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Honesty, Openness, and Lies

you create your own life through your thoughts, words, and deeds

at the dawn your lies will haunt you

There is an axiom; ‘everybody lies’, and perhaps it’s true.  Perforce we are forced to lie because of the circumstances we find ourselves in, or perhaps lying has become a habit with us, or it might be that there are some things we just do not want to explain because it will be far too complicated.  We may be completely honest in the things we say, and yet still be a liar because we lie by omission.  We may be having an affair, a fling, or be in trouble, and we just don’t ever talk about it, and that too is lying.

The thing about lying and liars is that they will always get caught out, the axiom; ‘oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive’ is true.. When we lie, however we lie, we are building a house of cards, and we always need to add another couple of cards at the top.  One small lie will, more often than not, grow like topsy into a vast work of fiction that calls for a brilliant memory to keep our true story different from the false back-story we have built.  And there is always someone with a better memory than you.

A liar’s worst enemy is someone with a good memory.  ~  Dodinsky.

The truly honest, honourable, and brave person isn’t afraid to talk about anything and everything.

‘The time has come,’ the walrus said, ‘to talk of many things: Of shoes and ships ~ and sealing wax ~ of cabbages and kings.’  ~  Lewis Carroll

There are things in an English Gentleman’s life that it’s considered impolite to discuss; politics, religion, money….. and women.  Yet in recent times I have had deep discussions about the first three of those topics.  I wouldn’t ever talk of women in particular, but I am more than happy to discuss women in general ~ as if I knew anything at all of women.  When we lie, and when we refuse to talk deeply, honestly, and openly about anything and everything, we diminish ourselves, we reduce the richness of our lives, and we can never consider anyone a true friend.

However sometimes we lie for what seems like a good reason; we lie because we just don’t want to give some people an opportunity to judge and criticise us, we lie because the truth is just too complicated, we lie to avoid hurting someone we otherwise care for, and we lie for the sake of our own safety.

Truth is dangerous…..  But if a truth cannot be spoken, it must at least be known.  Even if you dare not speak the truth to others, never lie to yourself.  ~  Frances Hardinge.

Some say that they never tell a lie.  And some should never tell a lie.  All I know is that I could be the very best, the most believable of all liars, but I choose not to be.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

the eyes are the windows to the soul

and a lie may deceive from the lips

but the truth is always in the eyes

 

 

Truth and Openness

there is a magic in truth, and honesty, and openness

eclipsing the truth

Everything I write on this blog, at least everything I have written recently is the brutal truth.  I don’t hold anything back, to the best of my ability I tell you exactly what is in my heart.  The post I wrote yesterday, Why I’m Still Alive, is a case in point.  I could have dressed that story up, made myself look a little better, perhaps garnered more sympathy from you.  But, why would I do that?  If I am going to write anything at all about myself it has to be true, and not just part of the truth, but the entire truth.  There are some caveats; I am not an Ernest Hemingway nor a Philip Roth, and the format I’m writing in is a blog, and a blog post needs to be fairly short and pithy.  But over and above all that, this is me, and everything I write is coloured and edited by that simple fact.

Also, but only to a certain extent, I choose what to write about.  Some of my posts I just know I have to write, and they flow onto the screen without any conscious thought, those posts arise fully formed from my deepest subconscious mind.  Ergo, they have to be true, because I’m not even certain that the subconscious knows how to lie.

Why write this painful stuff at all?

Because it’s therapeutic, because I like to know what you think about me and the things I have revealed to you, because if I didn’t write this stuff it would go around and around in my mind like a rat on a wheel.  It’s cathartic to write the brutal truth.  If I lied, or told less than the truth, then you would know, and most likely you would respect me less.  However, how easy it is for people to believe the lie.

How easy it is to make people believe a lie, and how hard it is to undo that work again.  ~  Mark Twain

Most liars can’t remember all the lies they’ve told, and if they’re lying by omission what they have said and what they haven’t said.  It’s easy to for me to remember the truth, but if I ever lied I’d have to keep referring back to old posts.

A liar should have a good memory.  And a liar’s worst enemy is someone else with a good memory.  ~  Quintilian

Some say that everybody lies all the time.  And that a little white lie never hurt anyone.  All I know is that all lies are toxic and destructive, especially lies of omission.  Trust me, I will always tell you the absolute truth.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

thou shalt not bear false witness

 

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