My post today is based on the daily prompt, courtesy of The Daily Post
You’ve come into possession of one vial of truth serum. Who would you give it to (with the person’s consent, of course) — and what questions would you ask?
After reading the prompt, my answer was immediately “Myself’. I would give myself a vial of truth serum…but then I thought, “Well you surely couldn’t ask yourself questions”…but in all honesty, I don’t think I could weed down my choices to one friend whom I’d like to dose up with sodium pentothol. I personally am also a firm believer that there are simply things we don’t want to know. I am however, comfortable in accepting whatever truth that others care to offer. I have a realistic view, I like to think, of who I am…both positive and negative.
But I would shoot myself up. I would have a party. I would call it “The Truth Party”. I would invite friends…a large group of friends. I would cook. I would make spaghetti with a spicy sauce and turkey Italian sausage. I would also make African peanut soup, and vegetarian chili. I’d probably invite my friend Tricia to help me cook. She’s a vegetarian, and a very amazing cook. She’s the one who taught me how to make the second two dishes.
Following dinner, we would all congregate in the living room. I would thank everyone for coming, and tell them the time has come for the unveiling.
“I am going to proceed to inject myself with Truth Serum. There will be only one valid question this evening: “What do you think of me?”
I think that when we think about “truth serum”, that’s usually what we want to know, “What does this person REALLY think about me.” I also think for most that is a scary proposition, because so few of us are truly honest with those around us. Otherwise, we want to hear embarrassing stories and skeletons popping out of closet.
I wouldn’t give them embarrassing stories. Any of my friends who want them know I will dish them freely, whether it’s my most embarrassing sexual encounter, to unwittingly going on a date with a post-op transsexual. I’m an open book of life experience. What I would offer them though is unbridled honesty, of what I think of you. I read people well, and I think I see my friends for who they are, both good and bad. The proposition of airing all those thoughts…now that’s a bit scary, because, let’s be real…