The Bondage of Falsehood

Truth. It exists in every possible area imaginable; unwanted, but always present. Creeping its way back to the sanctuary of text, snuggling in a corner distanced from the drama, hiding deep within the emotional contraptions of your heart and soul. But why is it not there for us to experience face-to-face? Why is it covered in thick layers of sugar? Why is it disguised to the point where it’s not even the truth anymore, but just plain lies? Truth, quite the powerful entity, is the very substance that keeps this world separated from ignorance and devastation. Which probably explains why we aren’t exactly succeeding in steady relationships, whether it’s within the family, friends, romantic relationships, or alliances between powerful countries.

There’s no denying it: people are growing weaker. Think I’m wrong? Then you’re part of that weakness, lying to yourself like that. Let’s face the facts and acknowledge that society as we know it is creating toxic false images that seriously convince others. And if one of those images is said to be wrong, even proven to be wrong, someone will get offended no matter the circumstances. It’s as if people don’t want to even know the truth anymore; they’d just prefer to live a life of falsehood rather than encountering reality.

Take this for a harsh example: slavery back in the 1800s. Being quite a big representation for the suppression of truth, white slave owners never listened to what African Americans had to say. Even if they were completely wrong and filled with stupidity, white men were always right. If one person, let alone someone who was “of color”, tried to kindly correct the faults in the superior’s contradictory statement, they’d consider such an action as rebellion. They would resort to violence, cracking the fearful whip in order to silence honesty pouring out from the compassionate slave. As Frederick Douglass says: “This is the penalty of telling the truth, of telling the simple truth, in answer to a series of plain questions”.

Or sometimes slave owners used the truth to their advantage, creating fancy gadgets such as the bell rack to keep their subjects forever trapped in cruelty. Either way, reality was both overpowered and manipulated in order to satisfy the needs of  white men.


Lies have surely gotten worse over the years. Nowadays people act as if the cruelty of slavery doesn’t exist, creating hideous myths in order to make themselves feel better. Some are willing to state that “slavery is a thing of the past”. Of the past, huh? No, society, no. Snap out of it and face reality. Recognize that modern slavery is part of corruption’s truth. Recognize that in this very country there are people being held against their will in order to supply the trafficking industry with more money, more strength, more power. Some who are lucky enough to escape speak for themselves, attempting to break apart the avoidance of the truth. They are survivors of a crime “so monstrous that the only way to move forward is by fighting back.” They appear so normal, but hold the truth. They are the truth, yet nobody pays attention.

All of these repeated scenarios in history constantly make me wonder things. Constantly. Day in, day out. I’m thinking about why people can’t handle the truth. Why can’t they? Is it just too harsh to deal with, too real? Would it be better to just sugarcoat and lie since people are accepting that lying is the right thing to do?

Sometimes I convince myself that the road of dishonesty is more efficient. Like that one time when my online friend asked me how I would describe his art style. And, well, being the blunt person that I always am, told him that it reminded me of anime. He got offended. And I mean offended.  So disappointed with my answer that he temporarily disabled his Instagram account. That’s where I questioned my actions. Maybe, just maybe, I shouldn’t have let that obvious fact slip out of me.

But I can’t do that. I can’t lie. Lies are painful, so much more painful than just quickly letting reality be known. So I will always stand by the truth, and the truth will always stand by me.

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