If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.” – Buddha
Confess your imperfections, write them on a wall for all the world to see. Use big, bold strokes, in brutal black paint, where it cannot be ignored. Admit to every flaw, every shortcoming. Reveal your darkest lies and faults.
Yet… leave it unsigned.
Watch as the world passes by, watch as they read your words and see your images. Listen as they speculate about who is the author of these admissions, listen as they speak the names of those they believe are guilty.
Yet… you are not among the accused.
No one recognizes you. Only you see these perceived failings.