Truth
Truth.
It's a simple word.
When we are children we are told to tell the truth.
We would get into trouble if we told other than the truth.
I cannot tell some people one truth and others another. I just do not remember. so its one truth or silence.
and I am rarely silent, but much more often than you think.
I have some friends who are disappointed in me because I have publicly spoken out about the Crappola I have eaten at the hand of a make believe Queen over the last 4 months. They believe that whats done is done.
Why bother bringing it up?
People who know me and know whats been going on have commented on how "grown up" my response has been up to this point.'
well your wrong.
My response has been based on blackmail and the threat of repercussion to those around me.
And now that threat is gone. Even if it rears its worthless head again, I just won't care very much.
The truth is I feel bullet proof most days. Bring it and I will deflect or block it or simply wear it if I have earned it.
Like some other supermen, my greatest fear and weakness: What will happen to people who have chosen to care about me when those against me know I am not weakened by petty crap? Will they become the targets instead?
This time people were base enough to target people who are close to me. My student, My friends, My barony. Telling them " did you listen to Master Fritz? Then this is what you get"
Do not pick on my friends & certainly do not pick on people who have chosen to listen to me, just because it is me.
The person who played this silly game is, I believe, a coward and a bully. The day she started her horrific gossip mongering she looked me square in the face and thanked me for something else. When I asked her if we needed to talk about something else she replied "Oh no, thats ok."
I find you and the people who helped you perpetrate these acts to be raucous cowards.
Tell the truth. So what if it violates law or is against the rules.
You did it. Wear it.
To the 2 friends who are deeply disappointed in me, I am sorry you feel that way. I really am. But if thay attacked you this way, I would be just as angry and would respond the same. In fact I did last fall.
Heres to Truth, now wait for me to start talking about Birds
and you, My Man at Arms: I love you, more than you will ever probably figure. Now get out of my Barony.
It's a simple word.
When we are children we are told to tell the truth.
We would get into trouble if we told other than the truth.
I cannot tell some people one truth and others another. I just do not remember. so its one truth or silence.
and I am rarely silent, but much more often than you think.
I have some friends who are disappointed in me because I have publicly spoken out about the Crappola I have eaten at the hand of a make believe Queen over the last 4 months. They believe that whats done is done.
Why bother bringing it up?
People who know me and know whats been going on have commented on how "grown up" my response has been up to this point.'
well your wrong.
My response has been based on blackmail and the threat of repercussion to those around me.
And now that threat is gone. Even if it rears its worthless head again, I just won't care very much.
The truth is I feel bullet proof most days. Bring it and I will deflect or block it or simply wear it if I have earned it.
Like some other supermen, my greatest fear and weakness: What will happen to people who have chosen to care about me when those against me know I am not weakened by petty crap? Will they become the targets instead?
This time people were base enough to target people who are close to me. My student, My friends, My barony. Telling them " did you listen to Master Fritz? Then this is what you get"
Do not pick on my friends & certainly do not pick on people who have chosen to listen to me, just because it is me.
The person who played this silly game is, I believe, a coward and a bully. The day she started her horrific gossip mongering she looked me square in the face and thanked me for something else. When I asked her if we needed to talk about something else she replied "Oh no, thats ok."
I find you and the people who helped you perpetrate these acts to be raucous cowards.
Tell the truth. So what if it violates law or is against the rules.
You did it. Wear it.
To the 2 friends who are deeply disappointed in me, I am sorry you feel that way. I really am. But if thay attacked you this way, I would be just as angry and would respond the same. In fact I did last fall.
Heres to Truth, now wait for me to start talking about Birds
and you, My Man at Arms: I love you, more than you will ever probably figure. Now get out of my Barony.