Please, tell me a truth.

I wonder. If everyone in the world. Had to be truthful. For one week. No lies. All of us. Had to tell the truth. The whole truth. Nothing but the truth. The world, as we know it, would come to an end. Face it.  Lives have been built on a foundation of lies. Varying degrees of dishonesty. To ourselves. To others. We are so accustomed to lying. That we don’t even recognize it anymore. We no longer bother separating truth and lies. Everybody lies. For the sake of survival. A thoroughly honest man/woman would be doomed. Go a day.  Without telling a lie. Bet you can’t. We have no clue. In the unending search. For honest-to-goodness truth. Look in every nook and cranny.  Liars! Liars! Liars! Everywhere. Please. Please. Tell me a truth.--Jim