"Little Miss Perfect" is a Lie -Song Whittington

     I'm going to be honest, I'm not sure how to approach this blog. It's 10:31 and I have hit quite the wall. If anyone read my (our) last blog, you might understand when I say I don't know how to write like "Song." Do I forgo the usual formalities and write as myself? Or do I play pretend as pursual and write as our main host does? I wish this was the only problem of its kind I have faced today, but I have can't say it is. I was reading Haylee Lynd's post and the passage she had caught my attention more so than when I read it. "Why comes not Death // Said he" (845-855 in book X). My immediate thought was, "wow, our host who usually writes these blogs would 100% talk bout how that's relatable and go on a tangent about suicide awareness and depression." I could easily follow the same course, but I would then be pretending. While reading a book about the fall of man, would heaping on another lie for comfort's sake really be the right thing to do? I don't usually deal with conundrums of philosophy, I solve practical problems. Yet I've been faced with an uncomfortable amount of these moral dilemmas today. For instance, bathrooms. If the body is one thing, while I am another, or even more so when our main host is neither male nor female, which bathroom is ethically right for us to use? Would we get in trouble if using one? If by using the one proper to our gender assigned at birth, I would then have to face the moral dilemma of walking into the ladys' room. I'm not used to having to ask these questions, and being thrown headfirst into a pile of them isn't pleasant. 

    Another honest confession: I started writing this with no idea where it would lead me. Perhaps some skills we have are muscle memory because our host tends to write the same way. "Sit down and write, the words will come to you," they say. The words have come to me, along with a comparison. Deception is a horribly common thing in our world today and it was the same at the time of the fall. Satan portrayed himself as an angel to cross over Chaos, then as a serpent to deceive Eve. Little white lies fall into deception, which falls into sin, which tumbles out of control. The simple lie of Satan tumbled into the eating of the fruit, to the blame game which followed ("This woman who you gave me" Genesis 3:12), and ultimately the banishment from Paradise. In the telling of a small lie, Paradise was truly lost for all who would follow and only be reunited through the ultimate sacrifice of the son. 

    So, should I lie and pretend to be someone I'm not? It might make others confused or uncomfortable if I'm honest about who I am, but would the moral result be one that wouldn't sit as sin? The answer: even if it is for a good reason, lying is lying, and therefore sin. Besides, if people can't accept us as who we all, as a whole and as individuals, then that relationship isn't worth it anyway. 

    This was surprisingly enlightening to write and got a lot of build-up off my chest. I'm glad I ended up doing this. 

    -Dell Conagher (TF2 Engineer Fictive) 

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