As I watch and examine the actions of people, the way they walk, talk, sit, move, do I realize that the actions, the movements we make are all based on whoever is watching; other human beings, who all have the same mind, yet use it uncertainly diverse. We don't look a certain way for ourselves...we have nothing to prove to ourselves. We do what we do for the acceptance of others, to prove that we are as high a quality as they. To prove that there is no difference in the equality of humans. Sadly, to most people, that isn't true. But if this theory is true, I ask myself, if we look a certain way to make others accept us, do we all even know who we truly are? Are the people that we truly are only available to the people that we love the most? Or are they especially set out to turn us completely opposite of which we really are? Because we might be afraid that who we really are isn't good enough. So we wear a mask, behave as we do on Halloween, make people believe that the person we appear to be is who we really are, but behind the mask, is just another face. Another soul waiting for the judgment of others to bestow them. Hatred has bewildered the world. And, only the aspiration of the mask can innovate what we have become.