What we are is always different from the way others look at us.
And that's not all: what we would like to be or how we would like to appear is often different.
It is difficult to understand and perceive us.
The masks we wear also deceive us: the multiplicity of our Identities show a division between our Ego and our appearance to the point of turning us into a mask of ourselves.
Thus, we remail imprisoned in the comedy we have invented, where emotions are no longer subject to our control: we bacome its slaves