Today, on I can read, I saw something that really took my attention: “You are who you are when no one is looking.” Can’t argue with that.
It’s intention, I suppose, is to encourage us not to pretend to be someone we’re not. But what if that pretending is just an ordinary part of who we are?
According to Heraclitus (544-483 BC), man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play.
And Aristotle (384-322 BC) said: Men acquire a particular quality by constantly acting in a particular way.
There’s nothing wrong with pretending. Play-acting. In some circles, it’s called “act as if”. In others, “act out”.
But if you’re pretending not to be pretending …
Aw! I reckon you’re always yourself. Whether no one’s looking – or not.