you go your entire life trying to make things easier on everyone. sometimes its via the truth, sometimes, not so much. the truth is something that is ever so dangerous and yet glorified depending on circumstance. every situation has an outcome based on facts and happenings relative to it; however the problem with that is that everyone sees and feels things differently. the state of interpretation of those things that were seen, heard and felt will have a divergent and yet sometimes similar while other times completely different will then be remembered by these different individuals unique unto their persons.
in conclusion, facts are only facts relative to each individual. people will never be able remember a situation or a set of events accurately to the completion of someone else's memory. humans are subjective beings. humans feel and interpret everything that hits our senses. what smells wonderful and happy to me (that rich earthy smell, like hot brown sugar, of the air before the first rain in days or the flour-y dough smell that permeates the humidity in the air of some freshly proofed bread) could smell nauseating (fresh brewed coffee, melted chocolate, dead fish, solarcaine) to others. hence when i speak of suggestion, memories and honesty, everything can only be from my perspective and i wouldnt expect anyone else to understand or even sympathize.
honesty is a good thing and a bad thing all at once. so i shall have to use my own judgement based on situation and company, and use all those factors to determine what is the best course of action at any given time. terrible isnt it? terrible that everything has gotten so fucked that the only way to proceed is to over-think all the aspects of my life. i suppose that thanks to wracking my brain with every sentence then my brief lifespan will seem all the more long when i spend forever coming to the conclusion of one thought.
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