Play a role, cop or criminal.
Like children playing cops and robbers.
Claims of maturity, but we're still learning.
Send your love, to a husband or w***e.
Give it freely to all around you.
Our roles in this play don't matter.
Faithful but painfully alone or an Atheist who knows nothing for certain.
Cast in their roles they never break free.
Learn to see, to close your eyes and see beyond the act.
God held within a feeble mind.
Limitations imposed for comfort and familiarity.
Free your mind of expectations to see.
Will you play the hero or villain?
Worried when others won't see you with their open eyes.
Be yourself, free of other's expectations, shape your own.
Conformed minds all thinking the same.
Looking for truth in the act being played on a stage.
The truth is we are actors playing a role.
Everything as one or nothing at all.
How important this comforting expectation is to me.
Shut the weary eyes of the mask and be me.
Shape other's expectations.
They must agree with me for it to be true.
Justifying experiences, an armor girded, so others breaking my expectations won't hurt so much.
The act is all there is.
What happens if I stop acting.
Interact with others without expecting of them.
Clueless as to what the purpose of this play is.
Acting as if it is all there is.
Another expectation waiting to be broken
Any word spoken through the mask is true.
A true representation of the actor acting out their lines.
Search through the manuscript and see the play.
Groups trying to control the results of their expectations.
Messy intents clawing at each other pretending to be whole.
Fix up the conflicting intents within.
Questions expressed through a mask.
Or emotions hidden away.
Find what emotions motivate our questions.
Still staring through the mask.
Trying to see color through black and white glasses.
Ignorantly viewing the mask as your face.
The biggest group will fall away.
Another will come to rise.
Still acting out the play.
Death through commitance to the act.
Our emotional bodies locked and chained.
Never expect the familiar and comforting play to stay the same.
Knowledge of the play.
Fear through a mask.
Seeking truth through giving up attachment to the mask as you.
Forgetting when the mask was put on.
It has become your face.
Break free of it's fixation on your face to wear and change as you intend.
Utterances of masked lips.
Changing as the worn mask is shaped to fit the play.
You can't utter beyond another's expectations while wearing the mask.
Truth through the mask changes with the mask.
The mask's expectations of truth are broken.
Expectations are broken, yet carelessly tossed about.
Makes sense to a masked mind.
Giving meaning to expectations.
Emotions will emerge from the broken expectations.
Assigning expectations to the play's events.
Giving meaning to the children playing.
Pay attention to their underlying emotions.
We are the center of this play.
Haven't considered what's outside it.
The self is so important, the self is the mask, so the mask can't come off.
Nothing can exist outside the play.
Nothing that exists outside the play can be seen through the mask.
Take the mask off, close it's eyes and learn to see again.
Fitting everything into the play so masked maws can munch.
Sensibly consuming only that which our masks filter in.
Momentarily remove the mask to experience anew.
The play goes on around us.
Everyone dancing, singing, acting.
To participate we wear our masks to the masquerade.
Filter out everything to only see the play.
Digestable and familiar, how comforting.
Experience more by taking off the mask and put it on and act out the play when you are done.
All these moving pieces.
Expectations that other's masks won't change because that is who they are.
Broken expectations chaining your emotions so you can't move with them.
Questions and answers.
Expecting answers and filtering questions.
Stop filtering through the mask and master expectations.
Actors crave to be free of the play.
We view our masks as ourselves.
Remove the mask which acts as a bottle, trapping us from infinity so we can't expand like gas.
Looking beyond our small stage.
We tire of acting out our play.
Death beckons those who remain again and again.
Problems filtered through the mask.
We can never clearly see.
Our solutions lay within.
Tying our masks tighter, adding more knots.
It becomes harder and harder to undo.
Distinguish between yourself and the mask so it doesn't get stuck.
Loosening the mask.
We can put it on when we like.
You must put on the mask to act within the play, just don't tie it so tight.
Distracting ourselves from the pain of broken expectations.
Finding comfort in acting idlely.
Stop setting expectations through the mask.
Perpetually trapped behind the mask.
Phones are just and excuse.
Until the strings of the mask are loosened, we will always find something new.
All our senses are numbed as we don our mascot suit.
Tired of the heat, the weight, the smell of your small world.
Aren't you curious what lay outside?
Lost to apathy behind the mask because the emotions are beneath.
Don't let your emotions be shaped by the mask.
Experience wisdom and expand your perspective by creating your emotions without the mask.
Words that are filtered as they come out and filtered as they come in.
Who's to blame when the static is greater than the signal?
Take off your mask to increase the signal, but still they sit behind their static.
The earlier we don our masks the more it shapes our face.
Our flesh would but heal if we would just take off the mask.
Observe expectations, let go of the past, free up your emotions, give up self-importance and self-pity.
Alone we only have so much energy.
Together we can accomplish more.
Our masks entrap us to waste what little energy we have to acting out this play
Certainly the mask is becoming fixed.
As your flesh melds to your mask.
Will you loose the strings to let yourself grow?
Skeptically look at the play.
Expectations broken will cause pain.
Free yourself of other's expectations by freeing others of your expectations.