Honesty is the Key to Everything

What is honesty? Well here’re the dictionary definitions:

1. The quality or fact of being honest; uprightness and fairness.

2. Truthfulness, sincerity, or frankness.

3. Freedom from deceit or fraud.

Those are the ways we would define it in an essay, or even a speech; but I am not here to BS you and create a false sense of security; I am going to be as blunt as possible.

There is no possible way in HELL that I’m referring to either of those fine definitions; I’m talking about the one that we repel most often: our own. We choose to seclude ourselves form the outside world without actually confining ourselves. It is as if we want to live two lives at once; there’s the honest side, and then there’s the “honest” side. You all know what I’m talking about. Truthfully enough, the only person you’re lying to is yourself.

The kind of person I’m associating to is the one that A) Lies for no apparent reason or B) Lies to him/herself to elude the elementary fact that he/she doesn’t have such a grand life. Although very different, they are both only hurting the individual at hand, and ruining his/her life.

Type A lying is, considered by many, a disorder. For some reason, they spark their own lives with daring adventures and meteoric facts that do nothing but give one measly moment of glory which will be forgotten once that second ticks. There is no benefit gained from it; in the long run, it will probably only cause social disbelief in the subject, and he/she will not be trusted. ‘Side effects may include: Loss of friends, disbelief of everyone around you, and crying. Using just a bit of logic, these “exquisite” liars are easy to spot. When you call him/her a liar right to his/her face, be sure to expect a negative reaction. Hey, it’s not your fault that you don’t believe that trip to the store turned into a dragon slaughtering, or witch burning, or whatever kids do these days! In all seriousness though, lying to oneself is just another way to create a false sphere for people around you; another way of getting pity from others. They just want others to feel sorry for them and their more-than-perfect lives. It’s a sort of transition to a new, falsified life, to relish the audience with majestic stories; nothing more.

I feel like I’m diversifying to blood types, but type B are the ones that lie to themselves to create a false reality. It is a scrutinizing process upon oneself to believe in his/her own lies. A mental battle, in a sense, that is fought down to tears sometimes. It is the brain’s reaction, for some, as an alternative to suicide, or just an excuse for being plain lazy and not WANTING to change the life of oneself. This form of lying is, by far, the most pathetic thing people can do to themselves. I mean, what are we living in alternate realities or something?! ‘Enter… THE MATRIX! Where your whole world is a lie!’ It’s more sad than anything.

Lying to others and lying to oneself are two completely different stories. Type B liars, from my perspective, are much worse than type A. Why so? Well because type A liars can always find new people and start out fresh, while type B lie so frequently that, after a while, those persons actually start believing their false preachments. Either way you look at it though, lying is just awful.

If you’re honest you won’t have any problems, I guarantee it! Sure sometimes it’s difficult to confess, but you will feel amazing about it afterwards. You shouldn’t have to live in a world of lies, and you shouldn’t have to fear what others think. Tell them the god-honest truth, and if they don’t like it, then obviously they’re not your kind of people. Honesty fills a person with pride, knowing that he/she doesn’t have anything to hide. One lie leads to another, and another, and so on and so forth. Even white lies you shouldn’t have to tell, because you still have to live with your guilty conscience. Honesty is the key to everything, no doubt about it!

[Food for Thought] Getting Away With Crime?

Revisions:

8-21-09:  Initial release.

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OJ Simpson.  He was one of history’s greatest football players, only to hit his downfall with the 1995 trial where it was speculated he had murdered wife Nicole Simpson and her friend Ronald Goldman.   Now I don’t want to get into the details of this trial, but the bottom line of the story is that OJ Simpson was acquitted or murder, meaning that he was pronounced innocent.  The problem is so many people (and probably himself) know he was guilty, but thanks to a damn good lawyer he got way with what many believed to be murder.

In late 2006, OJ Simpson released a book titled “If I Did It”.  The book which is supposed to be a first-person fictional account of the murder had he actually committed it was withdrawn by the publisher before it release, only to be released later by the Goldman family.  I got a chance to read this book months ago, and I can say it was gripping.

Sure, it was marketed as “fiction”, but c’mon, we all know it is OJ Simpson’s own way of dealing with himself and the crime he probably did commit.

Where am I going with this?

Trust – If You Lose It, Then Good Luck Getting It Back

As in my previous post, there are a lot of virtues in life I strongly believe in.  One of them is trust.  Have you ever been in a situation where you trusted someone to do their part of the deal, and it totally falls through?  How did that make you feel?  How did it make the other person feel?  Trust is what binds people together, and creates relationship.  The moment that trust is broken, you can consider your friend’s “ass is grass”.  This is story number 6…