Insane Mind Power: The Truth About Lies And Lies About Truth

If someone poses a question to you and they ask for an honest opinion, have you been able to give your view without having the slightest of thoughts? Chances are you have not. Chances are you're never able to give an honest opinion immediately unless of course, you already know the question is coming your way. A lot of us have this tendency to think it over. So how honest is your honest opinion? Are we giving the other person something they want to hear or something you want to say to prove a point. Admit it folks, everyone gives their opinion on things to prove a point. Especially when they're ahead in that area of discussion. What point are they proving? The point that they know and you don't know. Their honest opinion might directly or indirectly change the way you think about the question or about that person. An honest opinion is one that comes unbiased, fresh and raw. Sort of like, in your face. Frank, straightforward or blunt. Call it any term you want. It's synonymous with honest or honesty. More often than not, I've given people honest opinions. What? It isn't as arduous as one would one think. They didn't ask me for an honest answer. It was merely an opinion. I have every avenue to lie to them if I want to hurt them or make them feel asinine about asking the question in the first place. Nonetheless, that doesn't make the opinion far from honest. Some people welcome something different for a change. Unless you're a wuss. Why is it so difficult for people to accept an honest opinion? It is just an opinion. Why are you letting it affect your life? Is this an excuse to put the blame on me for following my advice at that time when I was needed the most? So why even ask me for something honest when you know you're not going to like it? Is this an excuse to put the blame on me for not being tactful and flowery towards your feelings? If you ask me such a question, be prepared to accept what's coming your way. Else, ask some other self-professed nice guy who doesn't get laid. Somehow the people who never get laid seem to know so much about people who do get laid or get laid often.

That aside, when will typical girlfriends stop acting like they know so much about men and how they work? Just because you got raped, fucked like an object, fucked and dumped, didn't get fucked but got dumped or refused to give a blowjob or for any other sexual or non-sexual reason, does not allow you females to speak on behalf of the opposite gender. Especially, that which you have no knowledge about. See, men don't profess they understand women. A lot of intelligent, intellectual men pretend that they don't understand women but they do. Well almost. They're actually very observant. A quiet, decent chat with such men will reveal a lot about women, to women. To an extend where, women start to fascinate about such a man. But they don't want to fuck him. They need him. That man is every woman's best friend. The guy every girl wants a piece of. His brain, that is. The guy every girl would brag about to her girlfriends and will claim he is living proof that a man and a woman can and do have platonic relationships. So you go on arguing that all this is just bullshit and in a matter of time, that guy will eventually tell you that he is interested in you. What is wrong in that? He who does that is merely showing interest in the way you think. Not how big your tits and ass are. Then you go on arguing, with your self-conceited beliefs, that a man and a woman, actually all men and all women cannot have platonic relationships. You go on arguing about how you've been conned too many times. Conned in bed. Conned on bed. You go on arguing about how you got pregnant and got dumped by your boyfriend whom you loved so much and whom you thought also loved you as much. You know it's irrelevant to the topic but you just do it to get the usual female sympathy. Then you go on arguing about the words the bastard had said to you in bed and off bed. By now, you would've started to receive sympathy points. Then you go on arguing about how the guy you thought was the best friend actually offered to fuck you. You go on arguing when your friends told you that you oh so wanted to fuck him but you kept denying because you knew your pussy wouldn't endure that big a cock. You go on arguing that you being a woman will know where you stood, actually how you spread your legs, and that you already expected this fucking offer to come up. You go on arguing that as your best buddy, he was just kidding. You go on arguing that he really didn't want to fuck you but you knew in your conceited self that you thought that he thought you were so fucking hot. You go on arguing that if you had fucked him, you would have spoilt the friendship. You go on arguing that he will keep wanting the sex and that you'd feel guilty after having fucked your best friend. You go on arguing till your best friend shows up and you're completely unaware of it. You go on arguing until he tells your friends openly that he fucked you so hard last night and that you came five times. They love the slight laughter. You go on arguing that all men are bastards even though you got caught in the act. You stop, stopped arguing when he put his hand up your skirt just to make sure that you've kept up to your promise that you'd leave your thong behind at his place. You don't like it anymore? So fucking what? Well, fuck you bitch. Don't get all jumpy on me now. I'm still in line with the honesty concept.

My opinion. Honest opinion. But I can still lie. Where and when I'm lying is the whole point. What you take from this will not affect me but it might affect you. Will you be so quick as to judge my chauvinistic ideals or would you go further to find the real point in what I'm saying? Can you cross my thoughts and tell me if I'm right or wrong? If I do not see eye to eye on a subject of your interest, am I lying about what I say? Do I have to say something that you'd want to hear or that which would generally seem nice? If I say something unorthodox, I'm branded as a someone who tries to be different but is actually one who is like the rest. Do we say we're honest and that we don't judge people yet we're actually the ones who start doubting and judge our loved ones? Do we go on using our insecurities as reasons to blame and judge others? Where do we stand? What gave us the right to criticize others constantly and yet fail to live up to it when others do likewise to us? How would they have felt? Does it matter? Do we really need to bother what about people feel? What do we gain by being sensitive to some one's feelings? Aren't we doing everything just to prove a point that we're actually very nice deep down? Will they not see the us in us? Do we have to resort to theatrics just to get our views across? Are we not allowed to say what we wish? What we will? What we ascertain? Do we tell the truth without lying to ourselves? Do we tell the lies without being truthful to ourselves? Do we tell the truth without being truthful to ourselves? Do we tell the lies without lying to ourselves? Do we tell lies to conceal the truth or truth to conceal lies? Do we conceal the lies to throw out the truth or do we conceal the truth to showcase the lies? Haven't lies always seemed the easier thing to do? Haven't lies always helped you in times of need? Haven't lies saved lies? Truth only makes things difficult to understand because people can't understand it or enough of it. People enjoy lies and being lied to. It is the truth. They do not know that the truth they're being told are actually lies. They live a life of lies and lie all their lives. They do not know that they're lying. They're telling the truth. That is what they think. Everyone of us is just a pawn. We all lie. We all have lied. We still lie and we will keep on lying. Truth itself is a lie. Truth cannot withstand lies. Truth will always surface only when a lie exists. That makes lies very important in our lives. No lies, no room for truth. For when lies cease to exist, the truth itself becomes a lie. And it all starts over. In truth, everything I'm saying here is the truth. That is not a lie.

If you can see that, then you would've fully understood why you've been reading all this truth about lies and lies about truth.