cave of lies

I lied; only because with the truth I thought I won’t be heard. The truth, I don’t really know a lot about the truth but Gardner had a clue about the lie, or what he believed it’s some kind of a lie, it starts like every start with the smallest creature, a bug that is tired of being small and not realized in the real world, tired of being denied and despised, she decided she wants to prove how important is her to the world, or at least to run a way from them, from the fact that they see her, she is important cause every creature is in many different ways, and others thoughts about us never change how important are we but it do change the way we feel about our selves, any way during the journey she had to learn more fears about the truth that others believe about her, the storm of their truth was stronger than she can embrace and from the mercy of God she found a big dark cave that she might hide in, her thoughts were different, she thought: If I passed this huge dark cave I’d be looked at as a hero, _as a hero_ was the first lie, heroic missions comes without an invitation of the in-conflict that we have in our selves, anyhow Gardner said: she walked into the cave, now the cave it was more like big broken mirror, the rocks inside had a lot of reflections, not true right ones cause of the lighting too, now Gardner’s story goes into three parts, the birth, the impression, and the end, now the small bug walks into the cave and gets  shocked while seeing the huge different reflection of her because of the rocks and the lighting, so far she is totally aware about the physical being of her, while walking in and looking into the reflections she thinks in her broken heart _said heart cause when it comes to emotions the heart is the illogical emperor of all emotions_ said: oh only if I look this way, huge scary big no one would dare to put their feet on me, I’d be there. The poor bug, Gardner said: while getting into the half of the way the need of being seen put her on the thoughts of: I look this way, big, huge, scary, big, huge, scary,

And the her impression was I am huge but they never noticed,, the last part of Gardner story was getting to the End she was absolutely aware that she is huge and others this time got to see it, it’s just the truth that was found in the cave of lies.

The bug went out of the cave at the same physical being but in her mind the absolute truth is her being big, and the mission now during her life journey is to get others to see it, the only others that will believe this lie are not aware to the truth, blind I might say.

That was Gardner’s story, and his point was: all of us need to go some time to that cave, maybe to run away of a truth either it was physical mental social or emotional truth, we go out convinced by a lie we were wishing for, and worse, we try to get people to see a lie we created to feel better, so bad that others have a different sights, they don’t see the lie and in their constitution we do not only need the thing that they say we miss but we lie about it, and the conflict starts when someone tries to get others to embrace his emotional or spiritual constitution.

No one perfect is the only truth that no one believes in the world, and not realizing that truth pushes us to the edge of the cave, fighting to protect the lie.

Gardner was a clever man I believe, he told what I believe is a truth about the lie.

I am a liar, and maybe worse, maybe I just went out of the cave believing some funny lie of being a writer, or maybe the lie is me not being a writer like the monster who gets into the cave and sees the funny small reflections of his so he believes he is small and not seen in spite of his physical big real being.

Now I have to confess about my lie, at least the one I am sure is a lie, Gardner is a lie, he is me, and I am him, there is no one called Gardner, not someone I know anyway, he is a guy who lived in my mind and created the concept of _the cave of lies_ and then died, he is a moment of knowledge I needed to share my work mate with but I knew she wouldn’t have listened if it was only me, me is 19 years old girl with no high school degree and two currently jobs and 4 different places in 1 year, no big deal, but Gardner was a big deal, for some why people have never listened to me, but they always listen and even like people like Gardner and Leo and Garnate, they like me when I call my self them only without their realization… 

Author's Note

a piece of writing I've done 4 years ago almost, i would like to hear the public thought about it.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the logic of this story. People do thing they must. For surviving need reason and purpose. I like the characters and many stories in the story. I had to read it twice. We need people to pay attention to us. Friends are the real wealth of a person. Thank you for the very good story.
Coyote

[izdehar ali]

any comment will be really useful.