To live a Beautiful lie, is that better than to live an awful truth?
If to live a "beautiful lie" is to pretend to be what you are not, then it is actually an awful truth unless
you deceive yourself as well. To know that you are pretending is to be constantly in fear of being
caught out. If you can deceive yourself as well as others, this might be better in terms of ease.
In trivial everyday ways, everyone pretends to be what they are not (e.g. happy, confident,
responsible) without deceiving themselves and in recognition of reality. In this normal state, which is
not to be totally self-deceived there are possibilities for knowing oneself and others. You can only get
real satisfaction from what genuinely makes you happy and you can only take real pleasure in what
you are really good at. Love and friendship are reciprocal and pretence or self-deception are
restraints upon genuine interaction.
An intermediate state of "indifference" might be ideal, since this is to ignore suffering which is all