Revealing truth is liberating.
Withholding truth makes you vulnerable.
Secrets are a cancer on your soul.
Yet life is filled with secrets.
You can't live without relationships.
Though the maintenance is set with Booby-traps.
One wrong step n that spiky thing comes at you.
When did it get so complicated.
You'd think honesty would protect you.
Some days I get wore out from careful conversation.
The truth is, you can't be honest with people.
Total honesty repels people.
I just apologized to a friend for saying what's on my mind.
I wish it was the first time.
I told him that I seem to have a talent for making people not want to talk to me.
Just an observation, how much it matters I'm uncertain of.
So you hold your thoughts close.
Until that one person who gets you, Joshua my son says something.
N you almost scream in response, Yeah!
The response is almost a cry of relief.
Then Joshua says something else n again halfway though you shout, YEAH!
Thinking all the while, Why don't others seem to see it.
Then Josh says people are telling him he's becoming more like me by the day.
It was inevitable, I am my father, Joshua is me n Danny or Jake will be Joshua.
So what's the point?
There is none, just frustration.
People say they want the truth or an honest answer, but they really don't.
They want to hear whatever version makes them feel OK with themselves.
Problem is that I usually know what I want and what I think.
Where I get in trouble is when I share it.
Are there rules I don't know how to follow?
Is this written down somewhere?
I've met people who look scared at the thought of saying what they want.
N if you press them, it angers them, like I'm somehow not respecting the process.
I see this over n over and I still don't understand it.
I am willing to accept what I want, To some what they want is a process.
People say I get there to quick, n that I'm impatient.
The thing is that I know what I want n time is slipping away.
With Pez, What made me different?
Really simple. I saw something n I acted on it, while others thought about acting.
I'm as puzzled today at almost 65 as I was a child of 5.
I'm not delusional, I don't think that this is brilliant.
I'm just purging.
My imaginary shrink says I need to write things down.
It's like I told Josh, write it out straight, then make it abstract.
Because if you say it straight it offends people.
Keep it vague n people can interpret the meaning to there liking.
Truth can be liberating but it can also be cruel or unwanted.
That n I believe I push to hard.
For which I'm truly sorry.
But we know I won't change.
It's like the scorpion n the river, It's my nature.
I will say this though.
I may know what I think from given information.
Though I have no idea what that information will be.
Meaning, I have no idea what the future holds.
I know what I want but it's in the hands of those pesky relationships.
N Yup you guessed it, they don't want to talk to me.
A Feller could get a complex, were it not for ego.
I'm OK, You're OK. Are we good?
Not a Damn clue.
Thank God, it's time for therapy.
Smiley Face, today we get Jello or is it Pudding?
See what I mean?
My imaginary Shrink says, It only matters if you pretend to know if it's pudding or Jello.
The Title should have been Jello or Pudding.
Should I change it?
I like my life, I do things the way I like.
Example is the 4 line verse I use here, just because I like it.
We went on a deep dive today.
Hopefully it was amusing.
Of all the posts I've written in Notes From The Asylum, Big Fish n Secrets are my favorites.
After Pez Outlaw, I intend to retire.
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