Showing posts with label predator. Show all posts
Showing posts with label predator. Show all posts

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Science, Not a Mystery


A sociopathic personality is a fixed phenomenon.

They are a black hole masquerading as a
human being.

Beautiful in some respects, dark and 'mysterious-
seeming,' and ultimately nothing of note
more than destruction and danger.

They do not change their essence
simply because of perceptions or issues
of proximity, observers' ignorance, or
passage of time.

Scientifically knowable, absolute, to be
avoided at all costs. It can only be
what it was made to be. Respect that,
and stop disregarding its nature.

Fantasizing that you can put a leash on
a sociopath or expect sincerity--or that they
will change in any fashion--is the same as
thinking you can put a black hole in a
box and tame it.

You can't wish it different; and while you
are wishing, its only concern is ripping you apart.

You wouldn't have sympathy or empathy for
a deadly force of nature, would you?

So stop making excuses for and returning
to the abuse of a narcissist.

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Monday, December 31, 2012

"Never Gonna Give You Up"

"At first he was all like...

and then he was like...."


Mind-fucking is the name of the game
with a sociopath.

Causing emotional pain, getting folks
to let their guard down, playing
passive-aggressive games to mess with
a person's head--that's all the ultimate
high for a career pathological dickhead.

They don't change; it's the grandest of
addictions to control and hold power
over other people. It's a persuasion and
a desire like no other for them.

Pretending they've turned over a new leaf
to get you to trust them (or to have
'closure') is just a new web they're spinning.

And since there's never an end to
the number of people they can target, they
don't fear getting lonely.

There's no cure for a predator.

Your love will not set them free.

Don't be the 'dumb bitch' in the movie
who goes back into the house to see
if the monster's still there.

Just pick yourself up, and...

RUN, Girl, RUNNNN!

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Monday, November 12, 2012

Torn Up

A confidence man is an exquisite study in self-sufficient organisms.
They take a person's own fears, desires, and other personal innermost aspects--
the pieces of your most basic nature, your soul--and use them as ammunition
against that person, their target.

In a sense, you're at war with yourself.
They stimulate a place in you that has never been touched--an intimacy
unparalleled--so that it not only a deeply private matter you want kept hidden,
but the embarrassment at being used in such a way is intense.

That's the violation; they prey on the innermost subliminal feelings,
and once they achieve what they want, you are left once again alone,
but feeling the loss of that false promise.

They put you in touch with your dreams, believing in the possibility,
having primal desires awakened,...and then you're left holding a bill
of goods.

But the precision of the predatory assessment, the execution, the
detachment from the sickness of what's done and the absolute dedication
to one's own survival at all costs is an admirable quality within the
sociopath. Surely there is something to be learned from dissecting their
methodology and drive, so we might become more adept at survival
ourselves.

Ruthlessness may not necessarily be a learned skill, but it's for
damned sure a useful one. At the very least, we have to stop beating
ourselves up...or allowing others to do so.


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