Liar, liar

As everyone may have guessed by now we, all our personas that is, do not always speak 'the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth' in the legal sense, and that may be an understatement. But we are not pathological liars. No, our mind views the world in terms of pictures, and our words simply describe the pictures to the best of our ability, which may not shine too much light on the factual realities which slip by us now and then. Now if you look at a picture, the truth is actually told because pictures do not lie, it's just that everyone views a picture from their own perspective and this would void gaining any truth from any picture. Our personas just have this way of describing the pictures in our mind in ways that would not stand up in a court of law or always making much sense, but you get the picture, right?

It has taken years to come up with this justification in our mind for all those stories we came up with as a little school boy and which have continued over the years to amuse ourselves, if not others. The biggest downside is that no legal beagles take us seriously when we really believe we have something of value to add to a discussion. And does it necessarily a bad person make if we fix the clock but it runs backwards and we have to change the numbers to go counterclockwise and then we tell everyone the clock is working? In our picturesque mind a clock which is running and keeping perfect time and is entirely readable, that is a working clock, not?

The first words were most likely 'ouch' as Igor steps on a thorn, followed by 'yuk yuk yuk' as everyone gathers around laughing. It's really hard to believe that words were invented to be binding legal documents. They developed as a vocalization of one's perception which is pretty much a picture of the world from one's own perspective. So when did this happen that words developed this intrinsic righteousness that if you say the moon is green everyone calls you a liar, but if you paint a picture with a green moon everyone feels the euphoria of enlightenment? It is the thesis of this short post that the Igor the Greedy came up with the word 'mine' and subjected the whole human race to the intricacies of civil law written in words because it's rather difficult to portray ownership in a picture with a green moon.

To paint this picture a bit further, in this fribbling nogginal ambiance, the concept of photography as truth must be regarded as a great evil by those truly seeking to view the world in an euphoria of bedazzlement. That a photograph would stand up in a court of law, but not an artistic perception of it, when the best we can do as humans is to see the artistic expression of that photograph in our minds, leaves one to wonder, not? To be truly bedazzled by our world, one must trust one's own perceptions and not just those of a highfalutin lawyer who well knows that the concept of 'mine' has little resemblance to the green moon. We submit here as evidence a photo of a clock running backwards with the numbers painted backwards, taken through a mirror. What may give it away is the green moon in the background. But then, who would take a green moon seriously even if crater Copernicus is to the right of crater Kepler? Our lawyer's biggest concern is how the green moon came to be. (It's all in the cheese).

It is so good to get this all off our minds. Being taken as a pathological liar is really no fun. We will leave this alone now, before you think we're trying to convince you of something, and may your clock run backwards forever more. Just use a mirror. Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the biggest liar of all? We're really just painting a picture here (with a green cheese moon).