The Art of Lying

Preface

Preface, what's should I write here. I don't know why I am writing a book, don't every know if this count as a book because this book don't have a strong vocabulary or words that will convey the reader of everything. Also, this book gonna to feel like a third grade kid write it. One thing I going to say is that don't trust anything you read in this book because you will realize that everything in this book is a lie, a bunch of lies that I put into your head. 

This book is non-fiction, don't take this serious or you might hurt yourself at the end of this book. This is not a philosophy book because nothing in this book is a philosophically thoughts. And beside, I never went to college to study philosophy, to think like a philosopher or write like one, the thought of philosophy already hurting mine mind, if I have one. I do have one because without one, I wouldn't able to writing this piece of work. But in all seriousness, this book is not intention to be philosophy argument or professional argument (or in this case, professional philosophy argument). This book just basically a way of expressing my thought of our human life; our desires, wants and needs.

More on this, is our desires, wants and needs actually satisfy us, when we actually receives one of our desires, wants or needs. Or do want still searching for more, more than those. Not matter how much we search for it, we never feel satisfy, only the moment but after that we feel emptiness in our heart like that is not enough. 

Now, The Art of Lying, what it is? To tell you the truth, I don't ever know what it mean when I start writing this book or the concept of it. I just want to explore the topic of our human existing and the way we think. And do we really expect the thing that we expecting, like, example, we all want to be happy, but do we really want that, like living our life happily without any suffering. Will explore more on happiness and suffering on the following chapter. 

So, The Art of Lying is our desires, wants and needs that we searching for, but still empty. But, we still searching more to satisfy us, ever just for that moment, the perfect moment but ever that still not make us satisfy. And do our desires, wants and needs actually what we actually desires, want and need, or is just merely our illusion to hold on to those so that we could have something to hold on to it and make us happy.