Raw. Desperation. Beauty. Fear.
Human nature is … so fragile. It is paper thin, like the wings of a butterfly. But people are so egocentric they only see themselves. And they think they are the only ones in the world who feel this intense fear inside themselves.
Isn’t it our nature to be afraid? If we do not feel fear, how will we strive, how will we become successful, how will we survive?
Maybe our fear is an instinct, like an animal’s smell of prey before even seeing it coming.
“Don’t worry this recording is going to be anonymous. Written. On paper.”
Your voice as clear as crystal, no shaking, and your knee high skirt a stark contrast to your buttoned up blouse. Up to the neck. You sit upright, no blemish on your perfect skin, your eyes hard to read…
“What are you afraid of?”
“-Failure. Isn’t that what is on everybody’s mind? What happens when we fail?
I’m scared of losing my job… and what comes with it. Sometimes I am afraid of people seeing through me, of people realising that I am not pretty… Because… I am not. Pretty. I know it. When I get home, and take my makeup off I see the ugliness of my skin and the tiredness in my eyes.
I just realised how superficial all of this is. What I’m saying…”
“No not at all. You are just being honest. When you were a child, were you scared about failure?”
“As a child…I think when we are young we see the world differently. I probably didn’t even know what failure meant! I was scared of the dark. When it was night I just couldn’t go outside alone.”
Imagine the world around you had no laws, no government, nobody to control you, nobody to judge you, nobody to punish you. What would you do?
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