society, the bigger we will get, and the shadow we cast will do nothing but grow, for we will have more things to hide, more stuff to put in that corner all because we represent the reflection of perfection to this shallow and naive society. But comes a moment in time when our corner is full, when nothing fits in anymore and then it comes out, all the little secrets we wanted to hide, all the gossips we have, everything. Then you won't have this shadow anymore, because you will be right under the spotlight, and no one has a shadow at noon. It is a new beginning, a chance to restart, and the moment you start meeting  people, old or new, it will start, that unstoppable process that keeps on happening, you will get a new shadow, you will put new things in that corner. And then, it will happen again a restructuration of your life, it is nothing but a cycle, a tormenting torturing cycle. It is the only process we can use to purify ourselves and our souls, a process that ends with death, for it is the only salvation we will ever going to get. We are all under the sun in day and a street light at night, not walking, just standing there. For the sun moves, the street light moves and we will remain where we belong, we will remain who we really are but who we pretend to be will change according to that light. It is the way the whole world works, time works like this; a shadow cast by some immovable and dumb object that only does what the light tells him to do, nothing. We humans tend to hate each other, to fight each other, to despise each other, that is why we take great joy in the destruction process of some other people, that is why we tend to nurture a novice, to teach him our ways, so we can destroy him later, watch him fall and crumble. But we are getting out of context, we have to go back to you, standing in front of that mirror and wondering where did you go wrong, because at some point we all shifted from our original trail, that path that has been created to us; not by god, but by your parents and relatives, ever since you were born a grain has been put in your head, a grain that needs a lifetime of nurturing and watering, a grain that will become a tree and bear its own fruits, for since the moment you took your first sight, you are being taught what is wrong and what is right, what is good and what is bad, what is success and what is failure. They want you to grow up and become an engineer, a doctor, a lawyer… because in their eyes, and soon in yours, these are the good jobs, for if you practice one of those you are good and successful.  The corruption of the society starts by your parents, for a child’s brain is like a sponge, it absorbs all it can from the sea of ideas that is surrounding it, and that idea you are looking at in that mirror is the vision your parents have for you, you are nothing but a child standing in your room looking at a mirror and seeing an adult because a visitor that has just left your house told you that “one day you are going to grow up and be like daddy”, so you picture yourself walking like daddy, eating like daddy, loving who daddy loves. You might notice that I am quoting Freud, and it is true for I admire that man. Again we are shifting from our purpose, our job to illuminate what happens in society, our duty towards ourselves to find out who we are. That idea that this child is looking at is the fruits of the tree in his head, that tree that was once a seed, that seed that originated from an opinion, a word, or a remark you heard by walking by the kitchen and overhearing your parents talk about your future, about who you are going to be. Our parents say that they are protecting us from the freaks of society; however they are our biggest threats, armed with our trust, they shove into us all their ideas, their prejudice, their judgments, their narrow minded thinking, and we eat it all up. Foolish us.