Tuesday, April 27, 2010 / 7:32 AM
liar liar

I do realise people like to lie. We tell lies for some reasons, a lot of reasons, for no reason. We lie because we want to tell a white lie, we want to protect someone, we want to prevent someone from being hurt, so we lie. Sometimes we lie to protect ourselves, to retain some dignity or to conceal some information that we don't feel comfortable telling people about it. We lie to fit in, we lie to stay out.

So when can we stop lying? The Invention of Lying is really miraculous.

Maybe one day some strange epidemic happens and we all wake up, realising that we cannot lie anymore. Everytime we tell a lie we get a very big physical reaction, like a huge sneeze or our stomachs balloon. So everyone knows you are lying.

But that won't be too good. Because you cannot protect yourself anymore.

Ahh. So we should all be allowed to lie.


The boy who cried wolf.
Liar liar, i hate you.
I don't believe you anymore.

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