NationStates Jolt Archive

Based entirely on this song from "Jekyll and Hyde"

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There's a face that we wear in the cold light of day - it's society's mask, it's society's way, and the truth is that it's all a façade!

There's a face that we hide till the nighttime appears, and what's hiding inside is our true self, locked inside the façade!

Every day people, in their own sweet way, like to add a coat of paint, and be what they ain't!

That's how our little game is played, livin' like a masquerade, actin' a bizarre charade while playing the saint!

But there's one thing I know, and I know it for sure: this disease that we've got has got no ready cure! And I'm certain life is terribly hard when your life's a façade!

Look around you! I have found you cannot tell, by lookin' at the surface, what is lurkin' there beneath it! See that face! Now, I'm prepared to bet you,
what you see's not what you get -'cause man's a master of deceit !

So, what is the sinister secret? The lie he will tell you is true? -

It's that each man you meet in the street isn't one man but two!

Nearly everyone you see like him an' her, an' you, an' me pretends to be a pillar of society, a model for propriety, sobriety, an' piety, who shudders at the thought of notoriety!

The ladies an' gents 'ere before you may have saintly looks -
But they're sinners an' crooks!

Hypocrites!
Hypocrites!

There are preachers who kill!
There are killers who preach!
There are teachers who lie!
There are liars who teach!
Take yer pick, dear - 'cause it's all a façade!

If we're not one, but two,
Are we evil or good?
Do we walk the fine line that we'd cross if we could?
Are we waiting to break through the façade?

One or two-They're bad as me an' you.

I'm inclined to think half mankind thinks the other half is blind!
Wouldn't be surprise to find they're all in cahoots!

At the end of the day,
They don't mean what they say,
They don't say what they mean,
They don't ever come clean -
And the answer -
Is it's all a façade!

Man is not one, but two,
He is evil and good,
An' he walks the fine line
We'd all cross if we could!

It's a nightmare we can never discard -
So we stay on our guard -
Though we love the façade -
What's behind the façade?
Look behind the façade!
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So, what are people really? Is what you see what you get? Or do we all live a lie?

I would especially challenge my fellow religious people- Are we really as good as we think we are? Are others as bad as we think they are?:confused:

What's behind the Facade?

Behind the mask there are just more masks.

It is very much that way sometimes. Sometimes we just go through some endless supply of masks.

Maybe we're all fakes. Every last one of us, and the only people that were the real deal were Jesus Christ, Bhudda, and Casper.

It is very much that way sometimes. Sometimes we just go through some endless supply of masks.

Maybe we're all fakes. Every last one of us, and the only people that were the real deal were Jesus Christ, Bhudda, and Casper.
Casper Weinberger? I mean he was a good Sec Def, but I wouldn't put him up there with Jesus or Buddha.

Casper Weinberger? I mean he was a good Sec Def, but I wouldn't put him up there with Jesus or Buddha.

No silly, Caspar the Friendly Ghost.

I think Oscar Wilde said it best:

"People are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."

The truth is that nobody has an innate identity. All we have is a sense of self around which we craft what we want other people to see. If you were to strip man of his societal facade, you would have nothing more than a conscious human body.

We as people are defined by everyone else we meet. To take away what we steal from our society is paradoxically to remove our individuality.

Since when do people put the truth out? We are all putting out a fake personality for public consumption. Then in private we act as we truly are. "Knowing" someone is impossible.

I really wonder if people are genuine.

Every time I speak to someone, I wonder what they say behind my back.

Religious people (of whom I am one) surely must understand that while we hurl the cynic's ban, that, we ourselves are sinners, imperfect, and that, as our Lord said, will be measured by the Judgement whereby we judge.

People must be careful. The outside person that everyone sees is rarely the real deal.

There's a verse in a hymn that I like- Savior May I Learn To Love Thee-

Who am I to judge another when I walk imperfectly? In the quiet
heart is hidden sorrows that the eye can't see. Who am I to
judge another? Lord I would follow Thee.

Beasts wearing masks, feasting upon their prey. :(

Am I the only one who doesn’t wear a mask?