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DAY II - SOMETHING YOU FUCKING FEEL STRONGLY ABOUT

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just going to tell you that I'm not really good at these kinds of things, so my answer might be a little vague. expect them to coil around a stick repeatedly and to keep confusing you. my answer probably wouldn't even fit the question/item, i swear.

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√ i have a lot of things in mind which i don't fucking like about this shit we call a world, but one of the things that made a mark in my mind, is how the earliest lie can be told at age two.

i mean, yeah, lying seems like a normal thing these days.

that's the point, fuckface.

the way we just naturally let lies slip out of our mouth, the way we can just waltz into a room and spout falsifications about the brand of our shoes or the fucking reason we arrived thirty minutes after the scheuled time. the most impressive, scary part of that is when it convinces people. or maybe they're lying about being convinved? who knows, because it's too easy to get people caught in the illusion of you "telling the truth".

alright, let's get real. honestly (or is it?), the only thing that can save our asses these days when we're in some deep shit is to say some fucking fabrication we made, maybe while we were fucking walking or automatically generated by our brains at the last goddamned moment. it's the easiest way to pass through a solid brick wall, the most effective method so we can turn any surface into transparent sheets. some people are even becoming "experts at lying", in a way they can perceive the results of their mistruths in advance, or can see the percentage of veracity in others' eyes. the fact that this is getting more common than honesty is a little disturbing. no, scratch that, extremely scary.

in a world where anyone can simply blurt out a falsified fact even when held under the pressure of a threatening blade, it's not fucking guaranteed anymore that you can actually even believe a fact. if someone tells you that this plant is poisonous when you're stuck in the wild and you're hungry as fuck, there's a huge possibility that a fight will break out between the two of you. Why?

a) your hunger will get to you and you'll be in rage as you hunt for more food
b) you're evil as fuck so you'll test it on your companion
c) you'll think they're lying because they either want the plant for themself or they want you to die of starvation
   c1) you'll doubt them silently and you'll be paranoid throughout, the whole fucking time
   c2) you'll openly oppose them and might end up harming or killing them because of a number of reasons that i'm sure lies in every human mind. atleast one of em.

the last option is what i deem the most plausible, but maybe most of us has choice a) as our natural reaction. doesn't matter. either way, we're having doubts because we're unsure of whether or not a person is telling the truth or not. in a society like ours which is wilder than a fucking amazon (not the online shop), we are confused between a lion who has a rabbit in between its teeth, or a rabbit who is in cahoots with lion so it can deceive you about vulnerability.

it's as if our whole decision-making is used to nothing more than attempting to determine lies and truths, because that's what the entire populace is made of. it's as if lying has become a part of our daily routine, so much so that the world is full of altered facts.

i don't have anything against white lies, really. but where does this shit we inevitably do, actually start? in my case, living with a family taught me how to lie. the first lie i told was when i was as young as a year and 2 months old, i told my aunt i didn't break anything in the kitchen even though i did. they've told me about this story somewhere around 9 years old, and of course, i would remember. because it was quite remarkable. i lied because i was afraid of the consequences when they found the truth out, not even thinking of how they'd react when they found out i was being such a wuss. of course, it's a child's natural reaction. but still. that's where it begins.

when i was seven, i remembered telling my mother that i didn't cry at school that day even when it was so fucking obvious that i did, judging from how my eyes literally fucking looked like. i didn't want to have her find out that i just fucking bawled my eyes out and broke another pencil in rage (yes, i was the kind if kid who goes on a rampage when offended) in order to avoid another godfucking interview.

we have gotten used to the way of "lying in order to avoid trouble", and now we are "lying in order to avoid trouble... right?"

what i mean is that... we don't even know if this certain memory was a lie or not, because we've told it so many times we can't even determine if it's true or otherwise. the fact that the human mind can be altered in as fast as 3 hours doesn't help at all. i know, yes. my point is really blurry at the moment because boooi, this has so many fucking subtopics, and even the subtopics have epic goddamned origins and i literally am clueless about where to fucking start.

anyways, we get used to this shit. but where do our EXP come from? firstly... households. living with parents or any other family members may cause a child to think that he is sometimes being restricted. that's why he goes out and rebels, then lies about shit he did instead of telling the truth (e.g. smoking with friends). this is mostly true among sheltered-ass kids and all that shit. also, there's the kid who has everyday of his life resemble a living hell. like a harry potter kind of abuse, i mean, how he had been fucking mistreated by his aunt petunia and uncle vernon AND his godfucking cousin dudley. and he lies, doesn't he? but this kind of lifestyle leads to a kid that withdraws and lies about something that happened when he is caught under the pressure of threats behind him. another is your stereotypical parents who just plainly, flat-out fucking maltreat their kids. instead of giving them comfort or relief, going home is a literal chore for them. and the results of this kind of upbringing is a child who lies about his situation.

the idea is that, no matter what kind of atmosphere a kid grows up in, he will always learn to lie, and will find a way to make it more convenient for himself. he'll adapt to that lifestyle, apply it on everything, until eventually, it becomes a habit. lying starts at home, and it ends at home base (i meant your coffin). and as a person dies, another is born, and the lying cycle starts over and over again. and that's why our society is packed with molecules and atoms and billions of protons that carry mistruths and fabrications.

can you just imagine that? i am concerned about the well-being of a world that i want to see getting better. but what can i do? i'm one of those shitfaces who survived by lying. especially in a place like ours, where you have to lie about why you were late, about why you went hone at eleven in the fucking evening, about whom you interact with, about what you ate, about how your teachers treat you, about how your classmates talk to you. all that basic shit. see, it really is inevitable to lie. and that's what concerns me. we now use lying as a normal means of communication.

about the fact that a lie can be told at the age of two, shit man. i don't like where we're heading to.

because sociery demands so fucking much of everyone and everything, we have to lie to our teachers when they inquire about this homework shit and all, and we don't want to tell them that the reason we couldn't finish it was because we fell asleep, all going back to the point where we weren't able to find some fucking time for sleep yesterday, because we either had MUCH more projects, or because of family issues we wouldn't wanna let anyone know of.

the education system alone teaches us to lie. we won't fucking pass our character education and shit if we don't say we love god and accept him as our personal lord and savior even when we're athiest, so we end up putting some made-up shit on our test papers (this is especially true for christian fucking countries). just basic shit like that, you know what i mean. because i keep expounding on this topic, and my brain keeps wanting to share all of my fucking philosophies about this shit.

in short, i'm concerned about the future.

can you imagine a world where everyone keeps guns in theur pockets because even a four-year-old might be lying about stashing drugs inside her backpack?

i can. and i see it on earth.

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i shortened this shit and cut it early, because boi. i am so fucking tired and all, and i wouldn't wanna end up writing a 6k word speech about the death of veracious saints.

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T a g g i n g  3  h o m o  h a b i l i s-- jk don't kill me for calling you unevolved pls

fxck-off--

Tsusuda

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