the open gate in Book of Lies.....

Me thinks the book of lies is due for a bloggity.

When we write instead of just ponder the world we reflect on our thoughts. Do we finalize our thoughts or edit them? Others shall read them. Will they condemn or encourage? Do we take our inner most being and morph it into a shell of ourselves?

Is our gate open or closed? I found myself deleting two or three sentences of a comment today. It wasn’t poor grammer or disappointing spelling. I edited myself. I became less. I painted over myself and did not let you look into my eyes. If you do not say all you feel do you lie? Should we be happy with what truth is given and the rest forgiven.

I stand in the shadows and pretend you see me but it is my own shadow that darkens my truths. My half truths pollute the truths of others who rely on the honesty of the words. A gate is an invitation to enter otherwise it would merely be a wall or fence. A way in.

We fear the words that bind us together. Intimacy is to be feared as it opens a gate that feels like will never close.
Having a wonderful time…wish you were here....

Last updated March 18, 2015