Prosopon, a Greek term for mask, is what most of us put on on a daily basis. I have no idea what comes to your mind when the word mask is mentioned. To me it is the skeleton in my closet that I try so hard not to bring out. With numerous tales of love gone sour and untimely deaths all over the news, it’s scary. To think of the person that you totally fell in love with was a wolf in sheep skin is enough torture. It can wreck you. Especially when murder is involved, it can make you mental let alone depressed.
In the recent past we’ve heard a series of painful deaths which were murders of innocent souls whose fate would have been otherwise only if their associates were unmasked beforehand.
The motives of these killings are still scanty. All we can do is to hope and pray that justice will prevail.
Our associates and confidants happen to be the closest circles we keep. Both kith and kin know us in detail, but to what extent?
We develop from timid innocent young ones to aggressive grown ups. We meet friends along the way. Our social circles expand. We drop some as situations would dictate. We also get to experiment. In some cases our practical experiences are kept as secretive as an illegal affair. We grow through the experience and have every detail masked and kept in the darkest corner of our hearts. We portray ourselves as angels to our folks.
We contain our real identity to the point that our folks will only describe the timid and innocent young child they knew. Our confidants on the other hand will have a contrary picture of us but still mask it. The end result is living a lie, concealing the artificial self-made personalities and living like chaff in a wheat farm. The skeleton in my closet is mine o keep.
In case of an incident, the imagined “good” being, the church loving as many would defend the victim is what will be on people’s tongues and lips. They forget that wolves too fit in sheep’s hides and the devil too comes with sugar coated lips and sweetened words.
Mostly this happens when disguise is the game and this makes one a guru of the third law of power in the 48 listed by Robert Greene.
Keep people off-balance and in the dark by never revealing the purpose behind your actions. If they have no clue what you are up to, they cannot prepare a defence. Guide them far enough down the wrong path, envelope them in enough smoke, and by the time they realise your intentions, it will be too late – Robert Greene.
It is wise to learn from other people’s mistakes. The world is full of wolves in sheep skin, they know how to choose their victims. The skeleton in my closet may be a time bomb waiting for the right minute.
It is always good to be kind to people because everyone is fighting a different kind of battle. In the same breath be wise. Choose your friends carefully. Why? Because some descendants of Adam are garbage trucks, fully loaded and ready to dump their smelly content on you.
The skeleton in my close is very different from yours.