If I would meet you in an empty place, with noone around, with nothing around..... who would you be?
If I would shave your head and take off that jeans jacket you love to wear frequently, pull off that shirt of your favourite band, ... who would you be?
If your skin was blank, with no ink and no scars telling stories, who would you be?
If I would meet you afar from that busy hometown you live in, despite your job, with no hierarchy, your economic success, your position in society, would I recognize you?
And who would you be without your possessions and connections?
What would you bring to the table in an empty space?
The horse you came in on?
Your thoughts? Your ideas? Your emotions and perspectives? Your abilities and talents?
Who would you be if you would have to stand for yourself?
I m so tired of masquerade.....