OOC: posted to
theatrical_muse today.
Prompt 145: Tell the truth about something you usually lie about.
Uh, isn't that what I'm doing right now?
I come here and answer these questions more-or-less truthfully because when I don't tell anyone the truth, I sometimes lose track of what it actually is. I've been known to tell people ten different mutually contradictory stories about myself before breakfast. (Before their breakfast, I mean. I don't eat. Of course, I need to wake them up pretty early in the morning to get all those contradictory stories in, but I've never understood why mortals need to spend so many hours being unconscious anyway.)
No mortal can ever see me as I truly am, and all of the Q can tell when I'm lying anyway, so I suppose I've fallen into bad habits. I don't use language to convey truth, I use it to convey image. I go for the quick laugh, or I try to impress people with how much I don't care about their petty little problems, or I present myself as having whatever attributes I want them to think I have. Trouble is, doing that all the time makes it awfully easy to lie to myself as well.
Having a kid was like being forced to stare into a mirror all day, every day. I've learned things about my kind and about myself that I never imagined that I needed to know. Fish don't know they're wet, and apparently sometimes the Q don't know what it means to be a Q. Things that were so self-evident I never even articulated that they existed, because to imagine that a thing exists you must be able to imagine that it doesn't exist, suddenly came into contrast for me and I understood their existence.
I may have mentioned, multiple times, that I live for what is new, that I am always looking out for new things to learn and experience and understand. I started coming here and answering these questions, a large number of which are completely ridiculous for a being of my nature (how many questions can you possibly ask involving sleep, anyway?), as a way of studying myself. Because, apparently, I don't know myself nearly as well as I know the rest of the universe, and that is beyond ridiculous.
When I talk to mortals, or other Q, I pretty much lie about almost everything, all the time. If someone calls me on it I might admit to it, and I prefer not to be outright untruthful when it comes to describing objective, observable facts, but when I talk about myself?... Come on, there's no such thing as an IQ of 2005; the test was made to study human intelligence and it's scaled 0-200 and actually the outer extremes are probably unmeasurable, so why have so many Starfleet analysts writing up dossiers on me actually included that comment as if it were a fact? Yes, I'm probably at least ten times as smart as a human genius, but this is not testable on the IQ scale. Also, when one Q tells you that we evolved, and then I tell you that we've always existed, one of us is probably not telling the truth, and here's a hint: generally speaking, it's probably me.
So... I won't promise that everything I say in response to these questions is invariably the truth, because to be honest I have no belief in an objective truth anyway; when you have the ability to warp reality it gets kind of hard to believe that a reality outside your perceptions and opinions can exist. But I am generally much, much more honest here than I am anywhere else, since I'm more or less talking to myself... and I'm not going to quit lying to mortals (or to other Q for that matter) anytime real soon, but at the least I am trying to stop lying to myself. Most of the time, anyway.
Muse: Q
Fandom: Star Trek
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Prompt 145: Tell the truth about something you usually lie about.
Uh, isn't that what I'm doing right now?
I come here and answer these questions more-or-less truthfully because when I don't tell anyone the truth, I sometimes lose track of what it actually is. I've been known to tell people ten different mutually contradictory stories about myself before breakfast. (Before their breakfast, I mean. I don't eat. Of course, I need to wake them up pretty early in the morning to get all those contradictory stories in, but I've never understood why mortals need to spend so many hours being unconscious anyway.)
No mortal can ever see me as I truly am, and all of the Q can tell when I'm lying anyway, so I suppose I've fallen into bad habits. I don't use language to convey truth, I use it to convey image. I go for the quick laugh, or I try to impress people with how much I don't care about their petty little problems, or I present myself as having whatever attributes I want them to think I have. Trouble is, doing that all the time makes it awfully easy to lie to myself as well.
Having a kid was like being forced to stare into a mirror all day, every day. I've learned things about my kind and about myself that I never imagined that I needed to know. Fish don't know they're wet, and apparently sometimes the Q don't know what it means to be a Q. Things that were so self-evident I never even articulated that they existed, because to imagine that a thing exists you must be able to imagine that it doesn't exist, suddenly came into contrast for me and I understood their existence.
I may have mentioned, multiple times, that I live for what is new, that I am always looking out for new things to learn and experience and understand. I started coming here and answering these questions, a large number of which are completely ridiculous for a being of my nature (how many questions can you possibly ask involving sleep, anyway?), as a way of studying myself. Because, apparently, I don't know myself nearly as well as I know the rest of the universe, and that is beyond ridiculous.
When I talk to mortals, or other Q, I pretty much lie about almost everything, all the time. If someone calls me on it I might admit to it, and I prefer not to be outright untruthful when it comes to describing objective, observable facts, but when I talk about myself?... Come on, there's no such thing as an IQ of 2005; the test was made to study human intelligence and it's scaled 0-200 and actually the outer extremes are probably unmeasurable, so why have so many Starfleet analysts writing up dossiers on me actually included that comment as if it were a fact? Yes, I'm probably at least ten times as smart as a human genius, but this is not testable on the IQ scale. Also, when one Q tells you that we evolved, and then I tell you that we've always existed, one of us is probably not telling the truth, and here's a hint: generally speaking, it's probably me.
So... I won't promise that everything I say in response to these questions is invariably the truth, because to be honest I have no belief in an objective truth anyway; when you have the ability to warp reality it gets kind of hard to believe that a reality outside your perceptions and opinions can exist. But I am generally much, much more honest here than I am anywhere else, since I'm more or less talking to myself... and I'm not going to quit lying to mortals (or to other Q for that matter) anytime real soon, but at the least I am trying to stop lying to myself. Most of the time, anyway.
Muse: Q
Fandom: Star Trek