twisted backwards

truth is a necessary evil. it is somewhat easy to cover up ugliness with fancy lies that mask the real essence and the real meaning of things. but the essence and the meaning of things are seldom beautiful. no, they aren't - they are ugly, twisted, thorny, and the mere sight of them is like a slap in the face. they care not about feelings or poetic meanings; they exist only to present to us reality as it is.

and we see it twisted because we are often twisted backwards.