Have you ever wondered why people tend to be really nice? Are they being genuine, or putting up a facade?
Some use the latter as a defense mechanism, not to confront other people or be put in a situation where a guillotine would be a better choice than be confronted, but the ones I despise THE MOST, use it for their own manipulative abomination / vendetta / sadistic pleasure / since their A-hole wasn’t expanded ENOUGH during their last proctological visit and now extrusion is almost impossible from the normal orifice!
But, there is something far more horrendous than that… even more dreadful … incomprehensible of being even epitomized… but poignantly true… pseudologia fantastica… or in other words pathological lying.
Though the initial reason for not confessing the truth might be with intending no one’s harm, reminds me of a famous quote
"Sow a thought and you reap an action; sow an act and you reap a habit; sow a habit and you reap a character; sow a character and you reap a destiny." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Have you even seen a cocoon, the first thought which comes to your mind, a beautiful butterfly is going to sprout from it, well I took a course in the University of Life, Edumacation of Deception, I scored A+ on it too! Same as a butterfly a mosquito uses a cocoon too! So what if a mosquito uses it, no problem? Rite? NO!
Heard of the term Chikungunya? No it is not a new item on KFC! I lost a family member to it!
It’s hard to conceive that the outside looks breathtakingly splendid, their character is simply worth mimicking if not abiding by, but on the inside, what is being bred is appalling, a friend of mine quoted something provoking “You know the bitterness of a mango only when you reach the seed”, sadly its true, the more you find out about the person, the more their stories don’t add up, the more they resent to even talk to you, in my own naivety or bedazzlement I ventured out, didn’t listen to the small voices which were warning me, I’m not schizophrenic! But in the end discovered that I should have stuck to my better judgment, should have picked up on the first hint of lying and stuck to one of my motto “you lie to me, your dead to me!”.
But unfortunately, I don’t learn it the easy way, had to face a monumental disappointment which was instantaneously followed by remorse to the highest degree.
Hence I warn myself, it’s better to face the brutal truth, NO! Not the band , than to face the sultry of an impeding devastation.
Some use the latter as a defense mechanism, not to confront other people or be put in a situation where a guillotine would be a better choice than be confronted, but the ones I despise THE MOST, use it for their own manipulative abomination / vendetta / sadistic pleasure / since their A-hole wasn’t expanded ENOUGH during their last proctological visit and now extrusion is almost impossible from the normal orifice!
But, there is something far more horrendous than that… even more dreadful … incomprehensible of being even epitomized… but poignantly true… pseudologia fantastica… or in other words pathological lying.
Though the initial reason for not confessing the truth might be with intending no one’s harm, reminds me of a famous quote
"Sow a thought and you reap an action; sow an act and you reap a habit; sow a habit and you reap a character; sow a character and you reap a destiny." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Have you even seen a cocoon, the first thought which comes to your mind, a beautiful butterfly is going to sprout from it, well I took a course in the University of Life, Edumacation of Deception, I scored A+ on it too! Same as a butterfly a mosquito uses a cocoon too! So what if a mosquito uses it, no problem? Rite? NO!
Heard of the term Chikungunya? No it is not a new item on KFC! I lost a family member to it!
It’s hard to conceive that the outside looks breathtakingly splendid, their character is simply worth mimicking if not abiding by, but on the inside, what is being bred is appalling, a friend of mine quoted something provoking “You know the bitterness of a mango only when you reach the seed”, sadly its true, the more you find out about the person, the more their stories don’t add up, the more they resent to even talk to you, in my own naivety or bedazzlement I ventured out, didn’t listen to the small voices which were warning me, I’m not schizophrenic! But in the end discovered that I should have stuck to my better judgment, should have picked up on the first hint of lying and stuck to one of my motto “you lie to me, your dead to me!”.
But unfortunately, I don’t learn it the easy way, had to face a monumental disappointment which was instantaneously followed by remorse to the highest degree.
Hence I warn myself, it’s better to face the brutal truth, NO! Not the band , than to face the sultry of an impeding devastation.
