About half a year ago, I put on a tease.
I posted a picture, and made readers to guess whether it's me or not behind those creatively executed photography.
To be frank, I am not ready for the big reveal. But then I can hear a little voice within me telling me that I must not fake a life.
People often say that "Fake it to make it". And sometimes I do wonder how much of the truth being portrayed and how much of the reality is being blanketed. At the surface it may seems fine, but then a dig to the deeper truth, it hurts.
Hurt so badly.
If you live a life of a dishonesty, and you can't even stay true to who you are, then what's the point of your being in this world ? Is there a need for such role in mankind ?
Do we live upon deceptions, manipulations as well as the constant worries to think about excuses whenever being questioned ?
To fake the weaknesses in us or to accept for who you are, in times, overcome it ?
It's your choice.
So here it goes, man of my words - let your imaginations run wild.
|I've actually prepared another piece of picture, but then somehow, this looks more presentable.|
Till the very next time, when it hits 40, perhaps I'll post up the picture that was supposedly meant for this entry.