Saturday, September 29, 2012

Epiphany, Ephitet & Epitaph

The vast number of people amounts to the vast variety of personalities. Although, it is nigh impossible to find a person who is unique nowadays. Everyone is a copy of another, whether we realise it or not. There are role-models that everyone is following, consciously or not. It could be a family member, a famous person, a friend, senior at work or even a fictional character conceived by another. However, shoving your opinion down into other's throat will immediately makes you memorable in the eyes of many, no matter how common people like you are. Individuals are selfishly trying to exert some form of control to others, little by little. It's part of the nature. One person is giving orders to another to finish the job, while another person mindlessly follows orders of the higher-ups. A cycle that will repeat itself. One day, the ordered one will rise to become someone who will give orders while the previous one, hopefully, is out of the picture. Oddly, sometimes there would be someone who will be stuck somewhere along the wheel, glued to the same position for the whole life. The world is maddeningly inconsistent and there exists a few who are still adhering to the roles pre-given and are comfortable enough with it to stop moving up the ladders. They cease to strive to prove themselves and end up being the characters in the background rather than under the spotlight. In a way, that is a preferable way of living for some people; they hate being the center of attention and wanting to live only for a select few. So where does this fit each of us? It is reflected by our own little thoughts, the ones that tend to litter your mind whenever you are alone. All of them maybe speak of different things, but the core of them all is your desire; to be acknowledged or to live the way you are. This post doesn't really make any sense, but here you go. These are all my little thoughts accumulated into one.

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