Man and woman alike are collectors of masks.
We grow up experimenting with expressions and beliefs. We collect meaning through the memories and begin to associate our behavior with the outcomes. We learn to use the masks as protection. We find identity and belonging through our experimentation with masks. Man and woman alike are collectors of masks. And then one day, we look at the collection of masks. Some used more than others. Some forgotten like old toys in a dusty closet corner. Some that haunt you, taunt you, shock you. Man and woman alike are collectors of masks. A man may choose to be in control of his collection. A man may choose to let his collection control him. A woman may choose to be in control of her collection. A woman may choose to let her collection control her. Man and woman alike are collectors of masks. How long must one collect until he is content with what he has? How long must one experiment until she understands who she is? How many masks did you wear today? How many masks have led you astray? Man and woman alike are collectors of masks.
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