Tip: click a paragraph to jump to the exact moment in the video. YOU in Predator’s Crosshairs: Psychopath, Narcissist, Sadist (Malignant Narcissist)

1. 00:03 Today I’m going to discuss predators, their point of view. How do they see you from the inside? Psychopaths, narcissists, sadists, or malignant narcissists. How do they apprehend you? How do they perceive you? How do you appear to them? You’re not going to see my face on the screen. Photo two reasons. plausible deniability, of course. And I want you to immerse yourself in my hypnotic voice. Try for a split second to become someone else, to acquire the mind of the predator. We start with the narcissist. Today I’m going to discuss predators, their point of view. How do they see you from the inside? Psychopaths, narcissists, sadists, or malignant narcissists. How do they apprehend you? How do they perceive you? How do you appear to them? You’re not going to see my face on the screen. Photo two reasons. plausible deniability, of course. And I want you to immerse yourself in my hypnotic voice. Try for a split second to become someone else, to acquire the mind of the predator. We start with the narcissist.
2. 00:49 And so this is how the narcissist sees you. The only question is, will you do? I look you over and you pass the test. Not because you’re good-looking, but because of that hint of stooping in your posture, that moist beckoning for my protection, that vulnerable openness to my self-p preoccupied takeover. So, I approach you, not hesitantly. I exude confidence. I’m almost demanding. And you deliciously succumb as I have foretold. You face my son. My shadows blot all else. We are now within a soypistic bubble. And so this is how the narcissist sees you. The only question is, will you do? I look you over and you pass the test. Not because you’re good-looking, but because of that hint of stooping in your posture, that moist beckoning for my protection, that vulnerable openness to my self-p preoccupied takeover. So, I approach you, not hesitantly. I exude confidence. I’m almost demanding. And you deliciously succumb as I have foretold. You face my son. My shadows blot all else. We are now within a soypistic bubble.
3. 01:42 Everything else excluded. The sounds hushed, the visuals muted, an amniotic fluid emanation, our own elaborate womb. So we talk a bit. I listen intently, impaling you on my attention. You bask in my inexurable focus. You flower under my gaze. You see your new self in my eyes. I am a promise and a vindication, a validation and a new hope. The evening wears on and we elope. We feel inevitable, invincible. You have never been so deeply understood, so irreservedly accepted, so profoundly immersed. At moments you feel that you are under Everything else excluded. The sounds hushed, the visuals muted, an amniotic fluid emanation, our own elaborate womb. So we talk a bit. I listen intently, impaling you on my attention. You bask in my inexurable focus. You flower under my gaze. You see your new self in my eyes. I am a promise and a vindication, a validation and a new hope. The evening wears on and we elope. We feel inevitable, invincible. You have never been so deeply understood, so irreservedly accepted, so profoundly immersed. At moments you feel that you are under
4. 02:36 my water and I am your only lifeline. It is an experience that combines seamlessly an ominous nightmare and a familial fantasy. I spin. I spin the yarn of our future. Am I the one? With every passing moment, it seems that I had been anticipated with baited breath. And now you can finally exhale, respire, reoxyenate. I feel to you like life in technical. I project resilience. I raify inner and outer strength. The assuredness of a divine. You start to look up to me to doubt even your senses to seek my presence. The more pervasive my water and I am your only lifeline. It is an experience that combines seamlessly an ominous nightmare and a familial fantasy. I spin. I spin the yarn of our future. Am I the one? With every passing moment, it seems that I had been anticipated with baited breath. And now you can finally exhale, respire, reoxyenate. I feel to you like life in technical. I project resilience. I raify inner and outer strength. The assuredness of a divine. You start to look up to me to doubt even your senses to seek my presence. The more pervasive
5. 03:25 your disorientation grows. At first I make requests, communicate my expectations. I’m mellow and tender. And then I importune. I cajol. I pressure. I mold you to obey and to conform. To be a mother and an infant, a servant and a disciple, a lover and a psychopant, an acolyte. I offer you sticks, but I offer you carrots. I share and I withhold. I metamorphos in front of your unbelieving eyes into a master, the sole purveyor of access to the real, a firewall that shuts out your existence and all others. your disorientation grows. At first I make requests, communicate my expectations. I’m mellow and tender. And then I importune. I cajol. I pressure. I mold you to obey and to conform. To be a mother and an infant, a servant and a disciple, a lover and a psychopant, an acolyte. I offer you sticks, but I offer you carrots. I share and I withhold. I metamorphos in front of your unbelieving eyes into a master, the sole purveyor of access to the real, a firewall that shuts out your existence and all others.
6. 04:11 You’re now immorted in in the myasma of my mind, a figment and an operation with every sign of your separateness and externality. I recoil, I lash out, I plead until you are no more. And now, having visited the mind of a narcissist, let’s escalate to the mind of a malignant narcissist, especially the sadistic aspect. Here is what the malignant narcissist has to say when he first comes across you. When you first grant the malignant narcissist access to your body, not to mention your mind, You’re now immorted in in the myasma of my mind, a figment and an operation with every sign of your separateness and externality. I recoil, I lash out, I plead until you are no more. And now, having visited the mind of a narcissist, let’s escalate to the mind of a malignant narcissist, especially the sadistic aspect. Here is what the malignant narcissist has to say when he first comes across you. When you first grant the malignant narcissist access to your body, not to mention your mind,
7. 05:00 this is what goes through the demented netherworld that passes for the malignant narcissist soul or lack thereof. This void that masquerades as a human being, this absence that pretends to be a presence. Welcome in. The alexir of power is as intoxicating as any substance. Pain is its essence and corroboration. In agony, people are at my mercy, their entire existence telescoped into this desperate attempt to plate and mllify me and gratify me and pacify me. the very found of their newfound misery. this is what goes through the demented netherworld that passes for the malignant narcissist soul or lack thereof. This void that masquerades as a human being, this absence that pretends to be a presence. Welcome in. The alexir of power is as intoxicating as any substance. Pain is its essence and corroboration. In agony, people are at my mercy, their entire existence telescoped into this desperate attempt to plate and mllify me and gratify me and pacify me. the very found of their newfound misery.
8. 05:49 There is intimacy in pain. There is intimacy in such an asymmetrical intercourse, an exchange that transcends words, an adhesive bond between us. That is at once a marriage of wants and needs, both mine and yours. It’s a transaction. You are here to serve. I am here to protect you from others, but never from myself. You are my propert, a chhatel, a sympetal attestation to my virility, clout, and prowess. A trophy in more ways than one. could be your looks, but more so it’s your subservience, There is intimacy in pain. There is intimacy in such an asymmetrical intercourse, an exchange that transcends words, an adhesive bond between us. That is at once a marriage of wants and needs, both mine and yours. It’s a transaction. You are here to serve. I am here to protect you from others, but never from myself. You are my propert, a chhatel, a sympetal attestation to my virility, clout, and prowess. A trophy in more ways than one. could be your looks, but more so it’s your subservience,
9. 06:39 your opolescent mind, a galaxy at my fingertips. I play you the way one plays the piano or the violin. You need to be controlled. You need to be restrained, constrained, and channeled. I may be punitive as an elation. I may be instrumental in your evolution as a tool. But this is the way I love. Your suffering is a nectar to my parched existence. And so we trundle along scuttling all hints of intimacy and love because these are weaknesses that I abhore hallmarks of life-threatening frailties. The your opolescent mind, a galaxy at my fingertips. I play you the way one plays the piano or the violin. You need to be controlled. You need to be restrained, constrained, and channeled. I may be punitive as an elation. I may be instrumental in your evolution as a tool. But this is the way I love. Your suffering is a nectar to my parched existence. And so we trundle along scuttling all hints of intimacy and love because these are weaknesses that I abhore hallmarks of life-threatening frailties. The
10. 07:23 irreversibility of attachment shackles on my freedom. I am the only one allowed to experience what I consider to be love and you do not. I dig dominance. I gro power. I apprehend hierarchy. I slither amongst the uninitiated, subtle, surreptitious, obscure until until that moment that I erupt, unbidden, unforeseen, and I consume it all. I am the prince of darkness, revived, a plague, a devastation, a warning. But I can also do love and empathy. I can do compassion and acceptance and understanding and charity and irreversibility of attachment shackles on my freedom. I am the only one allowed to experience what I consider to be love and you do not. I dig dominance. I gro power. I apprehend hierarchy. I slither amongst the uninitiated, subtle, surreptitious, obscure until until that moment that I erupt, unbidden, unforeseen, and I consume it all. I am the prince of darkness, revived, a plague, a devastation, a warning. But I can also do love and empathy. I can do compassion and acceptance and understanding and charity and
11. 08:13 magnanimity and altruism. I’m a mimic. My gifts are sublime. I’m a charmer, an enchanter, and a seducer. A tempter of the worlds and of you. A two-faced Janus of the heart. The life of every party. The focus of attention. the magnet in a heap of hapless human filings. And thus I drift from happen stance onto another, invading lives, vacating them, invading lives, vacating them, discarding, discarding writhing shells and moving on. I never look behind. I’m already a pillar of salt. And what is magnanimity and altruism. I’m a mimic. My gifts are sublime. I’m a charmer, an enchanter, and a seducer. A tempter of the worlds and of you. A two-faced Janus of the heart. The life of every party. The focus of attention. the magnet in a heap of hapless human filings. And thus I drift from happen stance onto another, invading lives, vacating them, invading lives, vacating them, discarding, discarding writhing shells and moving on. I never look behind. I’m already a pillar of salt. And what is
12. 09:00 the point of remorse or regret? One can never undo the past. One can never predict the future. It is better to dwell with ferocious exclusivity on the here and now. And now I’m on to you. The last type of predator whose mind I would like to explore is the psychopath. The vast majority of psychopaths are not sadists. Um, and the vast majority of narcissists are not sadists. Psychopaths enjoy inflicting pain. But in contra distinction to the sades, that is not the main motivation. Narcissists don’t even enjoy inflicting the point of remorse or regret? One can never undo the past. One can never predict the future. It is better to dwell with ferocious exclusivity on the here and now. And now I’m on to you. The last type of predator whose mind I would like to explore is the psychopath. The vast majority of psychopaths are not sadists. Um, and the vast majority of narcissists are not sadists. Psychopaths enjoy inflicting pain. But in contra distinction to the sades, that is not the main motivation. Narcissists don’t even enjoy inflicting
13. 09:47 pain. They are onetrack minded in pursuit of narcissistic supply. They’re junkies. So the psychopath is a compounded picture. There is gratuitous hurting of others but it’s a byproduct kind of having fun at work. What is the work? The work is to con you out of money, out of power, out of sex, to take something from you. Psychopathy is about power. the asymmetry of power, the ability to extract from you something that is dear to you that you love. Hence the sadistic dimensional aspect which is a kind of pain. They are onetrack minded in pursuit of narcissistic supply. They’re junkies. So the psychopath is a compounded picture. There is gratuitous hurting of others but it’s a byproduct kind of having fun at work. What is the work? The work is to con you out of money, out of power, out of sex, to take something from you. Psychopathy is about power. the asymmetry of power, the ability to extract from you something that is dear to you that you love. Hence the sadistic dimensional aspect which is a kind of
14. 10:31 afterthought. So here we are the mind of a psychopath. In a typical interaction with you, swayed in luminosity, we steer with measured competence our amber drinks in long stemmed glasses. We are weighing my offer, and I’m waiting for your answer with hushed endurance. The armchairs are soft. The lobby is luxurious as befits five-star hotels. I am not tense. I have anticipated your response even before I made my move. Soon temples sheathed in perspiration. You use the outfits thick paper napkins afterthought. So here we are the mind of a psychopath. In a typical interaction with you, swayed in luminosity, we steer with measured competence our amber drinks in long stemmed glasses. We are weighing my offer, and I’m waiting for your answer with hushed endurance. The armchairs are soft. The lobby is luxurious as befits five-star hotels. I am not tense. I have anticipated your response even before I made my move. Soon temples sheathed in perspiration. You use the outfits thick paper napkins
15. 11:20 to wipe it off. You loosen your tie. You pretend to be immersed in calculations. You express striden dissatisfaction. I feain recoil as though intimidated by your loudness. Withdrawing to my second line of defense, I surrender to your simulated wrath. The signs are here. The gestures, the infinitum movements that you cannot control. I read you as an open book. Every twitch of your body, every tick I lurk, I know that definite look, that imperceptible twitch, the in inevit in inevitability, the inelectability of to wipe it off. You loosen your tie. You pretend to be immersed in calculations. You express striden dissatisfaction. I feain recoil as though intimidated by your loudness. Withdrawing to my second line of defense, I surrender to your simulated wrath. The signs are here. The gestures, the infinitum movements that you cannot control. I read you as an open book. Every twitch of your body, every tick I lurk, I know that definite look, that imperceptible twitch, the in inevit in inevitability, the inelectability of
16. 12:10 your surrender is in the room like a cloud. It’s tangible. I’m a callman, a swindler, a grifter, admittedly, and you’re my victim. so-called the swindle is unfolding here and now in this very atrium amid all the extravagance I am selling your soul and collecting the change I am sharpened like a raw nerve firing impulses at you receiving yours is an electrical chemical dialogue consisting of your smelly sweat and my scented exudations ions. I permeate your chinks and cracks. I broker an your surrender is in the room like a cloud. It’s tangible. I’m a callman, a swindler, a grifter, admittedly, and you’re my victim. so-called the swindle is unfolding here and now in this very atrium amid all the extravagance I am selling your soul and collecting the change I am sharpened like a raw nerve firing impulses at you receiving yours is an electrical chemical dialogue consisting of your smelly sweat and my scented exudations ions. I permeate your chinks and cracks. I broker an
17. 13:00 alliance with your fears, your pains, defense compensatory mechanisms, every frailty and weakness, every vulnerability amplified. I know you and I’ve got to meld us into one. As dusk gives way tonight, you trust me as you do yourself. For now I am nothing less than you. Having adopted your particular gesticulation, I nod approvingly with every mention of your family. I am not deluding myself. You You do not like me. You You sense the danger. Your nostrils flare, your eyes a muck, your hands so restless. You know me for alliance with your fears, your pains, defense compensatory mechanisms, every frailty and weakness, every vulnerability amplified. I know you and I’ve got to meld us into one. As dusk gives way tonight, you trust me as you do yourself. For now I am nothing less than you. Having adopted your particular gesticulation, I nod approvingly with every mention of your family. I am not deluding myself. You You do not like me. You You sense the danger. Your nostrils flare, your eyes a muck, your hands so restless. You know me for
18. 13:48 a bilker. You realize I’ll break your heart. And I know that you comprehend that we are both choiceless. It’s not about the money. It’s not about the money. Emotions are at stake. I share your depths of loneliness and pain. Sitting opposed to you. I see the child in you. The adolescence. The adolescent. I discern the pleading sparkle in your eyes. Your shoulders stooping in the very second you have decided to succumb. Your surrender is palpable. I am hurting for what I do to you. My only a bilker. You realize I’ll break your heart. And I know that you comprehend that we are both choiceless. It’s not about the money. It’s not about the money. Emotions are at stake. I share your depths of loneliness and pain. Sitting opposed to you. I see the child in you. The adolescence. The adolescent. I discern the pleading sparkle in your eyes. Your shoulders stooping in the very second you have decided to succumb. Your surrender is palpable. I am hurting for what I do to you. My only
19. 14:26 consolation is the inexorability of nature, mine and yours and these worlds in which we find ourselves. It’s not of our choice. It’s the law of the jungle. read in tooth and claw and still we are here you know there’s no alternative I empathize with you without speech without motion I discern your solitary sadness the anguish your fears I am your only friend here a monopolist of your invisible cries your inner hemorrhage of salty tears the tissued scar that has become your being. Like me, you’re the product consolation is the inexorability of nature, mine and yours and these worlds in which we find ourselves. It’s not of our choice. It’s the law of the jungle. read in tooth and claw and still we are here you know there’s no alternative I empathize with you without speech without motion I discern your solitary sadness the anguish your fears I am your only friend here a monopolist of your invisible cries your inner hemorrhage of salty tears the tissued scar that has become your being. Like me, you’re the product
20. 15:15 of uncounted blows which you sometimes, I suspect, actually crave. Being abused is being understood. Being abused is having some meaning. Being traumatized is forming a narrative. Without it, your life is nothing but an anecdotal stream of randomness. ideal, the final overwhelming kudigraphs that will transform the torn sheets of your biography into some kind of plot. It isn’t every day one meets the likes of me, a cheat, if you wish. Such confident encounters can render everything meaningful, of uncounted blows which you sometimes, I suspect, actually crave. Being abused is being understood. Being abused is having some meaning. Being traumatized is forming a narrative. Without it, your life is nothing but an anecdotal stream of randomness. ideal, the final overwhelming kudigraphs that will transform the torn sheets of your biography into some kind of plot. It isn’t every day one meets the likes of me, a cheat, if you wish. Such confident encounters can render everything meaningful,
21. 16:01 explained. Don’t give it up. Don’t give up on us. What is happening here is a gift of life not to be frivous frivolously dispensed with. It is a test of worthiness. I think I think you qualify. And I am the structure and the target that you’ve been searching for all your life. And here I am. Here I am by your elbow. Now we are bound by money. Now we are bound by blood. In our common veins flows the same alliance that dilates our pupils. We hail from one beginning. We are separated only in order to unite at explained. Don’t give it up. Don’t give up on us. What is happening here is a gift of life not to be frivous frivolously dispensed with. It is a test of worthiness. I think I think you qualify. And I am the structure and the target that you’ve been searching for all your life. And here I am. Here I am by your elbow. Now we are bound by money. Now we are bound by blood. In our common veins flows the same alliance that dilates our pupils. We hail from one beginning. We are separated only in order to unite at
22. 16:50 once in this hotel this late. And you exclaim, “I need to trust you like I’ve never trusted a soul. You beseech me to not betray your faith, to not break your heart, perhaps not so explicitly, but both your eyes are moist, reflecting your vulnerability. I gravely radiate my utter guarantee of splendid outcomes. No hint of treason here. Concurrently, I’m plotting your emotional demise. at your request, not mine. I am your executioner, a hitman you have rented. It is an act of amity to rid you of the very cause of your once in this hotel this late. And you exclaim, “I need to trust you like I’ve never trusted a soul. You beseech me to not betray your faith, to not break your heart, perhaps not so explicitly, but both your eyes are moist, reflecting your vulnerability. I gravely radiate my utter guarantee of splendid outcomes. No hint of treason here. Concurrently, I’m plotting your emotional demise. at your request, not mine. I am your executioner, a hitman you have rented. It is an act of amity to rid you of the very cause of your
23. 17:42 infirmity. I am the instrument of your delivery and liberation. I will deprive you of your ability to feel, to trust, and to believe, and of your need to make decisions and bear the consequences. I am here to render you in absence as you have always wanted. And when we diverge, I will have molded you a new, shape-shifted you. You will be much less susceptible, much more immune, much more resilient, stronger. The essence, it is my gift to you. It is my gift to you. And you are surely grateful in advance, aren’t you? infirmity. I am the instrument of your delivery and liberation. I will deprive you of your ability to feel, to trust, and to believe, and of your need to make decisions and bear the consequences. I am here to render you in absence as you have always wanted. And when we diverge, I will have molded you a new, shape-shifted you. You will be much less susceptible, much more immune, much more resilient, stronger. The essence, it is my gift to you. It is my gift to you. And you are surely grateful in advance, aren’t you?
24. 18:29 I’m giving you this experience selflessly. And thus, when you demand my feelalty, you say, “Do not forget our verbal understanding. And when I vow my loyalty, I respond, I shall not forget to stab you in the back.” And now having established the protocols of our mutual annihilation, let us proceed to the transaction. I study you. I train you to ignore my presence and argue with yourself with the utmost sincerity. I teach you to not resent your weakness, to embrace it, to become it. And so I’m giving you this experience selflessly. And thus, when you demand my feelalty, you say, “Do not forget our verbal understanding. And when I vow my loyalty, I respond, I shall not forget to stab you in the back.” And now having established the protocols of our mutual annihilation, let us proceed to the transaction. I study you. I train you to ignore my presence and argue with yourself with the utmost sincerity. I teach you to not resent your weakness, to embrace it, to become it. And so
25. 19:13 you admit and I record all your confessions to be used against you to your benefit. Denuded of defenses, I leave you wounded by embezzlement, a cold, contemptable exposure. And in the meantime, it’s only warmth. It’s solely safety, the intimacy of empathy, the propinquity of mutual understanding. I only ask of you one thing. I ask of you to place in me your fullest trust, a willingness to yield. I remember having seen the following in an artouse movie. It was a test. To fall, spread eagled from a high embankment and you admit and I record all your confessions to be used against you to your benefit. Denuded of defenses, I leave you wounded by embezzlement, a cold, contemptable exposure. And in the meantime, it’s only warmth. It’s solely safety, the intimacy of empathy, the propinquity of mutual understanding. I only ask of you one thing. I ask of you to place in me your fullest trust, a willingness to yield. I remember having seen the following in an artouse movie. It was a test. To fall, spread eagled from a high embankment and
26. 19:55 to believe that I will be there to catch you and to break your little plunge. Of course, I won’t be there. Of course, all your bones will be shattered. Of course, you will break in a way that you could never be put back together, but we both know it. You want to unbecome. I’m telling you, I will be there. Yet, you know that I won’t. Your craving and your caving is none of my concern. I only undertook to bring you to the brink, and I fulfilled the promise. As a bonus, I gave you this to believe that I will be there to catch you and to break your little plunge. Of course, I won’t be there. Of course, all your bones will be shattered. Of course, you will break in a way that you could never be put back together, but we both know it. You want to unbecome. I’m telling you, I will be there. Yet, you know that I won’t. Your craving and your caving is none of my concern. I only undertook to bring you to the brink, and I fulfilled the promise. As a bonus, I gave you this
27. 20:37 extra shave. It’s up to you to climb it. It’s up to you to tumble. I must not halt your crash. You have to recompose. It is my contribution to the transformation that metastasized in you long before we met. But you are not yet at the stage of internalizing these veracities. You’re still in denial. You still naively link feigned geneality to constancy. intimacy and confidence in me and my deeds, proximity and full disclosure. You’re so terrified. You’re so mutilated. You come devalued. extra shave. It’s up to you to climb it. It’s up to you to tumble. I must not halt your crash. You have to recompose. It is my contribution to the transformation that metastasized in you long before we met. But you are not yet at the stage of internalizing these veracities. You’re still in denial. You still naively link feigned geneality to constancy. intimacy and confidence in me and my deeds, proximity and full disclosure. You’re so terrified. You’re so mutilated. You come devalued.
28. 21:17 You cost me merely a whiskey tumbler and a compendium of ordinary words. One tear and one tear enough to alter your allegiances. You are malleable to the point of having no identity. I regret to say you crave my touch. You ask for my affection. You beg for it. I crave your information and unbridled faith. This is the deal. Here is my friendship. I say here’s here’s my caring. Here’s my tenderness and amity. Here’s my is a hug. I’m your parent. I’m your shrink. I’m your body. You cost me merely a whiskey tumbler and a compendium of ordinary words. One tear and one tear enough to alter your allegiances. You are malleable to the point of having no identity. I regret to say you crave my touch. You ask for my affection. You beg for it. I crave your information and unbridled faith. This is the deal. Here is my friendship. I say here’s here’s my caring. Here’s my tenderness and amity. Here’s my is a hug. I’m your parent. I’m your shrink. I’m your body.
29. 21:55 I’m your child. I’m your family. So go the words of this inaudible dialogue. Give me your utter blind trust. But limit it to one point only. Your money or your life. I need to know about your funds, the riddles of your boardroom, the access to your bank accounts, commercial secrets, your skeletons, some intimate detail, some fear, resurgent hatred, the envy that consumes. I don’t presume to be your confidant. Our sharing is confined to the pecuniary. I lull you into the relief that comes I’m your child. I’m your family. So go the words of this inaudible dialogue. Give me your utter blind trust. But limit it to one point only. Your money or your life. I need to know about your funds, the riddles of your boardroom, the access to your bank accounts, commercial secrets, your skeletons, some intimate detail, some fear, resurgent hatred, the envy that consumes. I don’t presume to be your confidant. Our sharing is confined to the pecuniary. I lull you into the relief that comes
30. 22:32 with much reduced demands. But you are an experienced businessman. Surely you recognize my tactics. Surely you employ them too. It is your fault if you fall in my trap. Attribute to your stupidities of destructiveness, distraction. I don’t know. And still you’re both seduced and tempted by me, though on condition of maintaining independent critical thinking, of which you are so proud. Well, your thinking is almost independent. There’s a tiny crack in your cerebral armor. I am there to with much reduced demands. But you are an experienced businessman. Surely you recognize my tactics. Surely you employ them too. It is your fault if you fall in my trap. Attribute to your stupidities of destructiveness, distraction. I don’t know. And still you’re both seduced and tempted by me, though on condition of maintaining independent critical thinking, of which you are so proud. Well, your thinking is almost independent. There’s a tiny crack in your cerebral armor. I am there to
31. 23:11 thrust right through it. I am ready to habituate you. I am in full control, you would say. So, where’s the threat? And truly I don’t consider myself as one. There truly there’s none. What there is in our exchange is certainty. The certitude I offer you throughout our game. Sometimes I even venture. I’m a crook to be avoided. You smile. You listen with your accidental manners. Head tilted oblquely. And when I’m finished warning you, you say, “But where does the danger lie? My trust in thrust right through it. I am ready to habituate you. I am in full control, you would say. So, where’s the threat? And truly I don’t consider myself as one. There truly there’s none. What there is in our exchange is certainty. The certitude I offer you throughout our game. Sometimes I even venture. I’m a crook to be avoided. You smile. You listen with your accidental manners. Head tilted oblquely. And when I’m finished warning you, you say, “But where does the danger lie? My trust in
32. 23:52 you is limited.” Indeed, it is limited, but it is there. I lurk awaiting your capitulation, inhabiting the margins, the twilight zone, twixed greed and paranoia. I am a viral premonition and invading a varicious membrane, a species. I’m preaching a gospel of death and resurrection. Your death, your rising from the dead, assuming the contours of my host, I abandon I abandon both myself and it. And in the process, you’re deformed by dissolution. There’s no restit. Not even for a day. I will never let you is limited.” Indeed, it is limited, but it is there. I lurk awaiting your capitulation, inhabiting the margins, the twilight zone, twixed greed and paranoia. I am a viral premonition and invading a varicious membrane, a species. I’m preaching a gospel of death and resurrection. Your death, your rising from the dead, assuming the contours of my host, I abandon I abandon both myself and it. And in the process, you’re deformed by dissolution. There’s no restit. Not even for a day. I will never let
33. 24:42 you. Never let you rest. You are addicted to my nagging, to my penetrating gaze, instinctive sympathy. You are haunted and hunted. I don’t let go. You’re engulfed. You’re cocooned. I’m a soulmate of eerie insight. You’re accepted and understood like never before. I am your unselfish acumen. I visiate myself for your minutest needs. I thrive on servitude. I live no doubt that my self-love is exceeded only by my love for you. I’m useful and you are a user. I’m available and you avail you. Never let you rest. You are addicted to my nagging, to my penetrating gaze, instinctive sympathy. You are haunted and hunted. I don’t let go. You’re engulfed. You’re cocooned. I’m a soulmate of eerie insight. You’re accepted and understood like never before. I am your unselfish acumen. I visiate myself for your minutest needs. I thrive on servitude. I live no doubt that my self-love is exceeded only by my love for you. I’m useful and you are a user. I’m available and you avail
34. 25:20 yourself. But haven’t you heard that there are no free lunches? My restaurant is classy, the prices most exorbitant. The invoices accumulate with every smile, with every word of reassurance. the bills with every anxious inquiry as to your health, with every sacrifice I make, however insubstantial. I keep accounts in my unstated books, and you rely on me for every double entry. The voices I instill in you are, he gives so so much of himself, though largely unrewarded. You feel sorry for me. You feel that you’re exploiting me. yourself. But haven’t you heard that there are no free lunches? My restaurant is classy, the prices most exorbitant. The invoices accumulate with every smile, with every word of reassurance. the bills with every anxious inquiry as to your health, with every sacrifice I make, however insubstantial. I keep accounts in my unstated books, and you rely on me for every double entry. The voices I instill in you are, he gives so so much of himself, though largely unrewarded. You feel sorry for me. You feel that you’re exploiting me.
35. 25:59 You feel ashamed, compelled to compensate. There’s a seed of Trojan guilt. I harp on it by mentioning others who deprive me. I count on you to do the rest. I’m an an eternal victim. There’s nothing more potent than egotistic love combined with raging culpability. I use and leverage my victimhood to reduce you to the state of an abuser. You are mine to do with as I wish because of your guilt and shame. It is your wish that I embody and possess. The vise is tightened. Now it’s time to You feel ashamed, compelled to compensate. There’s a seed of Trojan guilt. I harp on it by mentioning others who deprive me. I count on you to do the rest. I’m an an eternal victim. There’s nothing more potent than egotistic love combined with raging culpability. I use and leverage my victimhood to reduce you to the state of an abuser. You are mine to do with as I wish because of your guilt and shame. It is your wish that I embody and possess. The vise is tightened. Now it’s time to
36. 26:38 ponder whether to feed on you at once or maybe scavenge. You’re already dying in your mental carcass. I am grown an alien, a parasite life form. Invoking your immunity as I want to do, I will further make you ill. Conflict will erupt between your white cells and your black, the twin abodess of your awakened feelings. You hope against all odds that I’m your soulmate. Soulmate. How does it feel? This newly discovered solitude. Few days with me and you cannot recall. You cannot recall your loneliness. I’m ponder whether to feed on you at once or maybe scavenge. You’re already dying in your mental carcass. I am grown an alien, a parasite life form. Invoking your immunity as I want to do, I will further make you ill. Conflict will erupt between your white cells and your black, the twin abodess of your awakened feelings. You hope against all odds that I’m your soulmate. Soulmate. How does it feel? This newly discovered solitude. Few days with me and you cannot recall. You cannot recall your loneliness. I’m
37. 27:25 your best friend, but I cannot remember how it feels to be together. I cannot wave my loneliness. My my staunch companionship when I’m with you, it prospers and you must pay for that. I have no choice but to abscond with your possessions. I I repeat this. I have no choice but to abscond with your possessions lest I remain bereft with utmost ethics. I keep you well informed of these dynamics and you acknowledge my fragility which makes you deserous to solve my wounds. Now you you are my best friend but I your best friend, but I cannot remember how it feels to be together. I cannot wave my loneliness. My my staunch companionship when I’m with you, it prospers and you must pay for that. I have no choice but to abscond with your possessions. I I repeat this. I have no choice but to abscond with your possessions lest I remain bereft with utmost ethics. I keep you well informed of these dynamics and you acknowledge my fragility which makes you deserous to solve my wounds. Now you you are my best friend but I
38. 28:12 maintain the benefit of your surprise. The flowing motion always at an advantage over you. You’re interchangeable. I’m not. I cannot be replaced. As far as you’re concerned, you’re just one of many to me. You’re a loyal subject of your psychic state. While am I am a denison of eternal hunting grounds? No limits there. No boundaries. Only the nostrils quivering at the game, the surging musculature, the body fluids, the scent of decadence or fear. Sometimes the prey becomes a predator, maintain the benefit of your surprise. The flowing motion always at an advantage over you. You’re interchangeable. I’m not. I cannot be replaced. As far as you’re concerned, you’re just one of many to me. You’re a loyal subject of your psychic state. While am I am a denison of eternal hunting grounds? No limits there. No boundaries. Only the nostrils quivering at the game, the surging musculature, the body fluids, the scent of decadence or fear. Sometimes the prey becomes a predator,
39. 28:55 but only for a while. Admittedly, it’s possible. You might turn the tables on me. It may be a trap. But I know that you don’t want to. You crave to be hunted. At least when you hunted, you’re not alone. The orastic moment of my proverbial bullets penetrating willing flesh, the rape, the violation, the metaphorical blood and love. You are no longer satisfied with compromises. I am intensity. I am color newly introduced into your life. You want to die having experienced this eruption at least once. this passion for but only for a while. Admittedly, it’s possible. You might turn the tables on me. It may be a trap. But I know that you don’t want to. You crave to be hunted. At least when you hunted, you’re not alone. The orastic moment of my proverbial bullets penetrating willing flesh, the rape, the violation, the metaphorical blood and love. You are no longer satisfied with compromises. I am intensity. I am color newly introduced into your life. You want to die having experienced this eruption at least once. this passion for
40. 29:37 what is life without such infringement if not mere ripening concluding in decay and decomposition? What sets us human beings apart from beasts is our ability to selfdeceive to swindle others and ourselves. The rog’s advantage of a quarry is his capacity to have his lies transmuted till you believe them true. I trek the unpaved pathways between my truth and your delusions. What am I to you? What am I objectively? A fiend, an angel, a weak, disintegrating apparition, a triumphant tumor? I am devoid of conscience in my what is life without such infringement if not mere ripening concluding in decay and decomposition? What sets us human beings apart from beasts is our ability to selfdeceive to swindle others and ourselves. The rog’s advantage of a quarry is his capacity to have his lies transmuted till you believe them true. I trek the unpaved pathways between my truth and your delusions. What am I to you? What am I objectively? A fiend, an angel, a weak, disintegrating apparition, a triumphant tumor? I am devoid of conscience in my
41. 30:23 own reflection. This growth is of my making. It is a cause for mirth. My complex is binary, fight or flight. I’m well or ill. I should have been this way or I was led astray. It’s a black and white world. I’m the blinding murkiness that never sets, not even when I sleep. It overwhelms me too, but also renders me farsighted. It taught me my survival. Strike here you are struck. Abandon here you are trashed. Control here you are subjugated. Do it first. Do it fast. Do it strong. Okay. So what do you have to say now? own reflection. This growth is of my making. It is a cause for mirth. My complex is binary, fight or flight. I’m well or ill. I should have been this way or I was led astray. It’s a black and white world. I’m the blinding murkiness that never sets, not even when I sleep. It overwhelms me too, but also renders me farsighted. It taught me my survival. Strike here you are struck. Abandon here you are trashed. Control here you are subjugated. Do it first. Do it fast. Do it strong. Okay. So what do you have to say now?
42. 31:14 What do you say to it now? I told you everything. I haven’t said a word. But I still communicated. You knew it all before. You grasp how dire my need is for your blood, your hurt, your the traumatic coma that will follow. They say that one’s death bequiths another’s life. It is the most profound destination to will existence to your pining duplicates. How do I look? I’m plump. I’m short. My my face is uncontrived and smiling. I have a curious and endearing giggle. When I’m serious, I’m told I’m like a What do you say to it now? I told you everything. I haven’t said a word. But I still communicated. You knew it all before. You grasp how dire my need is for your blood, your hurt, your the traumatic coma that will follow. They say that one’s death bequiths another’s life. It is the most profound destination to will existence to your pining duplicates. How do I look? I’m plump. I’m short. My my face is uncontrived and smiling. I have a curious and endearing giggle. When I’m serious, I’m told I’m like a
43. 32:06 battered and deserted child. And this provokes in you an ancient cuddling instinct. When I’m proximate, your body and your soul are unrestrained, liberated. I watch you kindly. And the artificial lighting of this this magnificule lighting bounces off my glasses. My eyes are cradled in blackened pouches of withered skin. I draw your gaze by sighing sadly and rubbing them with weary hands. You incline your body. You gulp the puant libation and you sign the document. Then leaning back, you shut your battered and deserted child. And this provokes in you an ancient cuddling instinct. When I’m proximate, your body and your soul are unrestrained, liberated. I watch you kindly. And the artificial lighting of this this magnificule lighting bounces off my glasses. My eyes are cradled in blackened pouches of withered skin. I draw your gaze by sighing sadly and rubbing them with weary hands. You incline your body. You gulp the puant libation and you sign the document. Then leaning back, you shut your
44. 32:50 exhausted eyes, depleted. There is no doubt. You realize that you’ve committed an error. It’s not too late. The document lies there on the table. It’s ready for the tearing. You can snatch it, molest it, remove it from existence. But you don’t. You refrain. You will not do it. You will not obliterate the deed of your execution. Instead, you say, “Another drink.” I smile. My chubby cheeks and wire glasses sparkle. No thanks, I say. I think I’ve had too many. exhausted eyes, depleted. There is no doubt. You realize that you’ve committed an error. It’s not too late. The document lies there on the table. It’s ready for the tearing. You can snatch it, molest it, remove it from existence. But you don’t. You refrain. You will not do it. You will not obliterate the deed of your execution. Instead, you say, “Another drink.” I smile. My chubby cheeks and wire glasses sparkle. No thanks, I say. I think I’ve had too many.