THE LY-LO MYTH

 
 
 
The Ly-Lo Myth
THE LY-LO MYTH

Lilou is a goddess | Lilou refuses to acknowledge her divinity | John says something funny

John: Let us look deeper into the myth of the Ly-Lo, the seagoddess, the huntress, the creator of truth and devourer of self-deceit. Your initial thought?

Lilou: That sounds a lot more exciting than I actually am. Glad you write the lyrics for our songs.

John: Always there for you, honey. Whenever you need a line or two. But seriously, I have heard a rumor that it was you that built Rome? Is that true?

Lilou: What kind of blog post is this?

John: Ok, I guess I have to climb down from the ethereal heights and turn mortal again…

Lilou: …or downstairs. Down, deep down.

John: Anyway, you have a tendency to make people come out of their comfort zones I reckon. Or to drag them out of there, perhaps. Just by being yourself. How does that happen?

Lilou: I am brutally honest and therefore perceived as a bitch.

John: But you are not brutally honest in an offensive way. Well, with me you are, but…

Lilou: …I know, but I guess it shines through.

John: Some people seem to be a little scared of you.

Lilou: It’s that brutally honest thing, even though I’m brutally honest about myself as well.

John: Yes, if people ask you what you think you give them that straight forward answer that they never really wanted.

Lilou: Then why do they ask the question?

John: To hear that their preconceived ideas are true because everybody else keep telling themselves the same lies so they don’t have to change anything in their lives.

Lilou: But if they ask the question they already know the answer, or else they wouldn’t have to ask the question. Why people lie to themselves is beyond me.

John: That is what I mean. You are like one of these ancient Greek or Roman goddesses who told the truth and nothing but the truth and people went mad because of it. You COULD have built Rome.

Lilou: I’d have made it more beautiful than it was. I would have made it color coordinated.

John: You mean Celts here, Nubians there, Cathay tourists over there…

Lilou: Very funny and racist, dear.

 

Lilou is a goddess | Lilou refuses to acknowledge her divinity | John says something funny

John: Let us look deeper into the myth of the Ly-Lo, the seagoddess, the huntress, the creator of truth and devourer of self-deceit. Your initial thought?

Lilou: That sounds a lot more exciting than I actually am. Glad you write the lyrics for our songs.

John: Always there for you, honey. Whenever you need a line or two. But seriously, I have heard a rumor that it was you that built Rome? Is that true?

Lilou: What kind of blog post is this?

John: Ok, I guess I have to climb down from the ethereal heights and turn mortal again…

Lilou: …or downstairs. Down, deep down.

John: Anyway, you have a tendency to make people come out of their comfort zones I reckon. Or to drag them out of there, perhaps. Just by being yourself. How does that happen?

Lilou: I am brutally honest and therefore perceived as a bitch.

John: But you are not brutally honest in an offensive way. Well, with me you are, but…

Lilou: …I know, but I guess it shines through.

John: Some people seem to be a little scared of you.

Lilou: It’s that brutally honest thing, even though I’m brutally honest about myself as well.

John: Yes, if people ask you what you think you give them that straight forward answer that they never really wanted.

Lilou: Then why do they ask the question?

John: To hear that their preconceived ideas are true because everybody else keep telling themselves the same lies so they don’t have to change anything in their lives.

Lilou: But if they ask the question they already know the answer, or else they wouldn’t have to ask the question. Why people lie to themselves is beyond me.

John: That is what I mean. You are like one of these ancient Greek or Roman goddesses who told the truth and nothing but the truth and people went mad because of it. You COULD have built Rome.

Lilou: I’d have made it more beautiful than it was. I would have made it color coordinated.

John: You mean Celts here, Nubians there, Cathay tourists over there…

Lilou: Very funny and racist, dear.