Hidden Danger
The predatory lion will watch from the grass at the wildebeest gathered at the edge of the river of the watering hole. He is waiting for his moment to strike, to pick off one of the herd which has foolishly strayed from the protection of the herd. Once that beast has ventured into the range of the waiting lion its fate has been sealed. Much like the empathic individual who has recklessly wandered back into the sphere of influence of the waiting narcissist who is ready to perform a Hoover, the wildebeest is just moments away from being captured and meeting a grisly fate. The narcissist and the hunting lion share several similarities. We are predators, kings of our environments and noble. We have the edge on the lion however. He may be able to sit unnoticed amidst the dried out grassland, his coat blending in with the sun-scorched yellows, ochres and browns, but once he makes his move and breaks cover, his intended target has a chance. It may only be a slim window of opportunity to escape this savage beast but there is an opportunity nevertheless. I am sure the proud feline would welcome being able to stroll right into that pack of waiting wildebeest, mingle with them, move about them and then strike without any of the creatures noticing that one of their number has been taken down. He can wander freely around as he takes his prey and never break cover. That is where we hold the advantage over the lion. We are able to move amongst our prey, unnoticed and even welcomed as we study and observe, choosing our moment to strike again and again and again.
With such a spectacular cloaking ability we are able to choose the choicest environments in order to ensnare an empath, super-empath or co-dependent. Just like the wildebeest that congregate at a watering hole, providing a target-rich environment for the lion, we seek out those places where we know that we will find plenty of empathic individuals and thus our quest for prime, potent fuel meets with victory. Accordingly as an empathic individual you will be well aware of the places where there are many of your kind. Those environments which require those who care, protect and nurture are prime locations for us to infiltrate and gorge on the victims that mill around us. Charities, hospitals, schools, animal rescue shelters, homeless shelters and domestic violence refuges are just some examples of the places where we will worm our way in. We have little difficulty in doing this. As you know, we are masters of mimicry with our unrivalled ability to take on the traits and abilities of others. Although empathy is an alien feeling to us we are easily able to exhibit the ways of the empath. We spend so much time amongst your kind that we know what to say, how to look and what to do so that we pass unchallenged amongst your ranks. Moreover, the thrusting dynamism that we bring, our charismatic leadership and motivational skills are highly prized in such caring places. The hard-hearted captain of industry may see finance, law, accountancy, technology and the like as ‘sexier’ environments in which to prosper but all of the above places I have mentioned where one finds a higher proportion of empathic individuals than usual have their rewards. The executives of charities are well remunerated, the leaders of hospital trusts invariably have flittering CVs and various honours attached to their names. These sectors need thrusting individuals alongside the care givers in order to ensure that the organisation is effective. This suits us perfectly. Our driven natures, our sense of entitlement and grandiose behaviour is just what is required for those top roles. Couple this with our chameleon like ability to feign that we care and that we are empathic means we ease into the charitable and caring sectors with unchallenged ease.
These environments not only provide us with plenty of succulent empaths to feast on but they present us with opportunities for easy wins. We can dazzle and shine, using our ambition to progress where others are more concerned about the delivery of care as opposed to clambering up the career ladder. These organisations need a dynamic hand on the tiller (us) combined with the delivery of caring services (you). The fact that there are empaths on tap for us to hunt down is serendipity indeed. Thus, next time you look around the management at your hospital or you are sat in a meeting with a committee of trustees for your charity there is every chance that one of our kind is sat there, lurking in the grassland, sliding a forked-tongue across those sharp, sharp teeth.
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At first I was gonna go with some smart assery comment but, I’ll keep it real. I am ambidextrous. I have the eye thing too and my Dad is a Narcissist. Oh and he can beat up your Dad too.
That’s nothing to boast about, my father is dead.
Was it an Act of God? My Father is an Elite don’t you know.
I’m sorry Mr. Tudor ❤
ABB
Whats the eye thing?
Somebody above said that they had a huge difference in their vision, but that their body compensated. Of course the body compensates. That is what the body does, trys to correct or works with what it has. I have extreme differences in my vision. It is genetic. Only the females and it switches eyes each generation. I am left eye dominant and write with my right hand predominantly. I use my left hand for anything on the left and right hand for right side. Like with make up. Do left side with left hand, right side with right hand. Ambidextrous.
Pink robes and gold chains, oh my! What abt gas masks?!
No gas masks. Would prohibit kool-aid drinking.
Lol!! 😂
All these commenters are HG. He’s making up fake emails and commenting on his own shit. Lol good one bro. Good one.
So the extension of your logic means that you are me as well then, which you know is not the case, so you have shown your own comment to be incorrect. That demonstrates how much veracity can be attached to your comments.
Well when I put my hand on an extremely hot lid covering a vat this morning (not knowing someone left it on last night) told me I am real
Once again HG you make a valid point…
👏
I invariably do, thank you AAD.
Pretty sure I am real. *prods & pokes at self*
Yup – real!
Mona I am not disappointed we are all unique, some of us have been shunned for this uniqueness.
My thoughts of HG, he is unique for many reasons that have nothing to do with his disorder as you put it, I see it as he has a different perspective of life and is enlightening many to it.
You don’t know me or my story so jumping to thinking I would be disappointed comes across as assuming I would be
First mistake is always assumption
Second is expectation
*in chanty unison *
“We are all HG Hannah. HG is us. Join us. Join us.”
That was rather good.
all connected to ONE
Thank you. It’s all for you.
Oh can we wear robes! Can they be pink?
I think we are naked with gold wrist and ankle bracelets connected by gold chains.
😮😮 Oh I need to get this diet sorted then! 24ct I presume!
*24k magic – Bruno Mars playing in background *
*Me and you Flickatina in spin class*
Me: I am too old for this crap .
You: Yes let the millennials stand in front, we’ll hide in back.
*high fives*
Me: Wanna go get donuts?
You mean donuts and Jack Daniels of course….
FLICKATINA and ABB
Make sure to cover up with a face cloth to stay warm when you pass out.
OOOOHHH!
I love the naked and chains!
Will the real slim shady please stand up, please stand up
Hannah, are you one of HG’s exes by chance? You seem to have much hatred towards him.
No she isn’t.
Woops….I turned and the lion was on my right, not my left. 😏
Creepy creepy lion! I felt like that widerbeast. Sitting, chatting to a friend, chairs slightly on an angle to each other, in the back yard at a function. After awhile I turned to my right. From the corner of my eye I saw him. That lion, sitting right next to me on my left! He SOMEHOW walked across the lawn, to where I was, unbeknown to me and sat RIGHT THERE!! Mr Invisible! Waiting for me, the wilderbeast to notice him, so to send me into a whirl wind of anxiety and panic. It wasnt easy to stay completely calm but I did. With my drink on the ground I got up and left. No attention given. NONE!!! It was bad ending to a great function. But I guess he knew that now, didnt he?
The only ambidextrous person I’ve ever known was my father, also a narcissist. Interesting.
Interesting yet I grew up in a family of natcissit and then married into a far worse one and never have i encounter another. I will say this ability has benefited me when working with doctors I could move from side to side depending if they were right handed or lefted handed
Support groups of all kinds seem to be good hiding places.
Twelve step groups especially seem to attract predators
although I’ve seen them pop up in group therapy venues as
well. A very good reminder!
Ok so the archives is an unusual place to do the fandango hg? Is it Ok to call you hg or do you prefer Mr tudor?
HG, are you ambidextrous from birth or was it acquired?
From birth, I emerged with forbidden fruits in one hand and sweet temptation in the other Anteah.
You came fully prepared to conquer now didn’t you HG
Correct.
you are perfection
Hehe🙊
How many empaths do you know that are ambidextrous?
I do find that very interesting as to not many people I know are, makes you even more unique in my eyes.
None.
In a way you have HG. I am.
I never thought anything of it till he started making comments about it. It made me very conscious about it, and I started to hide it. Thank you
Twilight, I must disappoint you and HG. I am ambidextrous too. And I am the “owner” of two totally different eyes. It is not the colour, but the vision. My doctor was surprised. He said, that I must have problems with balance and other things. But my brain does correct it all. (Because of my different eyes I never used glasses.)
All I want to say is HG is as unique as we are too. And if you compare him to other Narcissists, he is not special at all. HG is only a person with a personal disorder and I admit a very good writer. That is a special skill. But everyone has one.
I have my doubts as to HG actually writing all of these articles. If you take a quick look at old posts, versus others, the style and comprehension of them change, then go back to ‘the same old routine’. Narcs cannot work alone- they always need support, someone to ‘mommy’ them. They ALWAYS need a Controller in their lives (HG refers to a Controller as ‘fuel”), no matter what they are doing. I am sure there is a Controller just like this, helping HG with his blogs.
You are entitled to your opinion Al but you are wrong. It is all my work.
AL
Well you’ve cracked it. Marilyn Monroe helps HG out in the mornings once shes finished wirh JFK and Elvis. They are the minions he refers to. I mean nobody REALLY believes their dead right? (Wink wink).
Clever bunny.
Al: And here I was thinking that I still didn’t understand narcs. 😉
I’m an empath and I’m ambidextrous x
HG are you left or right handed?
I’m ambidextrous.
My heart just skipped a beat. ❤
Pmsl X
Of course you are, thanks for the giggle (whispers -you lefty! )
Lord Longsword
Huh. So you can rub one out with either hand while holding the remote in the other. That does make you unique.
NA I just spit my coffee all over my desk
Thanks for that imagery my brain is now officially in the gutter for the day.
That was bloody funny NarcAngel….how am I supposed to work with that image in my head!
Oh aye, fine hunting grounds.
Do you think that a narc would want to staff his company with more of his kind?
I have heard anecdotes to that effect.
I think they were mid-rangers who didn’t really know what they were.
A Greater would do so, indeed.
May I ask what the advantages of employing fellow brethren are?
Knowing how they are likely to behave, exploiting their need for fuel to get something that we want, using them as a blunt instrument.
Oh nice, thanks for your reply.
Do you enjoy ‘Game of Thrones’?
I do, albeit I got out of the habit of watching it in series three so I’m way behind.
I actually stopped watching it around season three because I found it to be a bit too extreme. I might try again sometime.
Hi brian! Nice to see a male looking to learn from HG!
Thank You, this is a very useful blog to understand what the heck is going on 🙂
Yw brian. You will find much healing here on the blog!
Ha yes. I used to refer to those lions in the committee room at the nonprofit in which I work as the “plastic” men. Ken dolls that are tall, tanned, have bleached teeth and high end suits…if you knock on there chest you can hear the echo 😉 Their words are Smooth and voices soft velvet, like the skin on their hands. And they make really effective ploys to those philanthropists that wish a nice tax deductible and medal of “good heartedness”
Indy
I think you meant to say they make really effective life sized love dolls. No?
Wildebeest HG? Wildebeest?
*flounces off*