Sunday, March 4, 2012

Anonymity is not in a name, but the true mystery that is "SELF"

In our globally connected world today, we have seen both sides of the coin.  Those who have their whole lives spilled out in public with the ever increasing ability of powers that be to cull related information and/or those who hide behind masks that the internet simultaneously provides to those who are intelligent enough to cover their digital tracks.  Perhaps, as Nietzsche said, "Whatever is profound loves masks" and I tend to agree with the master philosopher on most things.  However, the profound mystery that remains anonymous is ultimately not cornered in by any artifice or device of informational revelation.  As always, at the very core of our individual and collective existence, there is the mystery that supersedes all consciousness.  It is the result of our mutual inability to answer every question, especially as more and more questions arise about our true nature and future as a species.  Furthermore, it is the very fact that no matter how much we think we "know" a person, we can never be sure, when we don't even really know ourselves.  Once more, those who have chosen successfully to hide behind their masks, i.e. Banksy or "Anonymous", have done so with the intention of making a "name" or new identity for themselves anyway in the public eye, albeit as a means of challenging a system that is corrupt.  For that reason, it is necessary.  However, either way, you remain "anonymous", but at the same time, are equally more famous than the average person watching you on TV.  So then, the name means nothing in the end and all men and women are the ultimate mystery themselves, to themselves and in reality to everyone else.