Another self

Are we ever ourselves? Or only the version we want to see in ourselves at the time? Every day we meet new people, experience new mannerisms, and observe new techniques. Gliding through our being, changing, transforming. Yet to us the difference is nothing. The difference may be nothing to others as they only see what we decide to show them. So, how does realise when we change? Not us entirely but only a certain part of us. The part of us that is detached from the reality we live in each day. The part of us that sees through the acts we put up Infront of everyone.

How does it matter if a part of us that we don’t realise is their gets impacted? That is the problem we all know that part of us is there. That is why we rethink, overthink, assess, reassess, analyse, and overanalyse. It is not as if others are imposing these thoughts on us, we take them in and spin them around ourselves. All because one part of us disagrees and does not align with the rest. When this part comes into action is when the world does not seem real anymore. When the speed at which time goes is not constant, it simply moves ahead without me. Or maybe I am moving back with it standing still.

Putting the mind in control instead of myself in the control of the mind. That is where the problem begins. As we tell ourselves things we do not want to hear, we finally have to out the mask we put on in front of others and even our outside selves. Once this mask is off, there is nothing that can change the way we think. As nothing is stopping us from seeing our true reflection. At that moment it would not matter how high we think of ourselves we will automatically be brought to the ground.

Yet that is the fun part, being right below everything we see in ourselves makes it that much more intriguing as to how will I climb back. Or for some of us, it might put us further in the ground as we begin to fear the difficulties of climbing back up. Both times all we do is look down, yet in the first one, we choose to then look back up. Yet how does it matter, even after all of this self-realisation and thought, we just put the mask back on and walk back to where we started?