In conjunction with my last post (somewhat), I’ve lately been thinking about isolation and its impact on the human psyche. Often times, those who are kept from human contact are looked down upon; feelings of pity inevitably ensue. However, if the “real world” is often thought of as being too stressful for most, shouldn’t people who are unable to be influenced be seen as ideal? True understanding will only come when outsiders are finally seen as fellow human beings instead of exhibits to be studied and exploited. More information about the inspiration behind this latest post can be found here.
For sure, those who stand on the outside looking in step outside each day with a purposeful mask planted firmly upon their face. “I know who I am, but the world doesn’t.” Will there ever be a time to “reveal”, or is this just the bane of a solitary existence? One thing is for sure, it’s much easier to find fault being an observer. Can you take me up on that offer?