The day I learned about "lies of omission" was a sad sad day for me. That was the day I learned that when I don't tell "the truth, whole truth, and nothing but the truth" I'm TECHNICALLY a liar. Emphasis on technically (if the capitalised, bold font wasn't enough). I think that the world is built on lies as much as it is on facts and truth.
So according to the complete definitions out in the world, I lie often. Maybe not to you, maybe not obviously. But I do. My lies intertwine to create a perfectly formed mask. A mask so imperfectly perfect that few realise it's there - and even fewer see through it. It's my opinion that a small minority of the people around us live without masks (and I commend them for this).
Our masks tell the outside world we're content with mediocrity. That we know where we're going. That we're comfortable with silence surrounding us and the chaos constantly filling our lives. That our struggles can be summarised in one hashtag.
Our masks save us from stares and questions. They save us from "lonely" lunches and silent phones. They save us from expectations and responsibilities. They save us from ourselves.
They're as separate from our identity as they are entangled within.
Most all of us dislike fakes. Fake electronics, fake websites, fake people. All of which seek to profit from us, one way or another. But let us not confuse masks which can be essential to many of our well beings with masks that simply hide "fakes".
I've been thinking a lot about masks, how to define them, what makes them bad, why we need them, amongst other things concerning them. So, possibly with random posts in between, I'll be writing about masks.
I hope as I learn and figure out more about them, you will too. So stay tuned for part one coming later today or tomorrow. Check Facebook for updates and don't forget to comment what you think below - it would mean a lot!