"Most people love you for who you pretend to be … to keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretense … it’s true, we’re locked in an image … an act. And, the sad thing is, people get so used to their image - they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And, if you try to remind them, they hate you for it. They feel like you’re trying to steal their most precious possession. "
Batik scarves, blowing in the breeze