Gold is worth a bunch. Is it not?
Let’s forget about Diamonds and Emeralds and which ever really expensive
piece of rock that comes to mind. Gold is still there, regardless. But,
for a proud thief, a thief with a lot of ego and self respect or
esteem, Gold is just one shiny yellowish (or is it golden?) stone when
he gets it so cheap, like say, when he steals it from a fool. You know
what else is a lie? I’m a lady. But, that’s by the way. What I’ve just
tried to tell you is that Gold is Gold to a thief anyway it comes.
Still, when they try a lot harder to get it, maybe by robbing a highly
secured bank, sneaking through surveillance cameras and cracking safes
and playing with really complicated toys (I actually mean gadgets) and
all those other things you’d get to see on Italian Job and Stolen,
they’ll hold that gold with higher value than gold of the same
characters that a rich man’s trusted servant forgot in a briefcase on
the plane and they were watching and nature did all the work and all
they had to do was pick it up and the servant lost his job because he
got fired by his boss.
Anyway, Gold is only a metaphor here.
A metaphor for Trust. How it’s gotten. How it’s held. How it’s valued.
Who’s trust worthy? Who’s not worthy? Thing is, earth is a big ball and
at the same time, a small world. Makes it all so confusing knowing
what’s what and who’s who and who’s what. We’re left to choose to
believe or not what we hear or, more reliably, what we see. But can we
even trust our eyes or our ears? Our eyes, they see what we want them to
see. An eye can look at a messed up car, for example, and see a
Ferrari. Go figure. How about our ears? Worse. We don’t have plenty
choice or control there. They hear what the other person wants us to
hear. A short boy can tell you he’s tall and, whether you believe him or
not, you’ve heard it. The only thing that can save you there is your
eyes. Whether it looks at a short boy or a tall boy. And you’re quite
out of luck if you do see a tall boy.
I’m about to make an attempt at connecting the two previous paragraphs.
When lies and pretence is what’s used
to get a person to like you, to see you for what you’re not, to regard
you for more than your worth, to respect you more than you deserve, such
likeness and regard and respect is almost nothing. It’s built on false
assumptions. It’s worthless, like Fool’s Gold. Yeah, it might be
convincing and all but lies starts slowly and then they become quite
fast, you know. They always catch up. And when they do, like perverts in
a marathon, they begin to strip you of your gear publicly to show the
world the inner you. Shame. However, if a person knows a person by
truths, that person is bound to forever respect that person regardless
of whatever that person ever does to that person. The fact that truths
are there where there could be lies is enough for that person. That
person values that person a lot more.
All I’m saying is, when lies and what
not are used to get a person to trust you, you – being trusted – will
hold such trust with a lot lesser value than trust granted onto you by
someone based on truths. Also, trust is bound to collapse when a victim
of lies realises that they’ve been fooled all along because the
foundation of such trust never really had trenches. And that’s almost
not possible.
With this, when I say, ‘Lies. Lies,
everywhere. The worthlessness in cunning a Fool’s gold.’ I’ll just
direct a person here when they say they don’t understand and hope that
all this mumbo jumbo clears it out for them.
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