I took this picture yesterday and after some self-reflection the unglamorous truth about our modern world was laid bare to me.
Beneath the glitz lies a dark life. A life of despair masked by luxurious facade. The more you scratch this surface, the more you discover it is superficial with a huge difference between the packaged life and the actual.
The savage tempo of our modern society is making it increasingly hard for people to keep it real. Countless people in the world secretly fake their fabulous livestyles. They are always somewhere very beautiful, lounging at poolside, in expensive designer gears, flying private jets, riding fast cars, and living in huge houses.
You may be out of sync with reality if you think they have it all, and you equally don't know what you are asking for when you pray to have their lives, because beneath all the brag lies pain, frustration, loneliness, sickness, divorce, low self-esteem, debts, and sordid secrets that must be kept away from the press.
It is the disconnection from this reality that is constantly pushing the wannabes into all sorts of trap in an attempt to attain this spurious eminence.
The closer you are to wealth and fame, the higher the pressure to succeed and impress. In reality the earning at this level is not enough to cover the lifestyle you are expected to live. The only possible way out is to become close to the 'underground economists', these are people whose businesses thrive based on who they pretend to be friends with. The likes of fashion designers, restaurant/club owners, publicists, event organisers etc., who are ready to exchange free goods/services for camera time with the VIPs.
The end will always be the same for all who tread this duplicitous path- depression, substance abuse, imprisonment, mental breakdown, suicide and mysterious death.
"When you look at others with their lands and gold (thinking they have it all)
Before you start to pray to have their lives;
Count your many blessings wealth can never buy,
And it'll surprise you how far better you are than them"
Treat life with respect and maturity.
GET REAL.
Beneath the glitz lies a dark life. A life of despair masked by luxurious facade. The more you scratch this surface, the more you discover it is superficial with a huge difference between the packaged life and the actual.
The savage tempo of our modern society is making it increasingly hard for people to keep it real. Countless people in the world secretly fake their fabulous livestyles. They are always somewhere very beautiful, lounging at poolside, in expensive designer gears, flying private jets, riding fast cars, and living in huge houses.
You may be out of sync with reality if you think they have it all, and you equally don't know what you are asking for when you pray to have their lives, because beneath all the brag lies pain, frustration, loneliness, sickness, divorce, low self-esteem, debts, and sordid secrets that must be kept away from the press.
It is the disconnection from this reality that is constantly pushing the wannabes into all sorts of trap in an attempt to attain this spurious eminence.
The closer you are to wealth and fame, the higher the pressure to succeed and impress. In reality the earning at this level is not enough to cover the lifestyle you are expected to live. The only possible way out is to become close to the 'underground economists', these are people whose businesses thrive based on who they pretend to be friends with. The likes of fashion designers, restaurant/club owners, publicists, event organisers etc., who are ready to exchange free goods/services for camera time with the VIPs.
The end will always be the same for all who tread this duplicitous path- depression, substance abuse, imprisonment, mental breakdown, suicide and mysterious death.
"When you look at others with their lands and gold (thinking they have it all)
Before you start to pray to have their lives;
Count your many blessings wealth can never buy,
And it'll surprise you how far better you are than them"
Treat life with respect and maturity.
GET REAL.
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