We are all acting a script.
We’re acting little roles in a movie that’s just as huge as everything we know exists.
Whether we know it or not, we are unpaid actors. And everyone is playing with us.
The funny thing is there are really no spectators to watch the whole movie of our lives. People only see clips, and rush off to do more important things, like, to act their own roles. Yes, because the spectators, the movie-goers, and the movie critics, also have their own parts to play.
We are like them too.
Part of our role is to watch others play their parts. It’s just one crazy stage with no director.
Oh, and I forgot to tell you. Nobody really has the time to really do the director job thoroughly. Everyone tries their hands at it, but like I said earlier, it’s a really really big and busy stage. There are bulky scripts to read, billions of lines to rehearse, a thousand parts to play. No one can sit down and really direct.
Some people get the time, tho. Temporarily. Like governments and churches and schools. But in this our movie, “director” is just the stage name for some actor, and any actor can get to do this part.
As the play is acted out, like right now, the script is subtly updated. Or in extreme cases, rewritten. So, a few people have a hand in this process and tend to respect the chaos they create. And they just stay bullish about it and force everyone to follow their updated script.
Like crazy directors.
But let me break it to you:
The things you like and the things you hate. The places you visit, and the books you read, and the way you dress, and the stories you believe and everything, all make up your stage persona.
But this stage persona is mostly written down by someone else. Basically, you act the way you do because “that’s the way you should act”.
And people see you this way and relate with you like that.
Most times, you are just repeating “acceptable behavior”.
You know, being obedient. Conforming. Especially when you don’t feel like it.
Like, right now.
Sorry.
Sorry because, this stage persona thingy is a f* prison.
It is really frustrating when people misunderstand you for trying to just be you.
You want to do this-or-that but it seems like everyone has their leash on your neck because you’re worried sick of what your parents or your friends might think.
You know, you are not that type of guy/girl naw, so you hide those beautiful parts of yourself.
You don’t want to upset people.
You dread being a little different (they call it “strange”, like you forgot your lines, went out of character or something)
I call it Change-of-Character syndrome. Something in you is sick of hiding and just wants to break free, out of this stereotypic prison cell.
But when you step just one foot out, you’re horrified at the alarm sounds, and the running guards waving batons and your fellow inmates yelling.
The response is quavering. You are scared sh*tless.
So, you just collapse back into your cell. Into the cold familiarity of those walls.
You feel ashamed for even trying to be a little more sincere, for trying to be truer to yourself. For trying to do you for once. This all sucks.
You go back to rehearsing the ugly scripts they’ve pasted on the walls.
Well, good thing is, there’s a clause in the acting contract (which the nurse forced you to sign when you were born, sorry). And that clause is a form of power.
You know you are acting a script.
But the power is not in knowing that you are acting a script. The power is knowing that you can also act as a scriptwriter. And you rewrite your roles in this grand set.
From the way you think, to the way you speak, you can craft a new identity for yourself.
You can start/finish that project. That business. That story, that book, that movie, that journey.
You are you forever but, what people see you as, is as malleable as clay.
You can shake things up. You can switch roles. You can be who you want to be, do what you want.
The people who tell you what to do are just actors like you. They don’t care about you as much as you think. They can never care about you more than you do. They are busy. They have bulky scripts to rehearse just like you do.
I know it feels threatening to you now but leave that prison and you’d see they can’t do sh*t.
If you have to be acting any scripts, it should be yours.
So, f* everybody and do you.
And start today. OK?