sad sad sad
i wish i lived on a planet where people were honest with each other. sometimes i wonder if they know or care how transparent they are to me, how i know that they are lying and i only wish i could see the truth on thier face. i would slap it and wait for the red handprint to appear, hoping that a picture of what i want to know will be evident, but it is obvious that it would not work. there is no course of action for me to take, that will result in finding the truth in someone's face.
though i might not find the truth, i can always spot the lie. it twitches, it dares to dance the cha-cha on on thier lips. they wave it in front of you, bulletproof and airtight, waiting to be challenged. it looks you in the eye, staring to the back of your head and leaving you looking for the hole it bored. it smiles and nods. it denies everything. it hushes when it sees you coming and it speaks with thin lips and slow words. it is always polite and cold.
don't talk to me - ever.
i wish i lived on a planet where people were honest with each other. sometimes i wonder if they know or care how transparent they are to me, how i know that they are lying and i only wish i could see the truth on thier face. i would slap it and wait for the red handprint to appear, hoping that a picture of what i want to know will be evident, but it is obvious that it would not work. there is no course of action for me to take, that will result in finding the truth in someone's face.
though i might not find the truth, i can always spot the lie. it twitches, it dares to dance the cha-cha on on thier lips. they wave it in front of you, bulletproof and airtight, waiting to be challenged. it looks you in the eye, staring to the back of your head and leaving you looking for the hole it bored. it smiles and nods. it denies everything. it hushes when it sees you coming and it speaks with thin lips and slow words. it is always polite and cold.
don't talk to me - ever.
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I wish I knew the difference between Honesty and The Truth. From different perspectives come changing perceptions.
i was bored last night and realized that the song "Joy To The World" can be...
re-spaced, and it's a Haiku.
re-accentuated(sp) and it's a dirty, dirty little story.
un-spaced w/ systematic removal(vowels,j,v...) and it's a message.
you can also delete it(i eventually chose the latter)!
boy, do i need a life or what?:^?
i know that feeling all too well. those people generate bad karma, so rest assured that it will come back and bite them in the ass.
btw, did you get those emails i sent you? it was like 2 weeks ago and i haven't heard so i'm wondering if they ever got there. i realised only recently that hotmail sends non-junk mail to my junk mail folder sometimes so i don't know if maybe that's what happened...
sorry to be such a pain, dear and sorry i had to post this in your journal but i wasn't sure what to do next.
--Neda