I know where she lives…

The only vice that cannot be forgiven is hypocrisy. The repentance of a hypocrite is itself hypocrisy. ~William Hazlitt

I have met Ms. Hypocrisy.

I met her and I know exactly where she lives.

In the confines of smiles, laughter, jokes and well wishes.

I have seen people act like they wish you well, they say it too, the moment you turn your back the smile transforms into an ugly scrowl and the kind words change into curses and bad wishes.

Hypocrisy is the Homage vice pays to virtue ~Francois De La Rochefoucauld

I have been among those that love and entertain Ms. Hypocrisy, amongst my family and even  amongst my friends and its interesting how and to what lengths they go.

Let me tell you something you probably never heard before, hypocrisy is a wound on a diabetic leg, it grows and attracts as much rot to it as possible, it grows and when its of good age, it courts hatred and before you know it children are born, children that mutate to the nature of their parents and everything goes awry.

The other day I learnt that hypocrisy chooses and chooses well. It eats at you and gnaws on the sides of your conscience knocking to be let in. 

Once she is comfortable within your conscience then you will know no difference between right and wrong. 

You should know her. 

Next time you meet her be sure.

One day I may just decide to share real life stories… Stories of little girls mistreated by their relatives through the nannies, stories of mothers looking for daughters perhaps mother in laws to spread rot… stories that abound in leaps and bounds

You have peace, the old woman said, once you make it with yourself ~ Mitch Albom, The Five People You meet in Heaven

Soberly…

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