Those Choice Words

The life of destiny is an interesting one. Through masks of secrecy, only one person holds the truth. That is yourself. The hearsay and what I say to you is all a part of a game. We all think we know each other well, and how we can corner each other. What we do is corner ourselves, we place ourselves in a trap that we setup, and our arrogance denies us the vision to see the simple truth. We made the story. We made the villains. Both are a lie.

So what is our choice. Do we open our eyes? Do we listen more? All that is blasphemous. We are right. They are wrong. And there is nothing you can say otherwise. I know what I feel. I know what you feel. And no one knows, but I am truly right. Everyone lies.

Then, there is the final word. Something is said.

There is much truth in the statement, but it is shrouded in its mystery. It denies us knowledge of the motive. But because we are all winners at this game, we already know. We know what side everyone has taken. The pieces are set. The game begins.