Handling the Truth
A: Hi Mr. Travel Agent (in a sultry tone).
J: Hi!
A: I like to go some where.
J: Well, where would you like to go?
A: I like to go somewhere hot and wet.... like your lips (proceed to advance and take in lips).
J: I can take you to heaven.... come into me (violent swift shoving action).
These days, the weather had taken a good turn, unlike the economy. Everyone is happy and eager to show some skin.
It got me thinking about honesty. Is it the best policy? Can people handle the truth?
If Denial is the hottest club in town, it will be full... all day everyday. People love to be in Denial.
On the other hand, people loves facts. The back of the youghurt cup has all the Nutrition Facts, too many actually.
Theories and hypothesis conjured by researchers, archaeologists and experimenters unendingly races towards the truth.
Then there is the truth.
Unlike Denial and Facts, people don't really like the truth. They say ignorance is bliss, truth will only bring sufferings to those who hear. So do we fake the truth? Do we bend the truth? Or do we ignore the truth?
How much honesty should there be in a relationship? If everyone is 100% transparent to one another, can a relationship work? As far as I know, relationship is based on trust and a little delusion from each party. Girl A will think that Boy B is the hottest and nicest person in town but Girl C thinks that Boy B is the complete loser. I guess one's Love Boat is another's Titanic. Then, there is also the fantasy part. With a little lace push up bra, a B cup can go to a C. Is that not honest then, since the truth is, the girl has B cup afterall.
It struck me like a whip on the Dominatrix.... have I been too honest in the relationship that it leaves no room for fantasy. Our brains are the biggest sex organs, and fantasy is the thing that drives it. If one had faked it at the start, to start the ball rolling, to get in the zone, and not be so truthful about the awkwardness, nervousness and the 'have to report the feelings', I am sure it will be alot better. It will be like roleplay. It breaks the ice, warms the body up and gets them relaxed. Once relax, then can one tap into the inner chakra, the tantric energy and the core muscles activation for the blood to flow like the stream of life. And before long, the 'life dew' will gush out like the Niagara in an 'Oh-my-goodness-me' manner.
So the truth is, the Truth may not be so good in some cases. A little mystery, a black veil and a translucent lace may be the thing. People should be smart enough to manicure the truth and present it in a manner that the other person can accept... or else what is the point of Truth when the person rejects it.
J: Hi!
A: I like to go some where.
J: Well, where would you like to go?
A: I like to go somewhere hot and wet.... like your lips (proceed to advance and take in lips).
J: I can take you to heaven.... come into me (violent swift shoving action).
These days, the weather had taken a good turn, unlike the economy. Everyone is happy and eager to show some skin.
It got me thinking about honesty. Is it the best policy? Can people handle the truth?
If Denial is the hottest club in town, it will be full... all day everyday. People love to be in Denial.
On the other hand, people loves facts. The back of the youghurt cup has all the Nutrition Facts, too many actually.
Theories and hypothesis conjured by researchers, archaeologists and experimenters unendingly races towards the truth.
Then there is the truth.
Unlike Denial and Facts, people don't really like the truth. They say ignorance is bliss, truth will only bring sufferings to those who hear. So do we fake the truth? Do we bend the truth? Or do we ignore the truth?
How much honesty should there be in a relationship? If everyone is 100% transparent to one another, can a relationship work? As far as I know, relationship is based on trust and a little delusion from each party. Girl A will think that Boy B is the hottest and nicest person in town but Girl C thinks that Boy B is the complete loser. I guess one's Love Boat is another's Titanic. Then, there is also the fantasy part. With a little lace push up bra, a B cup can go to a C. Is that not honest then, since the truth is, the girl has B cup afterall.
It struck me like a whip on the Dominatrix.... have I been too honest in the relationship that it leaves no room for fantasy. Our brains are the biggest sex organs, and fantasy is the thing that drives it. If one had faked it at the start, to start the ball rolling, to get in the zone, and not be so truthful about the awkwardness, nervousness and the 'have to report the feelings', I am sure it will be alot better. It will be like roleplay. It breaks the ice, warms the body up and gets them relaxed. Once relax, then can one tap into the inner chakra, the tantric energy and the core muscles activation for the blood to flow like the stream of life. And before long, the 'life dew' will gush out like the Niagara in an 'Oh-my-goodness-me' manner.
So the truth is, the Truth may not be so good in some cases. A little mystery, a black veil and a translucent lace may be the thing. People should be smart enough to manicure the truth and present it in a manner that the other person can accept... or else what is the point of Truth when the person rejects it.
posted by spring-file007 at 5:18 AM
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