Truth Be Lies

Truth Be Lies

The only type of person worth trusting is a liar. If a liar tells you that you can trust him/her, then you know that he/she is lying, thus, you can trust that the liar will lie. If a person claims to tell the truth, this is unreliable information, for this person could be lying and misleading you into believing that he/she tells the truth. Also, as an aside, what is the word for a person who speaks the truth? Read more

The Garden

The Garden

He always knew that her happiest day would be that fated day when she would die. Now she’s dead. Obviously, he’s not happy, but he is on some level since he knows that all she ever wanted was to no longer be alive. And so, if part with her physically he must, with happiness and goodness, he will and at the very least, selfishly keep her alive by using her physical remains to nourish the garden she tended to every single day, in the long shadow of his envy. Read more

Invisibly Clear

Invisibly Clear

The idea is to not become totally invisible when exposed to light, however, the problem of over-exposure still remains despite whatever warnings and labels the producer of the thing wants to make you believe and/or feel and/or accept as the truth of the matter and the product. The thing that really irks the consumer of such, falsely albeit wholly truthful item is that, there’s no way to receive one’s money in return for turning invisible. Read more

Now Is When

Now Is When

Sticky, the air congeals around them creating human bubble molds out of salted sweat. Despite the rushing wind of the oscillating fan, the thickness of the heat cements them to the warm floor. Even under the shade of night, the room refuses to cool; relief eludes. The only room in the entire boarding house with AC only makes matters worse, for eventually, they must exit the room-not-theirs and return to the swampy misery of their own AC-less room. Also, the house mother charges extra for AC use. Read more

Lovers

Lovers

With a searing headache and nauseating murmurs from a stomach filled with sloshing clementine and hot coffee acids, she wills herself to remain conscious. Whether or not she wants to matters not in this moment. Luckily, she thinks to herself, the pain has subsided. When it will return, she cannot know for sure, but she can get close to such knowledge. She takes a glance at the timer, approximately three hours of the semblance of bliss lie ahead of her.  Read more

A Real Gem

A Real Gem

I had to interact with a freshly-minted, twenty-something, and honestly, it was one of the worst experiences of my life. The interaction was simple enough, nothing horrible happened, but the sheer ineptitude of this person greatly impressed me. The day started like any other day. We all arrived at the office and got to work. Within an hour or so, the twenty-something—we’ll just call her TS—came up to me and asked if I could help her with something. Read more

Golden Circle

Golden Circle

The biggest, most obvious problem with the Golden Rule lies in the problematic assumption that everyone wants the same thing that you do. Only a truly selfish person would think this way, and yet, this is exactly the way in which we ingrain children with selfish, self-centered thinking, and then we simultaneously wonder why a child, now grown, acts selfishly. To “treat others the way that you want to be treated,” says or validates you and your desires above all others. Read more

She and Her

She and Her

She looks happy today. Content. I can’t reconcile her desire to wear such an unflattering type of pant with the general appeal of her overall body. She’s too short for them. Or maybe, she’s too tall? I don’t really know. Obviously, I care, though. No, I don’t really care. Where is she off to, today? In only the outfit and no extra layers, my guess is that she’s only running out to pick up something quick. Maybe a snack. Maybe lunch? It’s too early for lunch. Oh, her backpack, the tiny fucking thing. Where is she going? No, no, no! Your phone’s still plugged in!  Read more

Gaps

Gaps

At some point, the light fades and all grows dark under the shadow of a larger, more significant, more powerful thing that steals and imbibes everything that once gave you life, meaning, purpose, a life worth living. When that point comes, no one can say, and no one can know. In fact, no one will even know that the shadow has been cast upon you, since the mind is an elusive place where creatures roam and beings taunt.  Read more