Lies of the Heart

If you don't know this movie, then the beauty of some lies will never mean a thing to you. But the sweetness of this film of the truth of the heart winning out over all -- is one of my favourites.

Devious Truth & White Lies

“What is truth”,
he asked the Man standing in front of him;
a gentle person condemned to death
by the politics of the day.
Nothing he could do would save the Man
and he never got his answer.

So...
What is TRUTH?
How do we know it when we see it?
What does it feel like?
Is it rational or irrational?
Is it situational or sensational?
Can we measure it or weigh it?

Does EVERYBODY but Mork, of Mork and Mindy, lie?

"Do you like my new gown, honey",
She asks, all hopeful and fragile?
It is appalling to me;
To her a work of art and effort.
What do I say?
"It is interesting." Is that a lie?
"It is colourful."
Hopefully it is at least that.
Or that will definitely be a lie.
Is it of good form or workmanship?
"You always take such care about how you are dressed."

Inflection.
Sarcasm.
Cynicism.
Tone.
Colour/Viaz in a voice.

I love your gown.
I LOVE your gown.
I love YOUR gown.
I love your GOWN.

Can I know in truth?
Can I stand in truth?
Or Swear in truth?
Will I live in truth?
Or die in lies?

Do you know?
Can you tell?
Really?
How?

Maybe I want you to know.
Maybe I don’t.

Motive plays in truth.
LOVE my gown (because then you love me)

Can we take the truth?
Or are lies more comforting?
Even when we know they are lies.

Omission?
Commission?

Sometimes telling the whole truth,
Is not all the truth, but enough.
Sometimes telling the whole truth,
Is meant to damage and/or confuse.
Sometimes telling some of the truth,
Confuses or diverts or delays truth.
Sometimes it is just lying.

Recognition?
Heartbreak or hope?

Does the daisy lie or tell truth?
He loves me,
he loves me not,
he loves me…
Please do not tell me.
Soon enough I will know.
Not soon enough I will be ready.
He COULD love me, you know.
Couldn’t he?

Dreams?
Illusions?

And what of my dreams?
Dashed by truth?
You are too short.
Or too ugly.
Or you have a bum leg.
You are not smart enough.
Or then again, you are too smart.
Too qualified.
Too unqualified.

Gossip?
Grapevine?

The method of propagation.
The strength of deceit.
The weakness of truth.
Around corners and under bushes.
The whispers flow like the
Inevitable strength of omnipotent waters.
Non can stay its hands.
As they strangle truth
Almost to death.

Yet…
Like Tinkerbelle
We long to rescue.
To save.
To bring life.
And hope and good.
And we do believe and trust,
That truth CAN overcome deceit.

But we must always wait for truth,
To overcome deceit, it seems.

Moving On....

Remember Ally McBeale? She was my favourite TV character. One of the things she discovered from her therapist was that she needed a song. A life song, her personal theme song. I think this is true for me too, so I try to have a good one in my mind each day. Sometimes I wake up with one roaring around, sometimes it is “a same old song” for days and sometimes it is a new song each day for weeks.

I am unsure what MY life song is but it might be the one my litle brother just sent me this week as I went out to participate in a real world debate on “People versus Automation”.

The song? “I Like the Way You Move!” This song is so amazing I can’t sit down when I am lisetning to it. I played it in the warm up time before the debate and the other speakers decided to just leave seeing my energy.

The Version

The version of the song I have selected is purposeful because it takes this very hot song (yes little brother) and combines it with some fancy footwork that is guaranteed to bring a smile to your face. And isn’t that just what we all need?

And for those of us who have come into the virtual world looking for fun, fun, fun – we can all too often see the fun fading into the minutia of the real world, when the virtual world is to be so far removed you no longer think of death and taxes or bathroom/toilet tissue!

Some would have us drive to work in a car, fasten our seat belt, in bumper-to-bumper traffic, find a parking space, park, get out, lock the car and walk into our nine to five jobs and then reverse the routine to reach home, open the door and call out, “Honey, I’m home!”

Have the little woman hand you a martini, your slippers and the paper – have your three course meat and potatoes dinner ready for you and … well you GET the picture.

Fun & Joy

GAAAAAAA – the virtual world was not to be like that. I can see why some would turn to something like WoW (World of Warcraft for the uninitiated) rather than a social network like the virtual world I inhabit.

I don’t want to worry about punching a time clock with a “sim-owner” who doesn’t even remember to thank me, yet benefits from my dozens and dozens of ideas to make things better. I don’t want to “drive” to work in traffic either – I want to fly above the clouds on my winged Pegasus – what a delight to have the wind in my hair as I watch the sun rise over and over, as I play it again just for my personal delight!

I want to live in realms that are more about people than things; lands that are concerned with nurturing, not disciplining. A world where people are supported and encouraged and affirmed; rather than broken down, collared and dominated.

Together We Can Work It Out !

We can build a world like that! We can move in our own special way to bring great things to others. We can support those who are tired of the silly politics, and wars and rumours of wars! We can build a world of tranquility where every experience adds -- not detracts -- from our lives and those around us! What a joy that will be and we are so near to doing this right now.

Our world will be one of retreat and peace and healing. And we can move and move and move….and enjoy our own special dance to our own special music.

Together….let's work it out!!