House of Mirrors

It reflects illusions. Nothing but illusions. It reflects the way you are and the way you should be, but its all illusion. Once you don’t stand there it does not reflect anything. It shows you the reality. The true and hardest reality. When you smile, the image smiles back, your actions, movements everything it shows how you are and what you are. Suddenly, you become proud of yourself ! Does being proud suits you ?

You envy yourself ! Like Narcissus did. Envy the beauty you think you are.

I remember a line from Shakespeare’s Hamlet “What a piece of worke is a man! how Noble in Reason? how infinite in faculty? in forme and mouing how expresse and admirable? in Action, how like an Angel? in apprehension, how like a God? the beauty of the world, the Parragon of Animals; and yet to me, what is this Quintessence of Dust?

Why do you feel proud yourself so much ? You feel you are so powerful that you can keep anyone in illusion. How you can assume that you can keep people in such a great illusion and you pretend that that’s reality?  You feel you are so powerful, right ? You are nothing more than dust…

This is house of mirrors, where you get your reflection. Every moment you are in illusion. Illusion that you are so powerful but you are so away from being powerful. You keep on fooling around. However, you do not realize how much you are fooling yourself. You thought you will be away from the deeds that you did? By showing your back and showing that you do not know anything , things are not going to change. Mirror reflects: the truth, it shows how you are. Look and reflect over yourself, scar remains where it is.