clown

We are all crowns, hidden behind the mask of pedigree, color, religion, wealth, race, Et al. As a clown, we are faceless, which also means we are vulnerable. Pain is part of daily life, being ridiculed another. Is it better to be a clown or join puppetry?

complete

What completes us? Our achievement or possessions? What possessions? Material or relational or societal appreciation? What achievements? External or Internal? How many twitter followers will turn up at your funeral or folks liking your Instagram photos? Who are you creating this world for? Is it built on the hubris of delusion? Meditate over these questions.