Today, let us analyse the cause of a serious pandemic Let's delve into the psychology of it and get the specifics Among all the classifications of lies, I've picked the habitual They practise it routinely as an obligation, almost as if spiritual And the irony of it all; they're constantly on the lookout They're usually the ones adept at calling it out It takes one to recognize another SOPs, workflows, dialogues, motives may sound familiar A habitual liar is never at peace throughout They're always dodging imaginary daggers of doubts Of course, much of their cynicism may be necessary It saves them a lot of trouble; it could be a good accessory But for now, let's consider the why Why is it that people lie? In little children, I believe it's usually because of fear Especially if consequences of revelation are anticiptedly severe I believe through awareness of unconditional love and acceptance Parents and authority figures can resolve and contain such a situation I'm not suggesting evading the concept of punishment But, ensure your reaction is a proportional accompaniment Many lie for instant gratification Or to immediately contain a situation These have knowledge of the wrong And yet, they prefer to sing their song But these lies are usually not well-planned And I believe at some point, it will get out-of-hand They'll keep digging their own grave until it's so deep And when the tide increases water begins to flood and seep And then, there are those white lies I believe, within this category, there are sub-types It's sometimes done to mitigate or avoid conflict Like a child with fear, but an adult in an atmosphere that restricts It could very well be a benevolent act to protect someone else Like in the case of an undercover cop, a sky marshall or military personnel People also lie to preserve their fantasy It's usually to themselves first, because they despise reality Imagine telling a child Santa Claus is not real Now picture an adult brought up with religious indoctrination Sometimes, the truth is just not pleasant enough And to make sense of inexplicable things, people make up stuff Many of them believe it is for the greater good And with a motive like that, it's like knocking on hardwood Much of this stems from innocent wishful thinking Intentions may be good, but the concept of freedom must be understood Sometimes in relationships people lie to protect another's feelings Or to extend the relationship itself instead of addressing things that need dealing It may be done out of fear of losing a partner If the truth were revealed or they had to discover Of course most lies stem from fear of some loss Through habit, past experiences, cognitive abilities, we always weigh the cost It may be on a very subconscious level But at the back of our minds, we're at wrestle Quite often, people do it to preserve their image Protecting self-imposed halos in itself is a sacrilege Much of these are rooted in deep-seated insecurities But after a while, the masks come off with their constant obscurities You'd be surprised to know how many care to impress Reputation is the focus, but seldom care to regress Sometimes, they genuinely don't want to disappoint someone Like a pious mother, a faithful partner, or a devout nun And back to what I began with Let's address that rotten pit For some, it's just a personality trait Which took years and decades to escalate They were probably never corrected in their prime And escaped learning their lesson all the time When a little goes undetected There's a gradual buildup that gets perfected Behavioural disorders such as compulsive lying May not even have motive, which makes it so mystifying In fact, spurting a lie at times could be severely detrimental And the truth may actually be more dignified, justifiable, and favourable But, practice makes perfect And, a habit is a habit Are you acquainted with the Pinocchio syndrome? One in forty-three will hiccup while narrating colossal lies When their conscience pricks them and they're unable to justify Most people, well, almost everyone has a tell But, you need to know the person very well And of course, one must possess exemplary observation skills Discard whatever blinders - emotional, prejudice, favouritism; just stand still Since childhood mom always reiterated, 'no such thing as the perfect crime' Many times she ignored my circus, but hinted with these words all the time Sure, there are a few ways to get past a lie detector You'll have to actually believe the lie, but how to induce such a vector? Well, I can think of two ways that could be accomplished If you keep repeating the lie, over a period of time, your mind will no longer be in conflict You'll subconsciously create an alternate reality And even memories and details will all be imaginary I think it's easier to get there when you begin with a partial truth That's easier for any conscience to accept than bitter vermouth But the problem here is eventually You'll be fooling your own memory And by choice of habit, you may become a pathological liar And your own mind will play games with things that may seem familiar It's a miserable state of being when you can't even trust yourself Major therapy and counselling will be needed to climb out of that well Many of us rationalize and get out on a technicality Some people are guilty by exclusion or through obscurity Some people present it on a twisted wordy platter You've chosen the obvious inference, so to their conscience, it won't matter There would have been an alternate way To interpret the truth within what they did say These are people with exceptional vocabulary So, pay attention to their choice of words carefully They'll always leave ample of ambiguity along with an exit strategy For any sentence to have multiple interpretations and stories Just don't wait for it to all snowball Don't lie so much that so horribly you'll fall Because once you're there Even if you speak the truth, you won't be treated fair Once you lose credibility Rebuilding character requires opportunity Most of the lies we believe are due to filters They're most likely from people we trust with blinders It's not that your'e devoid of rationale and comprehension But your trust and emotion distrubs the presentation They may keep telling you the sun is green And although all your life you've seen... a yellow sun, though the whole world displays unto you You'll believe the sun is pink, green, or multi-coloured, that too I really relish observing human behaviour Disecting an aftermath and analyzing, I like to savour I'm neither a clinical psychologist nor a counsellor If you have theories or inputs, I'd really like to hear I write a lot of poems regarding such controversial topics; I'm open to correction They're not absolute or documented principles; I'd be happy to engage in a discussion
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