Thought

To see people of the world, with exaggerated officiousness and and an infallible facade of soberity and sincerity, reduce themselves to children as small as the one they seek the attention of, while potentially unnerving yet subconsiously gratifying, is testimony to the fact that society and other agents of civilisation merely supress, and not transform our natural self. Yet we, as a part of the society to which we conform and expect a certain uniformity out of, take great pains to transform all that which is natural to that which it isn't and we call it civilisation. And we change ourselves till we gel into place, congruent and in a niche provided us by the needs of others and we set ourselves yardsticks so that we may know if we are happy. We acknowledge that the world is but a stage, yet we lose that distinction between the part we play and the people we are--we catch a glimpse of us every now and then, but those moments are fleeting and the disillusionment ephemeral. And things come beack to normal when we once again become who we're not.