So I made this mask.
Do you like it?
I want you to know I made it for you.
It took forever.
It's round, beautiful.
(Ugly)
It was made for everyone.
Of course! It only hides my face.
It wont point you out in a crowd.
(For me)
It makes you important not me.
You are cloaked in light the mask blocks.
Stuck in ignorance.
You aren't alone.
We are both in ignorance.
Ignorance of me.
This mask directs all awareness on you.
It's a trick.
A slight of hand.
My fear is ended with it.
My fear of myself.
I am concentrated on you.
Who are you, not me?
Ignore me.
(Notice me)
I don't want to know me.
I don't want to be real.
I don't want to be seen.
I want freedom from myself, my thoughts.
(My reality)
I am dumbfounded and shocked.
This is my quicksand.
I'm falling quicker and quicker with every move.
I'm stuck in myself.
I'm sick in my fear.
So I made this mask.
Do you like it?
I want you to know I made it for you.
April 10, 2015
