We all have an alter ego. Some of us have names for them. They are omnipresent. Watching us from a distance, judging us. They look at our missteps with contempt, Appreciating our achievements and scrutinizing our decisions.
They are everything we want to be. They are perfection in our little spheres. All our aspirations and dreams alive, bordering our reality.
We would like to eliminate our shortcomings. Kill the less fortunate self. Perfect the half created creature we see in the mirror. Who among us would beg to differ? I doubt any of us would truly consider ourselves perfect. There is always that small misplaced chromosome.
And that chromosome is exactly why we are all unique. We are the perfected form of our imperfections. We are alike and different.
But then again aren't we all trying to blend in. Escape the hovering eye. Camouflage.
Most of us are following the same steps laid out before us by the first ones. Its always the flaws that make us do things different. The way we end up doing the exact same thing in an entirely different way.
Then why do we ask ourselves to be same and different at the same time? Why go through the same charade in a different costume?
One can only assume that none of us know what is that we truly want. Have that ulterior doubt that maybe there is something out there or someone who would change our lives as we know it.
Life is too simple at times. It gets sticky when we try to ask the right questions. Like a fish trying to free itself.
Maybe the successful are the ones who answered the right questions. The questions which evade the obvious and the oblivious. The Key to fulfillment lies within us. Just open our minds and wander the unfamiliar path. Somewhere along the way i am sure we would all find out which are the right questions to ask.
The Answer, is Life.
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