The column by Jimi Liao, translated…
I don’t want those lies told from your good wills!
They’d only, blurred the truths.
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I don’t want to see those fireworks, blasting in the night skies!
They would only, make the nights even darker.
I don’t want those pointless consolations!
They only extend the length of my sorrows.
But, if, in the most sorrowful, and blurry, dark nights, looking up at the beautiful fireworks, hearing those sound-good lies, and say those words of consoles to oneself, it’s, also, a necessity of life, I suppose.
So, unless your lives are in that BIG rut, and you can’t crawl out of it, you would prefer the truth to be told to you, but, when you’re feeling at your worst, you wouldn’t mind hearing those sound-good lies, even IF, you’d known, that they’re, NOT true, but, regardless, they’d made you, feel, better about yourself, is that it?
And, what IF, the effects of those wonderful sounding lies wear off, then, you’d still have to deal, with the COLD, HARD truths of how BAD your own situation is, so that, is why, I would prefer the truth, NO matter how harsh it’d sounded, or how hard it can impact me!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 