"In complete control, pretending control,
with dignified authority, we are charlatans.
Or maybe just a goat's-hair brush in a painter's hand.
We have no idea what we are."
We are all, in our way, charlatans - maintaining the pretence. Yet we have to be: charlatanism is a facet of life, what keeps us veiled yet laughing - the phenomenal as the bridge to the real. We are the fakery, the false gold that exists to show there is real gold. Whoever is afraid to let go, will cling to the sinking ship even when it rests on the ocean floor...when the waves are calling.
If you have the burning determination, jump into the ocean. If you prefer safety, stay on the shore.
Yet don't deny we are charlatans...