the monte fool lies
lies have no orchestrated false faces, identities are ornamented illusions.
lies give you gift-wrapped rational hope in delusion, only to take away your delighted divine hope irrationally, and leave you with banquet of emotional debts, for free.
lies are the effect of objective desperation, but desperation is the cause for subjective lies, innocent guilt to live in the world of gravitated grieve.
lies succeeded in vain only when failed in lying fairly.
lies are the light for tragic water, dark comedy of hope in desert.
