Puppet on a String
Becky (an ex girlfriend) would turn to me and some times say,
“I just feel like your puppet at times.”
I had to look the other way because I wanted to laugh. My nickname for her was poppet. She loved me calling her that. I used it straight away when we first met. It was actually a useful device as the other lady I was seeing, Susan, received that nickname from me too, but she was on the way out. It meant I could call them both poppet and not mix up their names with the invariable histrionics that would ensue. God, I am good.
What Becky had not realised that my calling her poppet was a corruption of puppet and every time I used it I would be laughing inwardly and beaming outwardly. She thought I was just smiling because I was pleased to be with her.
That is what it is all about. Making you my puppet. This is my aim. This is the means to my end of obtaining my fuel from you. As you will no doubt becoming familiar with, the means always justifies the end. Accordingly, by ensuring you become my puppet I am in the optimum position to control you to extract every drop of fuel I can from you.
I need to control you so that you admire me when I want it. I need to control you so that I can pull the strings and make you jerk to my tune. I am the puppetmaster.
To make you my puppet I engage on a two-pronged approach. Firstly, I make you utterly dependent on me. I open the doors and let you look upon heaven. That way you are in awe of what I can give you and you want it, oh you really, really want it. Secondly, I will then remove every method of support both real and potential that you might rely on to try and recover your free will (family, friends, colleagues and so on – I will be posting about how I do this through my slur campaign in a separate post) so that you have nobody to turn to. Thus, as you look on heaven entranced and enraptured, I am opening the trapdoor to hell right under your feet.
Once I have those strings attached to you we can begin our dance. It is long. It is exhausting. It is dangerous.
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There is a new series on Netflix called “The Puppet Master”. It is a true crime series about an English psychopath who claimed to be employed as MI5 and was obsessed with Duran Duran. Definitely not HG. Not very sharp, but sharp enough to fool these unsuspecting people. The individual went by the names of David Hindy and Robert Freeguard. I would almost think he was attempting to emulate HG, but his activity was intimated prior to narcsite.
HG, Have you seen or heard of this case?
I know of the case.
Most of my life has been spent unwittingly being others people’s puppets. Not any more.
Same here, AV, same here. It is good to see your words, good on you.
Asp Emp, due to the Dark Cupid series, this hit me on a whole new level this morning. It is leaving me quite concerned about my ability to even make it happen. But also feeling like I don’t really have a choice at this point. A little knowledge can be a dangerous thing.
Speaking of puppets…
I think I was indirectly hoovered today by one of my ex narcs friends. I began to suspect this person after our break up as he suddenly “befriended” me while I wAs still with him … he’d buy me dinners and listen to me go on and on about the narc and also another co worker narc (it’s possible he may actually be the co worker narcs lieutenant and not the ex narc).
At any rate… its been years and despite me blocking his phone number, blocking him on social
Media etc. He will still sporadically call or show up at my work.
It’s so odd. He’s not even so much as friends with my narc (or the co worker) on social media. Yet… it’s obvious to me he’s involved with one of them somehow.
Is it typical for narcs to have “hidden”
Leutentants ? If so… why years later is the lieutenant still pressing for Info ? Does he not have a life or a brain of his own??
He’s more confusing to me then the narc.
Is it possible he’s a narc just all on his own and maybe not a lieutenant at all?
I’ve considered that… but I really have never gotten the impression he’s interested in me. Also the timing of him suddenly have taken an interest in me and my life aligns with the time these two other narcs (my ex and co worker) would have been fishing for information (which I – as an unaware empath at the time – was readily giving out).
It’s obvious this leuitanint is also a narc because he’s so ballsy. To keep showing up time and time again after having blocked him is so odd.
My educated guess is he’s still gathering info for one (or both of the other narcs). Since I know that it’s not though I’ve given him any important information. When he mentioned them all I said was “that feels
Like 100 years ago and it’s not somethings I think about”.
I am curious if others have experienced these super odd encounters with someone who to the naked eye does not seem to be involved with the narc… but clearly are when you know what to look for.
I have and the best answer I can give you is because they are delusional and deceived. (when I say “they” the whole group of them that associated with the narc). Deep down even the narcissist knows the truth and he/she will delude themselves and allow themselves to be captive to the lie because the alternative is to die to self.
Just know it’s because they want to know what made you so solid and able to escape.