We are all incredibly complex. There are angels and demons inside. Colorful parts and dull parts. Not to mention the plain ol' average parts.
We all get angry, sad, hurt, happy, loving, lustful, ecstatic. We hide all the parts we think others wouldn't want to see. We show the best parts, putting our 'best foot forward.'
The truth is, it's not honest. Honesty would revel in the 'dark' parts of ourselves as much as the 'light.' We should enjoy the ritual of going from pain to bliss and back to pain and back again.
We need these ancient philosophies again. Life doesn't exist without death and vice versa. We need shock. Real shock. In-your-face life and death. We have been lulled by convenience and luxury.
We build institutions out of our fear and make ourselves feel safe with our political stance and our religious or scientific beliefs.
But no one is safe. We all dance the dance in the end, and there is no absolute knowledge or guarantee on what happens after, no matter how many times we repeat our personal mantras of belief.
We live lives of constant terror and few will talk about it or acknowledge it. And when it becomes too much to bear we attack each other to make ourselves feel strong.
I am choosing to acknowledge and dance with the fear. I am choosing to accept the little daily deaths and pains and see them turn into wonderful redemptions. To revel in the frailty of life rather than create a false sense of security.