A brief thought for today but based indirectly on a peculiar montage and vintage vignette of Lacanian mirrors and Zen voids.
We all wear masks. To be a person, an individual, a subjective experience in the world is to adopt a role, a pattern or perceived or expected and normative self hood.
Underneath it all, though, is nothing. That is to say – we are in fact nothing more than the masks we wear. We wear the masks to obscure the fact that behind them there is only nothing.
