Well I certainly do! maybe out there in far flung fringes of this world there may be souls, honest decent souls, who never do! But I for one am all for the deceptions, the lies, the twisted half-truths that we feed our souls day and night as the earth rushes forward in its endless revolutions!
I say, what's the point of seeing things as they are? for one they are quite sordid so get on the band wagon and spin yarns and stories to nurse your own bosom. Truth is and has been an over rated virtue, its too plain boring and insipid and speaks of the endless hours of drowsy conversation where everyone agrees with every one else. Lies are interesting, they are tales of fascination and intrigue, they call on the imagination, feed our penchance for evil, for stealth, for eaves-dropping, for clandestine meetings, for things that must be kept hidden and quite! Isn't it more fun to be always telling lies to ourselves and others and make the world seem glossier and more vibrant because of it.
I've reached that turn in my life that a solid good lie is what gets me going. I don't want to see what is? I want to experience what can be aaahhh what bliss is that to be able to walk into a real life dream, to have such a vivid and lucid imagination that the lines between true and false are merged and fused. What if I can be a part of a world that I have created for myself in the dark corners of my mind. What if like in Narnia, I can just walk through a closet into a magical land and be a queen, a princess, fighting wars that matter, battling evil with good. I want to see the contrast between good and bad drawn out and clearly defined as it is in pictures. I want life to have the dream like quality in which things always work out in the end and every one lives happily ever after.
I want lies of perfection. I want manifestations of undying love and devotion (let them be untrue what difference would that make) I want declarations of beauty and lifelong loyalty for I want to be Queen Guinevere to Sir Lancelot, I want to be desired by King Arthur and loved by a Romeo, I want the jealousy of Othello, and the madness of Antony!
I want the truth to be done away with! gone from my presence for all eternity for I'm blissfully happy in Utopia!
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