Truth is beautiful, without a doubt but so are lies- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Lying is a desperate act of saving yourself the trouble of having to deal with dullness... and perhaps ease off the pain that honesty usually brings. Lies are tales that should be woven impeccably. Fabricated stories will otherwise be deeply scrutinised. While infallibility may be hugely respected, the existance of gifted liars in itself is questionable. Because a gifted liar is, in fact infallible thus never finding himself under scrutiny.
We all have, at some point, appreciate the lies so much better than the truth. I understand why people lie. Despite how greatly inconvenient liars can be, I admit, without a moment of hesitation that I am very guilty of lying.
I do not see why you find it impossible to just admit that you've lied. After all, you're the worst liar I have ever met. Where's the effort? I am disgusted with your lazy cover-ups. And purely insulted. Am I not even worth concrete, bewitching, yet still logically possible lies?!
If you wish to lie to me, make sure that your tale is a resplendent one. Make it impossible for me to distinguish fact from fiction. Cover your tracks the way a murderer would. Most importantly, I want to be hanging onto every word that rolls off the tip of your deceitful tongue, as you invent me a beautiful lie. Than only will that lie be justified, and deserving - because I'd have believed it to be the ultimate truth.
Keep this in mind: I cannot forgive a mortifyingly lazy and careless lie, but I can appreciate an exquisite one.
2 comments:
so you'd rather be lied to than to face whatever truth there is? Isn't that escaping?
is it wrong to want to live in a bubble? isn't living heard enough? sometimes i think it's okay to be lied to... as long as the lie is a good one, that is. i love stories.
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