It very selem grips my attention to things that don't matter. Things such as why we can't breathe underwater, or why things get lost, why god doesn't appear in one place, everything seems like it can not be explained, thus, the call to action for secrets...
Secrets really only exist for one purpose only: to hide certain information or objects from the knowledge of the public. We live in a world where thoughts can not be read, our minds are a secret, thus created what is called the speech of lies. Lies are only told because we do not want to know the concenquences of others knowing the truth. I learned that it goes both ways for the lie and the truth. The truth and the lie both have concenquences in their reveal. The lie if saught out gives punishment to the liar and triples the pain for the person who finds out it is indeed a lie. The truth if discovered, can torture both parties of the conversation, the giver and reciever could run out of things to discuss, end up with questions that they can not answer, or harm them by letting the truth run their entire lives, this would mean they have no room for a tiny lie and thus makes it difficult for privacy. Is concealing the truth necessary? Is telling a lie worth it? It all depends on the person giving voice to one or the other. Sometimes the truth hurts and breaks someone's heart, sometimes a lie hurts more. Both is necessary for life to work. Secrets could keep people happy, but it is not what all of us really want.
Without truth, there is too much evil....
Without lies, there is no balance or restraint on reality.
A writer can lie and tell the truth at the same time. Can create an ideal world for themselves.
Though sometimes, it would be nicer to not tell bad secrets when they are bad. Lately, where i am currently present, there is no end to the judgement on everyone else around me. They tell me secrets about one another from their point of views. I willingly listen to all of them. I willingly allow such judgement to pass on the other person they speak ill of. I love them all, all people. Throughout life, a secret has been something of important to me. Something that tells me something someone else doesn't know. a Mistique is a secret concelment of the hidden subject. Secrets have given me a different perception on people no matter where they are from. "You are catching on." They tell me. Like they think that i am willing to also, believe that their secret is the truth. Belief is also something that is important in the works of truths and lies. Believing is one thing and rightious and fact are another. Expierence of both is powerful. This is why honoring life as a learning expierement is a very strong view, in my opinion.
You can judge, but it isn't necessarily how things really are.
You can see them as they are or imagine a more adventurous nature.
These are things I think about all the time. Because if it exists in my mind, is it not also reality? Could lies just be a simple false explaination for an ideal story? Could they just be looked upon as something creative? Could a cheating husband win back his lover through lies only to find out that she just wants a complex love life full of all the awesome qualities that romance has? If you don't accept that life is hamarithia? Which means it is likely to make mistakes? those "worse decisions" could make you wise and powerful. You could make your words like a weapon if used correctly. Words are truths and lies, this bends the will of mankind, this makes rules necessary. This is why lies are bad and truths are also bad. This is why you might more likely be pestimistic than optimistic and why the world could have been created. Created for a more interesting place, perhaps. The whole ordeal here is, that no matter what you do, you do because it was your will or chosen task. You lie because you want to hide, you tell the truth because you want respect. You tell secrets because you want trust. What ever you may tell could help someone understand you more, or cringe away and distants themselves from you for all eternity. Secrets make the world a more interesting place. Be careful of them though, for they could very well lead you somewhere you never wanted to go in the first place. Your regrets are the result of you not liking what you did. Where you end up, is all up to you. Suicide is no exception, you wanted it all to end, and that is a truth that hurts more than any lie you could ever tell the world.
Don't be discouraged of the way your life is. You can change it.
Don't be angry because someone acts a way you don't understand, they are their own person, too.
Of course, these are all suggestions, and suggestions pervokes you to try something new.
Be careful out there, this world is full of strange things that was delibritely put on this earth for a purpose, it is no coincidence, my dearest friend.