JUST A GLIMPSE...

It has become my habit to look around and appreciate sights and sound a step away. It brings out the contemplative side of my personhood that keeps on searching for anything that can catch attention. And in this world of constant change and countless angles, I could say life is a kaleidoscope of experiences of different people on almost everything that comes along the way.


I invite you to join me in my journal as I feature the colourful panorama of this modern life seen from different perspectives. Allow me to take you to see other sides… even the unexplored dimensions as I further search, dissect, scrutinize, and rediscover anything under the sun. This blog is a feast of the many fascinating things about life and what it has to offer.


Go through the pages and have a peek… enjoy the kaleidoscope, then let your mind speak!

PED MERCADO

THE MASKS WE WEAR



It has always been my guiding principle in life that there is more to what we can see on the surface. This has helped me a lot so as not to be judgmental over others. This has made me break in my mind the social stereotypes that our society has dictated ever since the world began.

Whenever I see people from close and afar, I am reminded by the poem which I usually share to my friends especially during "Getting to know myself and others" sessions. It is a good reminder for us to REGAIN the SENSITIVITY, the human TOUCH, the COMPASSION we are constantly losing because of the emotional pollutants the present world has.

THE MASKS I WEAR

Don’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear.
For I wear a mask, a thousand masks. Masks that I’m afraid to take off, and none of them is me.

Pretending is an art, that’s second nature to me. But don’t be foled.
I give you the impression that I’m secure… that confidence is my name and coolness is my game… that the water’s calm and I’m in command… and that I need no one.
But don’t believe me! My surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask, ever varyiong and ever concealing.
Beneath lies no complacence. Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness.

But I hide this. I don’t want anybody to know it.
I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed.
That’s why I franctically create a mask to hide behind.
A nonchalant sophisticated façade, to help me pretend… to shield me from the glance that knows. But such a glance is precisely my salvation. My only hope, and I know it.

an excerpt...

1 comment:

Joanne Olivieri said...

Those masks distract us from seeing the inside. I enjoyed this post.