Color of lie, Hue of truth
The Intense Color of Lie
So indeed, embarrassingly smiling back at someone who hypocritically smiles at me, might seem to be a conciliatory gesture or even not, of standard and proper human relations and not considered as a white lie, not to talk about a “black” lie. But to me personally, it feels like a tremendous concession of my truth. I really try not to lie – to myself, to God, to you. And for fuck sake, stop asking me: “Is everything Good?”…
…And yes indeed, I also like nice people. I am also addicted to this superficiality. No one likes to be treated like shit. Is there someone who does not prefer captivating smiles and chumming cheerfulness? But what if it’s not real, as it so isn’t most of the times?
So we all addict ourselves to our own deceit, only for the fear of thinking of ourselves as unfriendly or unpleasant people, to say the least. But only little penetrating awareness and disintegrating wisdom will reveal the truth, which hides beneath all those humanly masks of corporate-efficiency-style pleasantness.
The Fine Hue of Truth
It takes a much harder struggle and in particular a total concession of that very image of “sugar-pleasant and comfortably-nice” to achieve true love and compassion for our fellow beings.
But in this strange and shallow, vile and beautiful day and age, perhaps this is too much to ask, when even in the newspapers you might not once encounter wanted adds seeking for “a smiler…” – despicable.
The truth and even the pleasant one are not as such. Love is not behaving like a chipmunk or a clown in order to please the other mammals of the flock. Many times it might actually be perceived as selfishness or condescendence, because the love of people first starts at the true love of the self, and as such it cannot contradict your basic needs or put you in situations where you turn your back to your inner truth.
Lying Smilingly, Smiling Lyingly…
Being swept away by social conventions defines the evident color of lie and the most minute exertion of spiritual awareness manifests the hue of truth.









