Lies

“The Truth Has No Sales Team”

Brothers, sisters, and seekers of the cosmic giggle—
let us gather beneath the holy disco ball of the Infinite
and spin around the awkward dance floor of Truth vs. Lies.

Now listen close.

Lies, my friends, are born in silk suits, driving rented Lamborghinis, flashing veneers that sparkle like sin.
They don’t sweat.
They don’t struggle.
They got theme music, billboards, and algorithms doing cartwheels on your phone screen.

Lies sell themselves.
They’re shiny.
Sexy.
They say what you want to hear.
They whisper sweet shortcuts, promise eternal youth with just two payments of $19.95,
and never ask you to look in the mirror too long.

Lies come with a return policy—
but baby, you never get your soul back.

But the Truth?
Oh, sweet bruised and barefoot Truth…
She ain’t easy to sell.

She shows up without makeup.
No filter. No trending sound.
She brings a mop and says:
“Let’s clean this mess you’ve been dancing in.”

Truth tells you your breath stinks.
That your excuses are rotting.
That love doesn’t come with control,
and freedom doesn’t come with fear.

Truth has crooked teeth and clear eyes.
She’s the grandma who smacks your hand away from the hot stove
because she loves you enough to piss you off.

People don't line up to hear the Truth.
They throw tomatoes at her.
They call her “conspiracy,”
“killjoy,”
“unpatriotic,”
“too intense,”
or “bad for business.”

But the Truth don’t blink.
She don’t bend.
And she sure as holy jellybeans don’t go on sale.

So why preach it, you ask?

Because lies may win the race,
but Truth owns the finish line.
Because while lies keep you comfy in your coffin,
Truth kicks the lid open and says:
"Get up, Lazarus. You’re not done yet."

So go forth, my radiant rebels—
and speak Truth, even when your voice shakes.
Even when they laugh.
Even when they scroll past you to click on something easier.

Because while lies seduce,
Truth saves.

And salvation, my beloveds,
is the one thing you don’t need to sell—
just live it loud enough
that the world can't ignore it.

Amen, Awomen, and All Beings Between.
💖🔥 The Pope of Love has spoken. 🔥💖