Wherein Does The Trouble Lye.
June 10, 2012
“A lie don’ t care who tell it, as long as it gets told. Your’e a cat tell it lie! You will tell a lie before a cat licks your a** with his tongue already drawn. Don’t say lie, that’s a curse word, say, story.”
All phrases and terms I was raised on. To lie was to lye in a shallow place of forgetfulness, thoughtlessness and dominance. You lied when you wanted people to believe your truth, and you were good at it once you believed it yourself.
It’s not alarming when you hear little children tell a “story” totally slanted to their views, it is expected and then corrected as if it were not a learned behavior. Who are we protecting when we stretch the truth, hide an error, pace our words and willfully forget?
The trouble is, there is trouble when nobody can tell of their pain. It seems pretty scripted when we lift fingers point them toward another and aim to blame. However, blameless you may be, you take part in every secret when you encounter the dangerous truth and withhold it for safe keepings. “Your secret is safe with me.”
Nobody is safe when there are secrets. The rapist, the molesters, the abuser go free, free to touch me and rape me and marry me and my beautiful daughters. Who is your neighbor? Who did you meet for dinner last night? Who are you dating? And why are they lying on me.
“A lie don’t care who tell it, as long as it get’s told.”
Tomorrow’s message: Shame, Shame, Shame
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This has been Sharon Saffold blogging on purpose and not by chance because chances are, I will blog again.