Searching

SEARCHING

 

You spend your time searching. Searching for the one who will fulfil that desire of complete happiness, the one who will be your match, the one who accords with being the soulmate, the one who completes you, the ying to your yang, the one who makes everything alright again. The one who will wipe away those tears of sadness and bring to you the tears of joy and elation. The one who will always be there, come hell or high water.

The one who creates that world that you have always craved. The one who chases away the shadows and keeps the wolf from the door. The one who loves you for what you are and does not seek to change you. You search for the one who wants to be with you but will not complain when there is enforced absence. The one who never forgets the important milestones in your lives but never remembers the times when matters do not quite go to plan.

The one who will ensure your memories live on in the raising of others. The one who will not turn from you but will lift you up and rely on you also. The one who will take your hand and hold it tight no matter what storms come your way. The one who wakes with you and smiles that special smile. The one who lays their lips against yours as the day ends and night engulfs the land.

The one who knows you inside out and cherishes everything you have to offer the world. The one who understands you and wants to understand you. The one who embraces your flaws and imperfections and does not use them against you. The one who looks into your eyes and desires what they see there. The one who will not judge you, will not hold your errors against you but who will hold you as the world may collapse around you and the one who will say your name with their dying breath.

You spend your time searching for a sign. An indicator that will give you the answers. Something on which you can hang hope, that imposter, in order to solve the mystery that you are now faced with. Something that will enable you to unravel the puzzle that has emerged every day and has your mind twisted, thoughts stretched and contorted. You are searching for the truth, your slavish devotion to such a concept is honourable indeed and you must find that truth and hold it high for all to see.

You must locate it and raise it up above to ensure that everybody knows of it. You must find the solution, you must identify the panacea that shall cure all these ills, for you are a fixer, a solver, a healer. You search and search for explanation, enlightenment and elucidation. You are hunting high and low for the reason to something which seems unfathomable. Your search will lead you into dead ends, frustrating cul-de-sacs and along treacherous and perilous routes where your bewilderment is only heightened.

Your search for clarity amongst the confusion appears to be never-ending. You may be blessed with an indefatigable spirit which enables you to carry way beyond the endurance of others as this search continues. There are clues, but they dance away from you like an elusive will o the wisp, leaving you blundering after it, as you are led further into the quagmire of disturbing befuddlement.

You search for the antidote to the pain that engulfs you each and every day. Some salve to soothe your fevered brow, a medicine that will numb the pain and bring the cure. You search for an end to the hurt. An end to the misery that sweeps about you, its chains heavy and rusting, making you stoop and cutting you to the core. Dragging you down with its hatred, the horror and the malevolence so you fall to your knees.

You crawl across the barren land, hands pricked from the thorns that grow across your path as wearied and beaten down you drive yourself on searching for a way out. You sob with frustration as your draining journey reveals that you have gone around in a circle and you stare with disbelieving eyes at your own handprints in the dust, realisation crashing into you that your endeavours have all been for naught.

You search for the Holy Grail that will grant you release from this torture, the answer to every question which gnaws at your terrified mind, the oil that will calm the troubled waters allowing your passage across the emotional sea to become easier allowing you to reach the promised land. You search for the key which will unlock the huge gate that looms over you, the opening of the portal that will enable you to escape this horror which surrounds you and has become woven into the tapestry of your every day. You search and search, fooled by the charlatans that offer respite only to whisk it away at the last moment, wrenching it from your grasp.

You search and search for a way out of the nightmare, idiots and clowns suggesting they have the route mapped out for you, but they know little or nothing, well-intentioned or otherwise they are not the ones who will be able to end your search. You search and search for the final destination that will finally grant you release. There are options which may bring this horror show to an end, the dropping of the final curtain but whilst you contemplate that, deep within you there is that will to overcome what torments you and to avoid failing and seeking that alternative exit. That way is not for you.

You must conclude your search. You must achieve it and as that truth seeker your search continues.

You wish to reach the end and it is an end which gives you the absolute truth, the clearest of answers which thus enables you to seize the power to create that which serves your needs once again.

The answers that will sweep aside the darkness and enable you to step into the light once more, a champion of perseverance and a titan of determination.

So, day after day after day, you search.

Your search ends here.

The Holy Grail teaches you deliverance over ruin.

11 thoughts on “Searching

  1. Asp Emp says:

    How apt.

    “Your search ends here” = KTN is here.

    “The Holy Grail teaches you deliverance over ruin” = HG teaches how to free yourself from the grips of the narcissist(s).

    1. HG Tudor says:

      Correct.

  2. lickemtomorrow says:

    I like the image of the Holy Grail. And the notion of the quest we are on in search of love and truth.

    Things that cannot be found with the narcissist.

    So, we must be delivered from this false belief. Who better to deliver us?

  3. December Infinity says:

    I like it, the search for the Holy Grail. Deliverance over ruin.

  4. Pamela says:

    However that being said, I’m moving on. There is another man interested in me here. I wish you the best of luck.

    1. HG Tudor says:

      You did not move on for long, you commented again within a matter of minutes. Enjoy your new Twitter chum. I know.

      1. Eternity says:

        HG, that’s a good one ! Love it !

  5. Eternity says:

    Searching for answers is what I did all these years. Then I found HG.!

  6. Pamela says:

    Champions also have to fight first in order to win, my dearest codependent fawner. I know that you’re flirting with God and Jesus and that your past has been riddled with nightmare and tragedy, but Jesus is the only one who can fix your situation and get rid of Weinstein and Robbins. I know your not dumb and I don’t think you are. I think you’re trapped in a closet with 2 dipshits. I fight them, it’s in my blood. You fawn because they came across as genuine friends to you. It’s not really your fault. I want to get you free from their nets and let you go free.
    Don’t be depressed. I forbid you to be depressed.You know you’re not alone.

    1. Lala says:

      Jesus and God can’t fix anything about anyone’s situations. Only you can fix them yourself and if you have a loyal friend and family dynamic around you for support (the ones the narcissist hasn’t gotten rid of yet at least)

      Narc assists lack cranial intellect usually though their egos lead them to believe otherwise and it’s always easiest to attack their superiority complex and even more so when they realize that you don’t have an inferiority complex hindering your judgment.

  7. Asp Emp says:

    Ok – I have not. Yet. Read This Post In Full. Yet.

    I’m gonna Argue. Not Argue. Here. A. Narcissist. Is. Also. Searching. Always. They’ll. Never. Find. It. End. Of. It’s. Reality. Either. Way.

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