Scenting Blood
In our engagement with our appliances and especially with our primary sources, we are repeatedly seeking to extract fuel. We have been designed to draw those fuel providers into our grasp, from the colleagues that we work with, the relevant family members and friends so that rather than surround ourselves with appliances of limited function we ensure that all those who are attached to us are likely to provide us with fuel. As I have explained before, we like to preserve our energy and operate in an efficient and effective fashion. As part of that approach we like to ascertain if we can scent fuel in our interactions with you, in the same way that a shark smells blood in the ocean and knows that a bigger prize awaits. There are certain responses that you provide that immediately tell us that there is more fuel ready to be extracted. Just as how a tiny nick on your leg may cause droplets of blood to fall and be smelt by the predatory shark, there are certain things that you will say to us that tells us that we should dive straight in and seize the advantage. There are comments that you will make which indicates to us that you are holding a reservoir of fuel just under the surface and all we need to do is slice you open and gorge on that waiting fuel. Your response tells us that your emotion is there, just a few moments away from being extracted, seized and gathered, so that rather than attend to something else we are best served by focusing our efforts on you.
It is akin to staring at a vast body of water behind a glass partition. We want that body of water to come gushing forward, engulfing us and cascading over us. We do not wish to dedicate the time to hammering away at this toughened glass in the hope of eventually making it crack. We do not want to expend our energy chiselling and drilling but instead we want to find the weak spot. We want to identify that flaw, that weakness, that opening, which means that with the careful application of pressure, the edifice will shatter and the water will come surging over us in an instant. You are no different. You are filled with fuel. That is why we chose you. You might be a co-dependent super tanker of fuel that requires the hull to be holed, you may be a super empathic fuel well which just needs to be drilled or an empathic fuel pump where one pinprick in the hose will allow the fuel to spurt out. You are a walking fuel depot and at times we can do just one thing, say one thing and the fuel will come fountaining from you, shooting out of you, gushing from you, ready for us to suck it all up, gorging on your delicious and potent fuel and drinking deep of your vast resources.
It is you that gives us the indication that you are ready to flow with fuel, that the dam can easily be breached and once you provide that indication to us, it only takes a small amount of pressure, a modicum of application and the most straightforward of manipulations to cause you to burst and we gain so much fuel. You are teetering on the brink of providing the fuel, it is almost spilling over there is so much of it and you tell us that it is there, often in just one sentence and then we apply the pressure and the geyser erupts.
These indications are applicable to both positive fuel and negative fuel. The comments in themselves will provide some slight amount of fuel but they are indicators, gateways telling us that in that moment there is a whole host of additional fuel ready to be tapped and it is easy to do so. This is why when you provide us with the positive indicators we dive in and invite you to expand on the point that you have made, the comments that you have shared because we know that there is more behind what you have said and we want it. It becomes even more evident when with the negative indicators. These really are a green light for us to satiate our fuel lust in the way that a pugilist would satisfy his bloodlust. You have waved the key in front of us through your comment and we will focus on that comment and what it signifies in order to get at the fuel that is hoarded behind it.
Should you say them to us you should be aware that you have just telegraphed that there is fuel to be gained and whatever we might have been doing will be forgotten as we turn and fix our eyes on you. Like the cruising shark, the scent of blood has been detected and easy and satisfying prey is well within reach. Our cold jaws will be clenched around you as we puncture you and begin to slurp on the surfeit of fuel. What then are these indicators, what should you be aware of what is it that you say which tells us that there is fuel ready and waiting to be extracted, exploited and consumed?
The Positive Indicators
- I love you
- How did you manage to do that?
- There is nobody like you.
- Where did you get that shirt from?
- That was amazing.
- That is an outstanding result.
- I could listen to you talk for hours.
- I could kiss you forever.
- I would die for you.
- I cannot imagine being anywhere else right now other than with you.
- I have finally found what I have been searching for.
- If I died now, it would not matter.
- I don’t know what I would do without you.
- I would do anything for you.
- I belong to you.
The Negative Indicators
- Where have you been?
- I hate you right now.
- Don’t leave me.
- Why must you hurt me like this?
- Who is she?
- I just need to feel loved.
- I miss you still.
- Is that it?
- What about me?
- You are being unfair.
- Please listen to me.
- Don’t shout at me.
- I don’t understand.
- Please talk to me.
- Please stop.
- I need to sleep.
- Please be reasonable.
- It is my birthday.
- Please, for my sake, just do it.
- You are scaring me now.
Let the feeding frenzy commence.
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Ugh. All those statements are borne from honesty. So I need to just remain neutral. Eh, I don’t care. I’m tired of being open anyway lol Gets me nowhere.
I just started a new job recently, and I am working in narc-infested waters.
Thanks to HG, I am having a blast. I am going around assuming that all of the men are narcs and I just do not care. I am so well-armed, knowing their tricks, and knowing that I do not desire any of them, especially if they are narcs.
I am working in freedom because I don’t need any validation from any of them. I don’t need them to notice me or to talk to me. And when they do, I am totally playing along and thinking, “Keep trying, Mister. You ain’t getting anywhere with me.” It’s so much fun!
Hg I think it’s time I found out what kind of Empath I am or if I actually am one yikes .
Kiki❤️
I agree, you know what to do.
Dearest HG: Looking at that list, I feel embarrassed. Plus, I know that my accent is a lure for men, anyway. So, I will speak less in my offline life. Poor Lorelei. Wearing a mask is so uncomfortable for you to have to do. Hopefully being quiet will fix things for me. However, you have a larger dilemma.
I don’t even have to say anything. I just walk in a room! I seem to have a bad case of “fuel expression.”
You are far from alone in that regard Lorelei.
What’s the fix??
No contact. Or a mask!
It’s facial expression oriented?
Your facial expression amongst other matters provides fuel when physically proximate.
Maybe I’ll stop bathing!
Hahaha! I don’t think even not bathing would bother some narcissists, as long as the fuel is there.
The losers. There is someone for everyone!
Sounds like some of the guys at that chess club that I once joined to learn to play chess. Some of those guys: Whew!
Wow to the list hg once again a perfect reading
Thank you.
“Where did you get that shirt from?” ???
Shows interest, especially in a work situation.
I like this very much, it makes it simple, and easier to understand by describing it as – staring at a vast body of water behind a glass partition- and looking for the weakest spot to tap into it, and that comments are like waving a key in front of them, and an invitation I guess too. The shirt is a little funny to me since that’s just small talk and proud chatting skill above the weather, but I guess it shows I noticed? I can carry this picture with me in my mind at all times of us being a vast water behind a glass partition. It makes the manipulations more basic too as not as much about evil as they are just the tools to tap through the glass.
I know narcissists have issues, that if I speak or joke with them the same as I would anyone else, that it might wound them unintentionally because they take it the wrong way. I know I have to be the bigger one and understand their traits, but I also have to fear them as sharks scenting blood, rubbing against me to taste before attacking and devouring me.
I understand why they have a need to do it, but I’m still disgusted. I’ve come full circle and still feel like I woke up in the twilight zone or wish I could wake up from a bad dream. Predator and prey, I didn’t know nothing’s safe even in the suburbs.
The narc will see me then go silent. I will wait several days then make a simple comment such as…. you must be feeling better. I won’t bother you. Have a nice day my Lion.
Then he will call me and say…. why do you have to do that !!! I know what you really mean!!! You make me so MAD!!! I tell him I didn’t want to bother him because I figured he had his work to catch up on since he had not been feeling good earlier in the week. Anything I say he turns it into bad just to upset me and I fuel him by trying to explain my simple innocent comment.
Oh HG , am I correct in feeling this is where he is sucking negative fuel from me by triggering me to try to explain my innocent statements to him?
I feel like he does this because it takes little energy from him and takes lots of energy and fuel from me.
Your comments feel to him (unconsciously) that you are controlling him and therefore he has to respond in the manner he does to assert control over you and gain fuel. He does not see your pleasant intent because he has a different perspective to you, Jean.
Wow. Now I get it. I would do similar things, make sure to “not bother” the Narcx. He would get so upset and say things, “I didn’t tell you to leave me alone. Stop assuming the nature of my intent or my actions. Blah. Blah. Blah.”
Of course, when I didn’t anticipate his needs, that was an error on my part, too.
So glad to be be out of that. Thank you for disengaging from me, Narcx!
All of it. I’ve said every one.
Thank you HG, I’m learning so much.
You are welcome.