If I am pissed at somebody I am pissed,, why try and hide it.. if I like some one , I like them why hide it,, my wife tells me I am a grouchy old man,, now that is a mask I do use because it is really cool or sitting in a crowd quietly with my eyes closed,, definately a escape mechanism
I guess I do wear masks Allan On Mon, May 11, 2009 at 4:35 PM, [email protected] <[email protected]> wrote: > > Now it occoures to me that over the last few weeks my initial posts in > response to the questions of others may have been seen to be negative > or argumentative. > > Just to say that it is not my want to play devil's advocate(in truth I > do this rarely), no it is simply because I find myself disagreeing > with whatever particular premise I find myself reading. > > So bareing that in mind, I shall ask, are these masks we put on or are > they just differant facets of who we are? > > Whenthe man pleads undying ,ove and then walks away after getting what > he wants. Is he wearing a mask or can it be said that he is simply > showing us that facet of himself that we may well call rattish? > > > > On 11 May, 15:18, Molly Brogan <[email protected]> wrote: > > Joseph Campbell is probably our best known contemporary expert on the > > subject of masks, and his work including his massive studies, Masks of > > God and Masks of Eternity, offer his keen insight into our own > > abilities to don a mask and uncover the masks we find. > > > > What is it about us that put on our masks? What about us creates the > > need for one? When do we confuse our mask with who we really are? > > When are masks useful and when do they become obstacles for us? > > > > I’m not talking about the functional, physical mask such as > > theatrical, surgical, protect and disguise mask etc. I am talking > > about the mask of persona, the way we pretend to be one way and are > > really another. Politesse is a good example and can often be a > > cultural custom. When our words and mannerisms are polite, but our > > actions and innuendos aggressive, we are wearing a mask. When we > > profess undying love as a means to an end, and walk away in the > > morning light, we are wearing a mask. Sometimes, we lose sight of our > > own masks and are confused about who we really are. Why? > > > > What do YOU think? > > > -- ( ) I_D Allan --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups ""Minds Eye"" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/Minds-Eye?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
