Why do we humans lie to eachother so much? We sugarcoat everything, not wanting to face the truth. Like the truth is some kind of poison. We cant even be truthful to ourselves
Tonight I sat down with a little girl. Shes the daughter of a family friend. Shes maybe...10 or 11. Ill call her "Anna" for the purposes of this thread. Anna is a beautiful child, very smart. But shes a quiet kid, and her parents and the people around her have never been able to figgure out why. I found out why tonight. Anna has always been sort of my little sister, shes talked to me and looked up to me. Tonight, as I was writing one of my stories, she came, sat down next to me on the desk and we talked. She was upset about her father. Her father is a very very VERY religious man who enforces his religious rules on his daughter. He has the best intentions, but he goes about it in a poor method. Anna is a free spirited girl who refuses to let herself be tied down by anything. Religion doesnt logically make sense to her. Its a consistant flashpoint between her and her father.
Last night they had annother little fight and she came to me tonight. She was angry and frustrated. Tonight everything came spilling out, the truth about her father. His "late night discussions", his "weekend father/daughter camping trips". I remember asking myself why people had to be like this, those that claimed to be so high and holy being the people most deserving of hate. Those that claim to be so high above the rest, are no better than the dirt scraped off one's shoes.
Why are people so fascinated with lies?
Tonight I sat down with a little girl. Shes the daughter of a family friend. Shes maybe...10 or 11. Ill call her "Anna" for the purposes of this thread. Anna is a beautiful child, very smart. But shes a quiet kid, and her parents and the people around her have never been able to figgure out why. I found out why tonight. Anna has always been sort of my little sister, shes talked to me and looked up to me. Tonight, as I was writing one of my stories, she came, sat down next to me on the desk and we talked. She was upset about her father. Her father is a very very VERY religious man who enforces his religious rules on his daughter. He has the best intentions, but he goes about it in a poor method. Anna is a free spirited girl who refuses to let herself be tied down by anything. Religion doesnt logically make sense to her. Its a consistant flashpoint between her and her father.
Last night they had annother little fight and she came to me tonight. She was angry and frustrated. Tonight everything came spilling out, the truth about her father. His "late night discussions", his "weekend father/daughter camping trips". I remember asking myself why people had to be like this, those that claimed to be so high and holy being the people most deserving of hate. Those that claim to be so high above the rest, are no better than the dirt scraped off one's shoes.
Why are people so fascinated with lies?