What Makes A Person?

What makes a person? Is it what they do in life? The sense of the being, the soul that’s in them, that makes them, the unique person they are? Maybe, I have a different theory, and I just came up with it. You see ever since I was, kicked out at the age of eighteen, angry issues of just another person forced into this world, you begin to see things that shouldn't be there.  At first you notice the big things, people walking in crowds or alone, they are either talking to someone on the phone or in person, or just listening to music.

It’s all just a mask, it’s one of many actually, and each of us has them. A mask for happiness with others, a mask of sadness, of depression, love, lust, on and on, you get the general idea. What one does in public is different then what that person does alone, in the dark… A lover cheating on the one they love, a husband getting a workout with his anger issues with the wife of several years, the author of famous novels, drinking and getting more and more depressed..

You see, human nature, it’s disgusting to say in the least, man-made wars, famines, plagues, the lust of power, the list is almost endless. We are so focused on our day to day self-pleasures or sorrows, that we really miss the big picture. Like how you didn't know the last five movements that you just made were because of noise, and the presence of another person or animal. Involuntary movement, it’s part of our mask system, I see someone angry, you react with anger or try to avoid that person, I see someone who is, afraid, of what you'll become, and you'll react fearfully or try to dismiss that persons fear or paranoia.

Do I have your attention now? Good. Because you’re going to need it, you see, since you've been sitting down I've been watching you. No, don’t look around, well you can but you won’t notice me, I could be anyone, the guy typing on his laptop, or one of the couples sitting near you at the table. But no, we both know that you’re alone, and I've been watching you this entire time, I could just reach out and touch your face, that’s how close I am. If I so desired, I could smother you, and have you die to my laughter. 

But please, don’t worry, I can’t do that, I don’t have any hands, or arms or legs, just a face, a face that you look at every single day, a face that you know very well. Remember that this is what you are; you are the person in the dark, when the mask slips, and the true you can come out. And I see everything you do, every little thought, action, emotion, and the best part is, you didn’t think about that until now, did you? Why else would I know what you’re doing right now?

Would you like to know who I am? Would that make you happier, less paranoid, knowing the information? I, am, you. I am the person that sees you every day, I am that mask that you put on when you meet with other people, I am the true you that comes out when it’s safe. But please, don’t worry; this has always been our secret, just between the two of us. And I don’t have a mouth with which to tell on you, just eyes and ears. We together, make who you are, and nothing will change that. I do what you do, regardless of interest or self-preservation; I am not a parasite, nor you my host.

Please remember, the next time you do something, I will always be watching what you do, feel, taste, touch, experience. I am that extra presence that you feel when you are alone; I am the nagging voice in your head because you give me a voice. Just like now, I am watching you, I will always, be watching you, remember, I know all your secrets, everything that you do or think, I know them, all of them... 

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