Darkness
Do you feel the darkness as it coils about you? Do you see those midnight black tendrils as they slither towards you? Do you recognise that encroaching cloak of nothingness as it begins to wrap around you? Do you see how the inky murk blots out parts of your life as your friends become obscured by the gathering darkness? Have you any idea what is waiting for you in the shade as the pools of despair begin to form at your feet? Can you feel the icy embrace as the levels of gloom start to rise, swallowing you up bit by bit? Are you aware of the advancing chasm as it swallows up your family, wrenching them away from you consigning them to oblivion? The engulfing darkness causes them to vanish and even their desperate cries and shouts become muffled and then extinguished. Do you remember what held your interest before this fog arrived? Can you recall those hobbies and past times that entertained you and gave you a sense of who you were as you enjoyed engaging in them and with other people? Can you or is the fog too thick so that you doubt if you ever did undertake them at all? Have you noticed how the air has become thicker and cloyed with poison or do you breathe it in oblivious to the toxicity that comes with it? Are you aware how the twilight has percolated into your ears so that everything you hear has become twisted and distorted? Do you recognise what is patently before you or do the shadowy shapes and figures make little sense when they once did? Have you realised that your words have become dust in your mouth as the fur of the darkness fills your mouth and slides down your throat, strangling the sounds you try to make? Do you feel the icy embrace of this impenetrable wall of darkness which advances to you and over you? Do you recognise this glacier of despair as it slides over you, subsuming you and sucking you deep inside, preserving you in a dark, icy tomb? Do you even see your reflection in the mirror anymore or has that become masked in darkness too, the glass dulled so that everything becomes obscured and shows something else entirely? Do you see those shades which come and torment you, their sinewy fingers pulling at you as they strip you piece by piece of what you are? Do you observe these wraiths as they devour you, sucking what you are into their dark maws? How does it feel as this corrupting night brings permanent darkness to your world? Do you see how nothing grows anymore when touched by the gloomy taint? Do you smell that foul stench which accompanies this unending blanket of murk? The acrid fumes which waft into your nostrils and eradicate anything sweet and pleasant. Do you notice how your tongue lies flat and useless in your mouth, little more than a cold slab? Do you even acknowledge how everything tastes like ash? Do you feel the leaden weight of this darkness pulling at you, slowing you and seeking to engulf you? Do you recognise how it prevents you from breaking free, this glue-like morass which has fastened on to you and will not yield? Do you notice the fatigue that now wraps around you, leeching at your energy and vitality? Do you hear anything other than the whispers of malevolent control that rattle about your beleaguered brain? Do you know who you are or has this vast amorphous darkness eradicated your sense of being? Do you remember what it was to feel uplifted, joyous and happy or have you become accustomed to the flat, perilous embrace of this total darkness? Do you even feel anything anymore other or has the cosseting black cloud anaesthetised you, numbing and freezing? Do you feel the darkness? No, you never do. You never see the darkness until you have seen the light.
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Some of us were born into this darkness, what chance did we even have? How do we get to the light? To know nothing of normalcy, except that it was only given to others, how do we even know what to reach for, where to even start? It would be so easy to just not try. But, I will not allow them to defeat me.
Twilight
I thanked HG, aka Lucifer, for the gift of light on ” A Fearful Terror” posted on June 12th. And I pulled these words from “I Want” posted on May 29th, copying and pasting them into my response to Indy. Essentially, I prayed for and received salvation from HG.
“I want you to pray for salvation from me. I want you to seek salvation at my hand.”
It is a bit surreal.
K
Lol HG/Lucifer
Many similarities
Yet what he is doing here is …
Reguardless of what his reasons behind starting this the side effect is gaining momentum and IMO is the beginning of change.
Even evil can bring light. Or show the way out of the darkness.
The word evil is live spelled backwards
No different then listen and silent, just a rearrangement of letters, yet when one is silent they can listen or when listening they are silent. It is in those moments a choice is made to react or respond. Usually subconsciously made, many listen to answer and not listen to understand.
Such is the ways of different perspectives.
I do know energy is the one thing that is neither good or evil, it is how one uses it that determines which direction it flows. It has to move and only one way with both a positive and negative, to much of either and things become stale and unproductive.
We need both to survive.
Yes HG does bring a salvation,
I am sorry I am running with my thoughts, yet finding this therapeutic at the moment.
Twilight
Run with your thoughts and don’t apologize. One of my comments to you is still in moderation and I should have written the authors name regarding the above quotes, Jackson McKenzie wrote psychopath free. I don’t want to live in an echo chamber or safe space so I welcome ALL questions. They make you think. I believe in negative and positive energy, but lately I have been wondering more and more about good and evil, light and dark, & yin and yang. I think I need to put Evil on my summer reading list. This forum is very therapeutic and I got your 6.
K
Evil is a definite must read.
Lol I am suppose to be studying for my food handlers certification on Thursday and here I am
Guilty of reading HGs work. lol maybe answers like word salad and gaslighting will work on it.
Thank you, K.
Mmm…do you feel your own dark energy or energies in general, HG?
I used to feel darkness follow me when I lived in my childhood home and rural town. It had a dark history. Like a dark cloud. My sister felt this too. Never have I felt such in a person, except that one man I dated 3 times that I referenced here that I believe was a very high functioning psychopath/sociopath. That draw was intense (moth to flame), yet also calmly terrifying. Calm, cool, and charmingly Lethal. Hypnotic eyes, like a cobra. These are rare energies for me. I have felt them more with land/structures than individuals.
Now, the more common energy I do feel with toxic folks is that of emptiness, or a suction with no give. I get worn unless I protect myself by limiting my time with them. That was my experience with the narcissist I last was with, the midranger.
At first it wasn’t this empty suction, but with time it increased. Occasionally, laser beam anger, which burned. I had to leave. It was too much. Exhausting.
Darkness and light are never separate from one another, I believe. They coexist and are only separate in a dichotomous existence of labels. Perhaps the battle we engage is only because of our perspective that they are separate. (I do not condone abuse and the horrors of such and the damage left. Please, do not mistake my processing, just a more philosophical thought on this, a spiritual journey perhaps)
Beautifully written and filled with exquisite dark imagery.
But you will come to see that the psychopath is something that your heart can never light up. And you will try. The light inside of you began to fade away as this person consumed your every single thought. The light could not transform his behavior, so instead it started to absorb it, growing dimmer every day. The psychopath has no soul; they are barred from the spiritual world. They have no place there and that is why they hate empathic beings.-psychopath free
K
I find it interesting you say the pyscopath has no entry to the spiritual realm,
I am going to go in a more religious tone for a moment.
Lucifer was the morning star giving many gifts until he decided he wanted to rule and so the fall happened and he became a ruler in his own right, still holding all that was originally given. It is in the way it is used that makes it “evil”.
He is now known as the Father of lies.
K
I may be wrong on the morning star, I need to go back and check my facts but the fact is Lucifer was given many gifts, it is the way he uses them that make them “evil” saying they can not go into the spiritual plane I don’t believe is true, I do believe there are areas they are forbidden in and have no access to. There is a reason why spiritual empaths are not ensnared often.
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You never see the darkness until you have seen the light. Very true statement HG.
It was in the darkness a choice was made – DFA
Your writing is so very clever. I have seen the darkness, but now I live in the light. Never do I want to encounter the narc experience again. Once is enough, wait. Actually it was twice, no wait it was much more than that. My Awakening has made me complete. I knew something was not right, like part of me was missing. Not anymore. Maybe I have something to thank the narcs of late for the familiarity they brought. Now it is all a distant memory. Forever.