Prey
We are adept at sniffing out our prey. We are able to identify those that will be of little use to us and ignoring them. We discern those who are obstructive and avoid them. We have an instinctive ability to target those who serve our purposes with the greatest effectiveness. Those who will provide us with copious amounts of fuel, those who will provide the traits that we need to steal for our own construct in order to draw others to us as to keep the creature at bay.
Those who will give us the additional benefits which we regard as our entitlement, access to your resources for our sole use. The Lesser latches on to those who serve his kind once they come too close to him. Like a predator noticing the scent of a potential victim, he is alerted to your presence and makes his move, swift and immediate. A creature of instinct, he knows when there is a victim who will suit his purposes nearby and will go after that person.
They may not be the best suited to his purposes but that does not matter, for now. He senses prey and will bring down this victim and attach himself to them, leeching the fuel from them until it is near empty and he will then discard and move to the next victim he has sniffed out and who is nearby. The Lesser will lurk in the most proven hunting grounds. He does not want to venture too far away. He does not want to expend too much energy stalking that prey and wearing it down.
He looks for victims who are easily in reach, who he can bring down without much effort and then sink his fangs into with ease. It might be that a more suitable, a more fuelling victim, is a little distance away, but the Lesser goes for what is in front of him. He will not spend time seeking out a better victim but slays what is nearest and then moves on to the next nearest and so forth. Thus the Lesser hunts in an aggressive and volatile manner, he must seduce his victims quickly for fear of the beast within making itself known too soon and frightening his prey away.
He has to camouflage his own creature and is not able to do it for too long. The Lesser will want low-hanging fruit. He is not interested in those that might pose a challenge and thus provide more rewarding fuel. He will take fuel from his primary source victims anyway he can. You may liken it to someone mine sweeping for drinks at a party. Rather than waiting to find the bottle of Grey Goose vodka hidden by the host at the back of a cupboard, the Lesser will drink the dregs of a can of beer, then swig what remains from the nearest bottle of wine and thus move from receptacle to receptacle, feasting and draining.
The Mid-Range is more discerning. He knows what he is attracted to and he will spend longer searching for it. He has reasonable intelligence, guile and ability and thus he will put this to use in order to find the more appropriate victim for him. He can pass over somebody who might be suitable but is not entirely satisfactory.
Whereas the Lesser would have snatched hold of that victim, sniffing out that person’s reasonable suitability, a number of the traits he requires being met, but not all, the Mid-Range is content to stalk a little longer. The Mid-Range makes considerable use of watching from afar as he evaluates the applicability of his prospective prey. He observes, regards and reflects. He does not have the out and out confidence to go for the kill straight away like the Greater, nor is he pushed by the sense of urgency and hunger which afflicts the Lesser.
He has some control and he will use this to ensure his appliances, especially those which become the primary source are the better ones. He of course is not of limitless energy and there comes a time when necessity becomes the driver for interaction and he must make his choice, but it is not without consideration and application to those traits, both generic to the empathic individual and specific to the type of victim which best accords with his own needs.
The Mid-Range recognises that there is a type of person he is drawn to, although he does not know why this is. He is able to discern those traits and characteristics which serve him best and as a consequence it is those that he will apply some time to achieving. He recognises that certain traits in people afford him greater satisfaction and therefore he will look for those without knowing the true reason he does so. The Mid-Range will apply some methodology to the hunt for his prey but there is always the pressure of need which means that it may not be as ideal as he might like.
Continuing the mine sweeping analogy, the Mid-Range would not bother to sup the dregs from bottles and glasses at the part but spend time thinking about where the “good stuff” might be stashed. He will locate four cans of beer in the fridge. There might be greater rewards elsewhere but he is satisfied with this reasonable degree of quality that he has identified and does not want to risk letting his prize disappear as he gambles on trying to find something superior and failing.
The Greater revels in the hunt. The identification of the choicest victim is crucial to him. Yes, there may be times when necessity brings about the imposition of a less desirable (yet still functional) victim but when the conditions are apt (there is no fuel crisis and we are preparing for discard and are therefore in control of our environment) the Greater will spend time identifying those who exhibit many of the generic and specific traits that will serve him best.
Indeed, the Greater will have several prospects in hand as he mines information about these prospects, assesses and evaluates it. Once satisfied that the signs and indications are good, he will make his move and engage to ascertain that his initial intelligence remains good. If it is (and it is usually is) he will then move in for the kill. Unlike the Lesser who will go for the jugular and bring his victim down swiftly and promptly, the Greater will utilise the intelligence that he has gathered in order to mesmerise, charm and hypnotise his victim. With dedicated application, the Greater will readily disarm his victim, disable any self-defence which may exist and have the victim exactly where he wants him or her.
Like a viper, he will strike suddenly and with lightning speed he will be attached to the victim, fangs sunk deep and then the draining will begin as the fuel pumps from the unwitting victim to be sucked up by the Greater. The Greater knows what he wants and he will stalk different hunting grounds in order to achieve what he wants. He has the ability and the energy to sustain a longer hunt, or a shorter hunt where the victim may prove to be more challenging. Of course if a victim supplies the necessary traits and can be ensnared with ease, the Greater will also take this low-hanging fruit. He is no fool.
However, he is undeterred by the higher-hanging fruit, that which is more succulent and nourishing in terms of fuel. He knows where to find the best victims, that is why he operates in several hunting grounds and he also is the most able of the three schools of narcissist to identify the traits in his victims. Whilst the Lesser sense by instinct, the Mid-Range knows what works for him but does not know why, the Greater knows precisely what it is what he wants. He also knows how these various traits manifest in his victims. He understands what to look for, what to see, what to listen out for and once he has seen the indicators he is able to satisfy himself that the appropriate traits exist within this target. He will then lock on and only in the most extreme of cases will he be prevented from conquering this target. The reward is too tantalising, his skill set too great and the lure of such a delicious victim proves too great for him to resist, challenging or not.
Once those fangs have sunk into the victim and the fuel is drawn, whether it is a Lesser, Mid-Range or Greater, we will remain until it comes time to identify the next prey.
Dear HG my God,
My defenses for random Narcs are good. I tell them NO and act like they are WORTHLESS.
My defenses for the one who choked me are BAD.
My defenses for my family members are BAD.
The rating system I find a bit offensive. Lessers 2-4, Mid-range 5-7, Greaters 8-10? I’ll be a 1.
A Victor
Nevetherless, is true.
Lol, yes, I guess so!
Part of my comment on this article last time it was posted “Having said all the ‘confident’ stuff as above, I would also apply the same “bristling, prickly, snarling, teeth baring, growling not so cute furball” when it comes to protecting someone else who needed it – the ‘hunter’ would have to get past me, first. ET or no ET.”.
I stick by what I say as above. Now that I am in a much better frame of mind & emotion, I can now apply the ’empath’ in me to help others who need support because there are those who deserve it.
Asp Emp,
The best outcome to aim for, helping others. And you certainly have! 🙂
AV, thank you for that. It’s good to know 🙂
HG
I wrote this a few weeks ago, what do you think?
Is my English okay?
Narcissus of the Twentieth Century
How can a soul not fall in love with a Narcissus?
He is a first-class seducer.
The most eloquent orator.
With the most fascinating mannerism.
And how can that soul avoid to crumble,
Once in Narcissus’s world
she stumbles?
A world of thrilling adventures
Full of stories and riddles,
Challenges and flatteries
Full of magical promises
A world of innocent kisses
With thrilling flights
And exciting encounters
Of celestial visions.
From a well-acted plot
of the most applauded theatrical act
A visceral love is born.
The Narcissus, the intelligent one par excellence,
knows how to weave an exquisite and sparkling web,
Of mesmerizing colors of an enchanting delicacy of an unbreakable strength.
Then when you are appropriately woven and embalmed inside his beautiful web
of exquisite emotions and romantic illusions
YOU ARE HIS.
And you won’t be able to free yourself from that silky drama,
You have become an important role in his recited saga.
But you will remain only a chapter in his
book of adventures.
There he contemplates you
in that intricate tapestry
of exilarating emotions
With distressing jestures.
As the spider contemplates its prey,
So Narcissus contemplates you;
But not as meal,
but for an evaluated notion.
He has no more interest in continuing caring
to weave the canvas with golden and precious threads; No,
he just runs to see you with curiosity.
Like an impish ogre on a summer break,
To glare at your wiggles
in its magnificent web,
Ingeniously woven for you.
He proudly holds you in his grip,
But only to admire the victory.
And you?
Every time Narcissus approaches,
you start shaking,
you agitate slowly and gently,
as not to break that magical web;
And you hope.
Yes, you hope that the spider would be
that charming prince of once upon a time.
You hope he has come to seduce you again,
With that overwhelming love and delicacy
Which only Narcissus can give.
But no,
He just shows up with a sarcastic grin;
Don’t you know that he is an unquestionable and immutable Narcissus? That is.
In a misunderstood moment,
You realise for a fleeting second, that the beautiful canvas cleverly wowen methodically and gracefully, constructed just for you,
It is nothing more than a cell, with the illusion of a golden palace.
But you dismiss the reality.
So there’s only one last hope left for you,
An endless waiting agony.
So when you have spent nearly 20 years with someone like this, how do you recover. How do you stop feeling used and foolish for thinking he loved you, learning that in fact he did not ever love you at all. How do you recover from this giving everything you have mentally and emotionally just to realize it was for nothing? How do you recover from this, someone, please help me.
You start by organising a consultation with me and recovery follows. You are now in the right place.