We treat life as a game at a masquerade ball hiding behind costumes to make us unidentifiable supposedly safe from detection. The purpose is to see if we can detect each others identities.
Through doing this, we give up the ability to feel, to act, to be who we really are.
We trade in our identity for a role in life. One that may not even serve our souls purpose.
So we all live in receipt of word sense disambiguation which is an open problem of natural language processing. With the mask and costumes, we do not have the natural ability to read body language or words as we are all enacting a role and so they have multiple meanings, dependant on how an individual reads them and then naturally as we human do we make an assumption.
When in essence all we want to know about is the soul behind the mask.
Without love, strength and independence we are lost in an emptiness, somewhere in the desert of self. We accept the version of us that is expected by everyone else. Sometimes we have to reach in and pull down the castle of dreams to be able to find our true self in the rubble.
We always guard our real precious self, within a thousand masks and sometimes love doesn't even get to reach where we truly live as we become a labyrinth of intricate paths and in the centre is our true sole.
In the spiritual setting however we can achieve the knowing and understanding of another individual, animal or plant purely by listening to the soul of another with your heart and switching off the mind.
Once this is achieved all the costumes, masks and labyrinth will not be able to hide the true self.
And the world will open up like a flower and rejoice.
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