Liar, Liar, Truth on Fire

Do you have a keen eye for a lie?
Or do you just think that you do?
A while ago I came across the website of someone who not only claimed to have a keen eye for a lie, but could prove it with scientific data.
I found the website fascinating for a while, suspended my disbelief and accepted their version of the truth… it cost me nothing to do so, so why not?
Then something changed… something which bothered me and continued to bother me.
Yet I continued to be fascinated, but it was a different type of fascination, one which touched upon something else with which I was fascinated at that time.
Personally, I don’t think a truth serum would make a blind bit of difference when it comes to knowing the truth…
The truth is… ?
The truth is a moveable feast and sometimes it is an unpalatable dish.
Just because we think someone is lying, does not mean that they are.
Just because we think someone is telling the truth, doesn’t mean that they are.
Just because we believe what we’re saying, to ourselves, to others…
If our pants caught on fire when we lied… that truth serum would give all of us burns.

An Upturned Soul


Thomas by MoonVooDoo



There was a charmer called Thomas

Who broke too many a promise

His mouth was a liar

His pants caught on fire

His name’s all that’s left of dear Thomas



No idea who Thomas is or why his words are now ashes. My neighbour had a bonfire, and this is all that was left of it… so my mind spun a little story. A lie known as imagination.

Unfortunately this is not a foolproof lie detecting system. Liars’ pants do not often, if ever, catch on fire, and if they did, we’d all suffer burns. We all lie, some more than others, and there is an endless variation of lies, from itty bitty white lies to big fat whoppers, from creative fiction to autobiographical memories, from self-deception to manipulation, and so on into infinity… if such a thing exists.

Lying, like the truth…

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What If No One Likes Me?

. . At what point in life do we start worrying about being liked? Does that worry ever go away? Are there people who never worry about being liked? Is that possible? . I read somewhere that the reason babies and baby animals are cute is nature’s way of ensuring that the parents and other... Continue Reading →

Stirring up a Chocolate Hornets’ Nest…

. . While standing, leaning lazily against the back door frame... doing something which would be frowned upon, looked down upon, even by those who consider themselves to lack a superiority complex... a hornet appeared in front of my face. It's that time of year when such things happen... when hornet queens seek out a... Continue Reading →

Testing Your Personality

We test our personality all the time. Even when we’re asleep…? Okay, maybe not all the time. Then again, maybe sleep is a personality test. . . . . Sleep is definitely a personality test when we think about it, talk about it, fight it, worry about not getting enough of it or too much... Continue Reading →

Silent Night Music

. . By the time we see something, we usually already know what we're going to see and we're only surprised if our eyes don't perceive the expected sight. . How do we know in advance what we're going to see? Often it is because our other senses have informed us, told our mind which... Continue Reading →

Quirks of each Astrological sign: What makes you loveable can also be annoying! PART 3 of 3

What a talented artist in both drawing and wit!
Yes, I looked at the illustration for and read my sign first, and what I read made my soft teddy bear center reach out to hug a stranger and utter the words “There, there, it’ll all be fine!”… but then my soft teddy bear remembered that his arms were lopped off (like the Black Knight in Monty Python and the Holy Grail) and he has not spoken for so long due to needing to bite his tongue to stop himself from screaming in pain that he’s forgotten how and the sound of his own voice saying something… mushy (and probably factually incorrect, I mean how do I know if it’s all going to be fine, should I be misleading someone like that with possibly pointless hope?)… might scare him back into hiding behind that hard exterior.
No idea why my inner teddy bear is a ‘he’… he just is a he.
The other signs are equally humorously insightful, the drawings are brilliant… and the disclaimers are hilarious!
Brilliant blog and artist!


Art and Article by Seraphina Lum
Please ask for my permission and give due credit if you want to use my drawings.

Yay! It’s here! Final part to this series Part 3 is here!

I think I’m in the homestretch of recovery. This has been the worst bout of flu/fever I’ve had since last year. Lots of mucus in the back of my throat still, keep hacking, coughing and spitting like an old man every few minutes. Sexy, I know.

But enough about my bodily fluids! I know ya’ll clicked on the link to see a breakdown on the last 4 signs, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces! If any of you belong to these, thank you for your patience. Your roasting awaits 😀

For Part 1 of Aries, Taurus, Gemini, and Cancer

And for Part 2 of Leo, Virgo, Libra, and Scorpio, linkety link right here

Let’s begin!

Disclaimer: I’m by…

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An Inconvenient Introspection about Narcissists

"So here I am, just another a narcissistic blogger looking for ego-boosting hits, and happy to get some by writing a controversial piece that suggests that you, dear reader might be a narcissist among narcissists, in an increasingly narcissistic culture." - Jeremy Sherman, Ph.D . The quote above comes from an excellent article - A... Continue Reading →

The Uninvited

. . The butler did it. But what exactly did the butler do? . Whatever he did, I'm certain it was not as great a crime as what my neighbour is doing. . Nor was it as thrilling as what I am imagining doing to her if she tells me once more to pay attention... Continue Reading →

If You Prick Us, Do We Not Bleed?

. . If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, do we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.” ― William Shakespeare . . I... Continue Reading →

Forget meteors and zombies — Giant rabbits are world’s biggest threat

A post full of giant… chuckles, laughs and other fluffy things which make you ache in a good way!

The news presented in the way… I wish all news sites would do it, because frankly I’m fed up of clicking on an interesting READ THIS NOW type of news headline only to find the article is just a rehash of a rehash of a rehash of ‘humans know nothing but think they know everything and panic about it on a daily end of the world basis’.

This is a news a la Doctor Who! Most excellent blog!

Thank you for sharing.

Ned's Blog

image As a journalist, I’m trained to recognize the most subtle signs of trouble:

A misspoken word.

A reluctant glance.

A horde of slobbering rabbits.

Thanks to my training and experience, and several highlighted newspaper clippings sent in by concerned readers, I have painstakingly pieced together what I, as a member of the conservative media, believe is undeniable evidence that rabbits are planning to take over the world.


By radiating themselves and producing offspring roughly the size of Volkswagen Beatles.

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The Falling Fruits of Emberstep

. . I was born in Winter, so perhaps that should be my favourite season. I was apparently born during a blizzard, the worst snowstorm to hit in years according to... not the headlines in the news. Those news headlines love to exaggerate a nothing into a something. Kind of like the person who told... Continue Reading →

Die Hard with… Love

. . “In battle or business, whatever the game, In law or in love, it is ever the same; In the struggle for power, or the scramble for pelf, Let this be your motto - Rely on yourself! For, whether the prize be a ribbon or throne, The victor is he who can go it... Continue Reading →

Songs about Narcissism

I wasn't going to do another post about narcissists so soon... however I woke up with a song, not playing on the radio alarm clock but playing in my mind, which I had been listening to the other day. While listening to it, to the mesmerising rhythm, I happened to pay attention to the lyrics...... Continue Reading →

The Funny Side of Narcissists

Jesperhus by Tomasz Sienicki . . Did you ever hear the story about a certain princess who couldn't sleep because of a tiny pea placed under a mountain of mattresses? Absurd, isn't it? A fantasy tale which is most entertaining, especially when you're a child with a fertile imagination where beans grow into magical plants.... Continue Reading →

We Are Not As Invisible As We Believe Ourselves To Be

Recently while looking something up on an astrology site, I did a double-take because I saw a familiar pic being used to decorate a post. The pic was one which I had taken as part of a personal project to photograph my astrology chart.
There was no credit given on the pic, but I didn’t mind too much about that (I mini-minded about it, not a biggie), this is the internet.
What did strike me about it was how much I still think of myself as being invisible. My pic being used gave me a surreal moment – it made me feel visible yet visibly invisible. I was partly happy about it and partly unnerved by it.
In today’s Daily Post prompt – Happy Radars – they asked – Are you a good judge of other people’s happiness?
That prompt reminded me of this old post, because although I didn’t mention it in the post, something which I did mention in the post, which made me happy happened to make someone else unhappy, which then made me feel conflicted about my own happiness when I found out about their unhappiness. I couldn’t really understand why they were unhappy… but I did my best to work things out.
People, ourselves included, are complex.
Feeling invisible sometimes makes me happy and sometimes it doesn’t, sometimes it’s a bit of both, a moment of simultaneous fleeting happiness and unhappiness.

An Upturned Soul

The title of this post comes from a tweet I wrote the other day. Which came from a post I wrote on the day that Oblivious (by Fernanda Suarez) pulled me out of oblivion on tumblr and rocked my world with a huge dose of the awesome unexpected.

Today when I visited Twitter I found that the tweet had been made Tweet of the Day by a very lovely Twitterer. I did a cartoon double-take with sound effects, then I felt so overwhelmed by the gesture, so tenderly touched and loved, that I wanted to hide and savour it.

I never know how to behave when people give me a compliment, do I hit them and tell them to get a grip of themselves or do I hug them and shower them with kisses.

I often read tweets and wonder what is the story behind them. What inspired the words…

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Pluto/Sun – How I Deal with Stress

. . There's a man outside my house using a chainsaw to trim a hedge. This has been going on intermittently for a couple of hours. My property is part of a bigger property, neither of which are mine so I don't really get a say in what happens around here. My landlord is a... Continue Reading →

The Broken Unicorn

. . I almost managed to destroy someone else's world last night. A world they had worked very hard to create. I wasn't trying to destroy it, it was an accident, a rippling consequence of an action. An action which was spurred by a certain type of boredom from which I suffer which makes me... Continue Reading →

Be Kind To Yourself

I’m in a recycling of myself kind of mood and mode at the moment…
Frankly I’ve forgotten some… maybe more than some… of what I’ve written about since I’ve been blogging and I thought it might be an idea (good or bad?) to review and maybe repost it via a reblog (so many ‘re’ words… is it Mercury retrograde season?).
So on a lazy Sunday when I woke up to the sound of me criticising myself before I’d actually woken up properly… luckily I wasn’t really listening… but I heard the tone of the inner voice and knew what it was doing… I thought I’d remind myself of my own words about this particular habit.
Maybe I’ll hear myself this time… really hear it. Maybe not. It’s a bit of a crap shoot in more ways than one 🙂

An Upturned Soul

Have you ever noticed how difficult it is to be kind to yourself. And how easy it is to be mean. To criticise. Point out flaws, imperfections, errors, and everything else we think is wrong with us. We tell ourselves the awful truth on a constant basis. And yet there is so much to love about ourselves if we could just stop the negative voices, and listen to the positive ones.

Easier said than done, I know. I have the ‘Not good enough’ virus. There are days when I see myself as a failed human who is somehow still alive in spite of the fact that I’m completely useless. I look at everyone else and see shining examples of great humans, and I just don’t measure up. I know I’m seeing myself through distorted spectacles, and I remind myself of that all the time, which actually makes things worse, because…

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Welcome to our World of Noise

. . I don't know what's wrong with me... maybe what is wrong with me is you. . That's probably not true, but for now it is... because I say so, I don't know if I believe it... . But... . I'm living the dream... illusion. . For now, I'm not the one who has... Continue Reading →

I Never Talk About Sex…

Every now and then someone makes a remark… people make remarks all the time. It’s a basic of talking… that remark, however the person meant it, hits a soft spot within you and takes on a layer of meaning which is very personal to you.
What happens next…
Depends on the remark and the soft spot it hit.
That remark can turn a casual conversation into an argument. The person who made the remark becomes a target for what pours out of our soft spot, and what we say to them can in turn hit their soft spot and we become a target of their soft spot outpourings.
Things can go other ways too…
Soft spots… we’re very sensitive about them. And with good reason. It’s the place where we have much to learn, and through learning we also teach…
This is a post I did about someone’s teaching which helped me to learn more about my own soft spots.

An Upturned Soul

Barbara Brennan Energy chart

Energetic Defense Systems chart by Barbara Ann Brennan

I also often do what I say I never do. In fact, when I hear myself say the word ‘never’, I know that soon enough I’m going to do whatever it is the never was referring to. It acts like a curse, or a signal.

I usually don’t talk about sex because like religion and politics, it is connected to personal beliefs, and it is a minefield of arguments. Debate flies out the window and is replaced by dogma. Since beliefs get strengthened when more people agree with it, what may be an illusion becomes more tangible and real as more people pour their energy into making a dream a reality, people tend to batter you with their beliefs until you agree with them rather than accept that there are alternate realities coexisting in one place. That I can believe one thing…

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Conditioned To Respond To All The Threats

Before today became known for what it is now known for… there were other days and dates known for similar things.
Maybe not as loud… maybe louder.
How much louder than a World War, not once but twice, can you get?
Apparently that was not loud enough for some…
For those not there to hear it the first time or the second time…
History repeating itself… what is history saying and why does it have to repeat itself?
In memoriam of the past, present, and of the future which will have to repeat what we’ve already been through, just as we have lived through what others have already experienced but we did not experience it ourselves so we had to have our own experience… history had to repeat itself… and as that personal and impersonal experience gets further away, so the future gets nearer to having history repeat itself… again.
Maybe we’ll listen and understand…
One day…

An Upturned Soul

My cousin was a terrorist. Does that shock you? Send chills of fear coursing through you? Is your finger hovering over the unfollow button?

I didn’t know that my cousin was a terrorist at the time, I was too young to understand. I liked this particular cousin, I have quite a few. He was much older than me, and I only saw him a few times a year, but when I did he was kind to me and treated me as a human being not as a child. That, to me, made him special.

What I didn’t know about him was that he was a very angry young man, in his late teens/early twenties. He had an older brother who was perfect. He had a younger sister who was the beautiful baby. He was in the middle, never as clever or pleasing to his parents as his brother or sister…

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Better Off Dead…

Today is apparently World Suicide Prevention Day... . A moment of silence while I think about that... and while all the thoughts which I have connected to that swirl around me, within me, while I decide what to discuss and what to... not discuss. . Isn't that always an issue? What do we tell others... Continue Reading →

The Places We Live and Who We Are When We Live There

I’m reblogging myself… in non-blogger terms that means… I’m recycling my own hand-me-downs.
Paris came up in a conversation today…
a stressful conversation with a stressful reference to Paris… my experience of it before and after I lived there, part of the reason why I ended up living there and going to high school there.
Life… can sometimes feel like a secondhand something or other someone else gives you and you… deal with it first hand.
Anyway… I’m recycling myself, hope it’s green… and not with envy!

An Upturned Soul


paris paris by surpiko


A while ago, which now seems eons ago, I had another blog which is now defunct. It was right, but not quite. I fell into an old trap with it and knew it had to go for me to escape the trap. The trap is one which may be familiar to you. It is one which exists in many of our relationships.

We want to be ourselves, but as we get to know the other person we notice that they like certain things about us more than they like others. Being typically human and wanting to be liked and maybe loved too, we focus on the things the other person likes about us and start to hide the less attractive side. Soon we find ourselves feeling censored and restless because of it.

At least that’s how it affects me.

Whether the censorship comes from the…

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When I came across this quote: . . . . I recognised myself in it. . According to my mother - myth-maker extraordinaire about all sorts especially who I was as a child and a person, personality, before I could access my own self-knowledge as a point of reference and even then... - my 'first'... Continue Reading →

Why Is No Contact So Difficult?

Great Post!
Great blog for those who’ve been in a relationship with a narcissist… and really even if you haven’t been in a relationship with a narcissist, society (especially society in media) can be narcissistic or experienced that way, and these tips, ideas and ‘mind hacks’ are useful in life in general.
Awareness is key… the key to ourselves and our well being.
The most important relationship in your life is the one which you have with yourself.
Nurture that relationship… nurture yourself!
Thank you for sharing!.
Brilliant blog, from a talented blogger and beautiful soul!

After Narcissistic Abuse

One of the hardest things about narcissistic abuse and going no contact, is getting to that point in time where we cross the line from WANTING the narcissist to love us & being devastated by the feelings that they don’t, along with everything that means to us and ACCEPTING that they are entirely and forever incapable of it.

Whether or not we loved ourselves before we met a narcissist, is irrelevant. The fact is, we were sold on the idea that a narcissist did love us in a grandiose narc fashion, then they went about the business of abusing us. In that abuse, they also relentlessly verbally berated us, insidiously blamed us over and over again, sending us the message that somehow the abuse was our fault and that we were not worthy of anything more. 

By the time we wise up and decide to put them behind us, the…

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Mondays is for Drinking to the Seldom Seen Kid… Elbow - Grounds for Divorce . . Divorce... isn't just about you and him or her. . . There are layers to everything. . Some seen, some unseen... until much later. . .

Are You Being Served?

Today's Daily prompt serves up quite a dish! . "You’re sitting at a café when a stranger approaches you. This person asks what your name is, and, for some reason, you reply. The stranger nods, “I’ve been looking for you.” What happens next?" . What happens next, at least the first what happens next which... Continue Reading →

Do you have relationship problems with a Capricorn?

. . Every now and then, often once a day, in the search criteria which led someone to my blog, I find a Capricorn related problem. As in: . 'capricorn seem cold' 'do capricorns mean it when they say i love you' 'capricorn man silent treatment' 'why do capricorn men give the silent treatment' -... Continue Reading →

You are Cordially Invited to a Private Jacques Cousteau Style of Adventure

. . I'm probably misleading you with the title of this post... . It wouldn't be the first time that I did that... . It has been done to me too... . Being mislead... is a common experience. . We all mislead and we are all mislead. . Sometimes it is deliberate and sometimes it... Continue Reading →

The Golden Child

A well thought out and thoughtful post! . Please read it carefully, especially if you relate to the scapegoat role assigned to you by your narcissist parent, before you react. The subject of being a child of a narcissist (ACoN) can trigger our pain and we need to pause before reacting to make sure we... Continue Reading →

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