This has been bugging me for a long time already and I’m going to reveal it now!
I saw an image on Facebook which I find disturbing. I normally don’t browse Facebook because I’ve practiced a social media “fast” which is another story. But one day, I recently refreshed my Facebook feed and saw an image of a sad clown sitting on a round table covered with a white mantle cloth eating what looked like food from an ongoing birthday party. It had a long caption which I did not read thoroughly but I got the gist of it saying, “minsan mahirap magpasaya ng ibang tao, sasabihin sayo alam na namin yang magic trick mo!”, “It’s hard to make people happy, they will say, I already know that magic trick!”
I looked again at the picture and the sad looking clown eating his part of the party food alone in the table made me feel EXTREMELY sad for him. I exited Facebook and stopped looking at the image. I felt so hurt for him I do not know why and I can’t seem to erase the thought of it in my head. I’m no clown or entertainer. I ain’t even a comedian. I am more of a serious person. But why do I find so much hurt in this clown image?
And with that, seeing his pain pushed me to keep on moving and fulfilling my dreams. I’ve always lived not just for myself. I live for others, for the community. To help others reach their very best. The thought of it, pushed me and pushed me. It kept pushing the pain into purpose. It kept pushing me that I need to fight for my dreams. It may not directly solve what’s making the clown sad in the image but I know that my energy, who I am is of greatness and I believe that it will make a difference in the world. That if I start it with myself everything and everyone else will follow.
I always think about those who feel sad, had low incomes or non at all, those who have broken dreams. I want to support them and I know that the best way that I could is to keep on keeping on with my ball of energy and bold belief that dreams are worth fighting for. Especially, to myself who is an artist and lives a difficult life. I will keep on fighting for what I believe God has entrusted me to do so. I will fight and keep on fighting. Push and keep on pushing. The world is beautiful, sometimes we just don’t see it when problems surround but upon seeing this sad clown image it even pushed my perception to do better, even better and to spread the joy, courage, love, gut, that was given to me.
With that, I will try to let go of the image of the sad clown in my mind and try to focus on how to help him be the very best that he can be.