Flesh, Blood and Bone

[izmeina]

I've just realized that you don't have to KILL someone to create a Horcrux

Just keep repeating the same Big Lie
Over and over until they believe it.
Long enough and loud enough until it seeps into their ears,
Makes its way to their heart
and from there to every single pore of skin, every single cell.
Until it resides in every strand of their  DNA.

Then they are yours forever.

That’s when their bone becomes your bone.
Upon this rock you will build your empire.

Their flesh becomes your flesh.
Willingly given to serve the worthy cause of your self aggrandisement.

Their blood becomes your blood.
Just there for the taking.
Their life force becomes your ever replenishing source of supply
Nourishing your narcissist's soul and giving you such special energy

And the poor suckers never suspect a thing.
Because they don’t believe that magic is real.



But sometimes shit happens.

Your tasty reliable supply of Soylent Green
Somehow  transforms itself into cloves of  garlic.
And poisons you.
Slowly but surely


Your end.

Comments

Re: Out of the Darkness

[catness]

Would I guess if it was the Grinch? I thought at first it was about politics (propaganda), but then started to get the vibe of it being closer to home, because you've been mentioning the Grinch quite a lot lately, and maybe it was the combination of "your flesh", "your blood", and "narcissist". And then the tag gave it away for sure :)

So the surgery was kind of a Rite of Passage for you! Getting rid of the cancerous lump not only physically but spiritually. Of course you did all the groundwork already, with the court order, and a damn good job, too. Yay for the return of the Muse, and the Yellow brick road to the Emerald City? :) (Elphaba is back with a vengeance ;)

Re: Out of the Darkness

[izmeina]

It's funny. I'd been enjoying my Grinch free life (well as Grinch free as it's possible to be while unwittingly hosting an active psychic link. A bit like the Dark Materials Daemons. Definitely NOT a Patronus.

But the business of extending the restraining order loomed large. I was so lucky I listened to Daisy who told me to check it out. I had naively assumed that the default position was automatic renewal.

So the very first item on my post op to do list was to go to the court and find out.

It turns out it is possible to do all this online but only via an agency such as Legal Aid or a domestic violence advocacy organisation. That counts me out.

The more I think about the verge murder, the more convinced I am that the Grinch was behind it. Especially the timing. I guess he wanted me to ring and demand an explanation.

Of course I was upset. But not totally devastated like I would have been only 3 weeks ago.

I am now more emotionally detached. All the usual buttons no longer work.

Of course I'm going to Build Back Better

I've already picked up some lavender, frangipanis & assorted succulents at some school and church fetes.

It's possible some of the leaf babies may grow back from the roots. Oz weeds are tough little buggers.
The acacia that the neighbours nuked - sawed off the stem, it's sprouting new leaves again.


I've got a CAT scan the day after the court hearing.

That could be interesting.