Lies

Little White Lies

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No matter who we are, there is no doubt we have told a little white lie or two, or perhaps a few more. Some of them have been to not get busted after doing something wrong, while others may have been not to hurt other people’s feelings. Either way, we have been able to justify those lies to ourselves. Right or wrong.

The thing about the little white lies is that they eventually catch up and end up biting you on the arse. Sometimes leaving deep fang marks.

No matter what we think at the time, in the end the truth is the best way forward, even if there is some pain and heartache for the person who would have been lied to.

Then there is the fact of living in the lie, losing sleep and wanting it to end. It goes round in a neverending loop, getting deeeper and deeper with what seems no way out.

Even if we think we are doing the right thing and continue the lie so not to hurt someone who is close to us, it is better to tell the truth. There is a very good chance they will understand and life can go on.

If the lie cuts deep, the end result may not be what you really want, but its for the best for all involved and may be what we need to move forward with our lives.

Is it truly easier to ask for forgiveness than it is to ask for permission?

Life is a journey, not a destination

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From the time we expel our first ear shattering cry a few moments after we are born, until the day we take our last breath, our life is one long and very complicated journey. There is no doubt about it, our destination is already set in stone, as we will all end up in a pine box, six feet beneath the surface of the earth.

Our journey through life will have many twists and turns, as well as a few detours. It will take us to such dizzying heights that are so breathtaking we can only look down and wonder how we will plant our feet back on terra firma.

Then there are the lows in our life travels, the ones that leave us gasping for breath and make us think we are drowning in a world of lies, deceit, hate and misery. We sometimes think we can’t sink any lower, but we are so far from the truth. The lows in our lives go deeper than we can fully understand, or even believe.

In the middle of all of the twists and turns throughout our journey, we come across enough forks in the road to fill an oversized cutlery drawer. These forks offer us the opportunity to take a different path from the one we are traveling. They make us think about what we truly want, need and desire for the next part of life’s journey.

There are no right and wrong directions we take once we hit a fork in life, they are just that. A different direction. A direction that will continue until we are presented with another fork, and another decision to make.

My own journey in life has had twists, turns and a few detours thrown in. It has also included a number of speed humps and some potholes which were deeper than they looked.

The speed humps have certainly rattled my body and given me a decent shakeup. In reality they should have slowed me down and made me proceed with extreme caution. But alas, they jarred my back and sent pain throughout my body. But the slowing down part hasn’t lasted forever.

The most important lesson I learnt from the speed humps was to ensure my suspension should be always be up to scratch. And not let something as small as a hump in my travels stop me from doing what I want in life. Because if i did stop, it would be downhill for the rest of my life’s journey.

As for the potholes I have fallen into, they have done more than buckle a wheel or two, they have sent me into dark places where very little light shone through. And when light managed to circumnavigate the depths of the pothole, it was of very little use.

And with every pothole I hit, I realised how much more time and effort it required to crawl out from. Each one sapping more energy, and seemingly bigger and deeper than the one before.

In the end, it would have been easier to accept the dark depths of the pothole as the last part of the journey and all allow it to be the only presence in my life.

But then, that’s not how I operate and my internal programming is not set to self destruct. I haven’t given up yet and I can’t see that happening during my journey. Each twist, turn, detour, speed hump or pothole gives me another reason to plough through and continue, onwards and upwards.

Is honesty the best policy?

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From a very young age, I have always been told to be honest and tell the truth. Honesty is the best policy I was told. Time and time again. And it has been something that has been ingrained into my mind.

So as I have grown older and supposedly wiser, I sometimes have doubts about the entire truth is the best policy motto. I’m not saying we should always lie, but at times a small white lie may be the best way to ensure everyone is happy and no major wars begin.

So when people ask how I’m.feeling, it’s easier to smile and say that everything’s just fine. Sometimes going into detail would only bring the mood down, and if there is no real benefit in others feeling bad about things that can’t be easily changed. Why tell the truth


And there are so many thing in life that can’t be changed, so we just put up with them. Don’t we?

So after a while we begin to lie to ourselves, until we believe the very same white lies we tell the ones around us. And in the end, the lies becomes part of our very being. Melding into our lives and eventually, we are unable to distinguish the truth among the lies.

Even after all is said and done, deep down I know that honesty still is the best policy. But it may come at a price.

Led down the garden path 

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Most people I know will trust others to lead them in the right direction. And not only when they are on a road to nowhere and lost with no idea how to get back home. But then, sometimes getting lost on a ride can be a great adventure and a breath of fresh air.


Then there are other situations where we are mislead and eventually have to take the blame for something we thought was the ‘right thing’. Taking a ‘fall’ while others get off the hook and possibly end up with financial gain.


People are devious. No two ways about that. But are these people devious when it suits them, or are they always devious and hide it well from people around them. Including friends and loved ones.

It doesn’t matter what we think about how devious other people are, we need to admit it to ourselves that we can be just as devious as all the other people around us.


Even if we don’t believe we are that tiny bit devious, we need to look closer to home and see what we have done in our past, and then either accept it, or continue to sweep it under the carpet.

But then, is sweeping it under the carpet the right thing to do? Step out of the shadows and own up your indiscretions of your past.

Mistakes make us human 

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With all the things we do in our lives, we are bound to make a mistake or two. Or, sometimes a lot more. We can normally let some of our mistakes slide by, while with some others, we need to fess up and take responsibility for what we’ve done.

It’s not always easy to own up to what we have done, but sometimes it’s easier in the long run to dig deep and confess. Rather than keeping it all bottled up and waiting for it to explode deep inside of us, and tearing us apart. 


One of the hardest things to do is to admit to a friend or a loved one you have made a mistake that can change everything you have. 

The longer it takes to admit it to yourself, and then to others you have screwed up, the harder it will be to get over it and continue making amends.

Take the plunge and own up to your mistakes. It will change your life, And hopefully for the best.

Lies. Everyone Lies!

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People lie.

Kids lie to their parents. Workers lie to their managers.

Partners lie to on another.

Everyone lies. It’s plain and simple.

This was quite obvious earlier this year as I was cycling along the peninsula with Action Man while we searched for the Legend so we could ride down to Sorrento together as a pack.

We stopped off on a corner, which just so happened to be the location of a cafe. And as per normal, there were a couple of cyclists sitting down and enjoying a well earned cafe latte.

As we started chatting, one of them lit up a cigarette and casually smoked as we continued our conversation. I finally asked the smoker how often he smoked. His response stumped me.

I only smoke when I go out cycling on the weekends. We do an easy 40 kms, find a cafe, have a couple of coffees as I have a few ciggies and then head home. My wife asks me every now and again if I smoke at work, which I don’t. So I tell her I don’t smoke.

So not sure how to respond, I left him and his Jive Talkin.  I said my farewells and headed back onto the road for another 70 kms with Action Man.

All in all the ride was great, and I did stop off for a coffee near the end of the journey. But no cigarette.

Jive Talking – The Bee Gees

No Lies – Noiseworks