Who am I without my lies?

Being the one who calls things by their name, is a thankless task. Society and average man live in untruth and deceit, so when an honest man expresses a true version of the state of things, he is instantly attacked, scolded and demeaned.

“Honest, spontaneous and natural expression is anarchic, it has to be banned, it is a horrid threat to our meanness and hypocrisy”, that´s what the system thinks.
We could ask Hitler and Stalin to see what their comment would be about this, but we don´t need to go that far.

Common man is deep inside aware of his lies and falsehood. For sure, bigotry and untruth is his daily bread. So when someone uncovers his vicious reality, he becomes furious.

HE SAYS:

 “I know that I am lying, falsehood though is my secret and my livelihood – but how do you dare questioning “my truth”, how do you have the nerve to show me what I refuse to see?…

How dare you show your natural feelings, when the only thing I know is to repress my conscience and emotions…? Deep inside I am aware I live a life of fraud and compromise, you commit the crime of making me realize what I already know.

I know that I am wrong, I am just the innocent victim of my lies, but this is my identity I worked hard to maintain; I  AM NOTHING WITHOUT MY DECEIT, I can´t stand truth, it is depressing and uncomfortable…

I am a respectful citizen, my virtue is my neurosis, I choose not to live, so I advise you do the same. It is not more than fair – if I don´t live, you are not supposed to live either. We are all equal, we are democratic.”

Recognize this…?

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