I Am Nothing …And So Are You

Take off the make-up, take off the expensive clothes, take off the watches, take off the hair and hair extensions, take off the shoes, take off the impeccable diction and accents, take off the temperaments and egos, take away the cars, take off the chains, take off the earrings, take them all away.
Underneath we’re all just the same, naked homosapiens trying to figure out what we’re doing in this planet.

“Take off the make-up and see what’s under the mask yo”

Hello vreader.

Christmas is in the air. Or is it ? I really don’t see the usual Harmattan over at my side. Where is the Harmattan? Has it been affected by the recession too(too soon?) ? I hope not, so I can get an excuse to wear my new awesome jackets.
The quote above is a lyric from “Angry Young Man” (long story) and even though it’s used in a different context there, it can apply to life too.
Take off the make-up, take off the expensive clothes, take off the watches, take off the hair and hair extensions, take off the shoes, take off the impeccable diction and accents, take off the temperaments and egos, take away the cars, take off the chains, take off the earrings, take them all away. 
Underneath we’re all just the same, naked homosapiens trying to figure out what we’re doing in this planet. Underneath we’re all just dust or tissues, muscles and bones (whichever you believe). Underneath there is no rich, there is no poor. Underneath there is no beautiful, there is no ugly. Underneath there is no successful, there is no unsuccessful.
Underneath it’s just plain. Underneath we’re all like stick figures. Yes, we’re all stick figures.
We think too much of our statuses, our appearance, our properties and the  perceptions of others. We get so caught up in everything that we think we’re above everything. We call ourselves higher animals (Why won’t we say that when we’re the ones who set the standards? ).
think when we start to look inwards and strip off all these extra appendages and glamour that’s when we can realise we’re not really anything and we can start to appreciate the little things.

 

Vickers out!

Peace and Valar Morghullis! 

 

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