Whether you believe in ghosts or not, we certainly behave with certain similar attributes. We appear out of thin air. It is similar to how you can never remember the beginning of a dream can you? You cannot remember quite how we appeared. We just did. We seemed to coalesce into your life with the ease of a ghost walking through a wall. We arrive and ghost into your life.

In the same way as seeing a ghost, when you experience us, it is not an event that you will forget in a hurry. We sidle up to you, insert ourselves into your lives and make connection after connection with you as we feed from you. Like some wraith we attach ourselves to you and steadily begin to suck the life force from you as we gorge on the fuel that you provide.

Often we will vanish just as we arrived, without any warning or announcement and try as you might you cannot find us again. It is as if we have disappeared off the face of the earth. Naturally we chose the moment of our vanishing act without any concern for its effect on you. We slip away like a mist evaporating. Once we were everywhere, woven around you and captivating you. Much in the same way as one might be transfixed by the appearance of some spirit. You are entranced by our appearance, there is something ethereal and mysterious about us that causes you to be drawn to us and then we are gone.

We are that elusive spirit that can now not be found. You might go to the same place where we first manifested but there is no sign of us. We have left no footprint, no trace of our existence when you try and seek us out, just like our spectral cousins and then suddenly we have returned. We ghost back into your life and continuing our haunting of you. We are incessant and ever present, drifting about you as we resume our extraction of fuel. We resume our draining of your spirit, leeching it from you as our cold, dead hands take hold of you once again.

People have many theories as to what ghosts are if they indeed exist. Some suggest that where there has been a sudden explosion of emotion, a heightened experience, then an imprint has been made on the fabric of existence. This imprint appears to those who are attuned to seeing it. That imprint is seen doing the same thing over and over again. It walks the same route, passes through the same wall and then vanishes only to appear the next night in the same place. The spirit follows the same routine like a piece of video film stuck in an endless loop. Just like such a ghost we engage in the same behaviours over and over again.

The same actions all designed to haunt you as we extract our fuel. The same gestures, the same actions all of which must be replayed. Some believe that a ghost is the soul of someone who has suffered eternal damnation. He or she has been denied entry to heaven or hell and instead has been consigned to walk the earth for eternity, stuck in an unceasing routine. Our endless quest for fuel finds us in such a similar position. We must make our way through life, restless and never finding peace. We move from place to place, unable to rest and be satisfied. Instead we are driven onwards, plagued by the curse of our need for fuel. Thus we must haunt others, our appearance bringing dread and fear in the same way as terror follows the appearance of a spectre.

Unable to quite fit in we are ghost at the feast. Even when we have vanished there is a lingering coldness that strikes you to your core. You still sense us, able to feel the effect of our chilling appearance. You are wary and anxious as you know we will appear once again. Quite when is a mystery but as we first arrived and as we first disappeared we will ghost into your life and continue our haunting of you.

Better consult that exorcist.

4 thoughts on “Ghosts

  1. Rebecca says:

    HG, Asp Emp and WiserNow,

    I thought what I have to say goes well with the topic of this article, Ghost. Well, I was proactive in this situation. I didn’t want the LMRSOMATIC from last year to pop back into my life again, he can go haunt someone else, not me. I made sure he wouldn’t be spiriting back into my life. I made sure he was banned from returning, now hes not allowed to come back. The gates are closed to him, door locked and he has no key. A big middle finger salute goes out to him. You shall not pass, no entry for you…do not collect $200….you’re screwed out of getting anywhere near this precious fuel of mine. Ha! Ha! 😁 Thank you very much. I can’t say what I did, because it’s a public blog here, but I will say, that door is sealed like concrete and it feels soooo good. One problem solved and executed, now on to the next one…..big, stupid grin on my face

  2. Empath007 says:

    Welcome back HG! Hope you’ve had a great summer so far!

    Here’s mine in a nutshell:

    Still obsessing about the guys who rejected me (so ridiculous) my plan was to have him on my FB and show that I’m strong and enjoying my summer (which I am… I’m traveling a lot which provides great distraction!). He “liked” one of my pictures and I cringed… the asshole… the more I think about his behaviours the more I think he might be a narc. Anyhow – I got him to block me on social media. Now I can’t spy on him anymore.

    Saw the narc for dinner – definitely threw myself at him afterward to which I was rejected! Haha. Which made me realize he’s a nomad… question HG …. will nomads NEVER return to a former source? Basically making old fuel sources “safe”? I mean… don’t get me wrong, he’s had fun drawing fuel from me…. but it’s clear he’s never coming back.

    Thankfully it’s been so long since we broke up I’ve spent no time sulking about this. I sent two texts but dropped it when he was dead silent.

    Ok! Here’s what I need help with… I want to date again… but terrified of rejection and have a guard up…. that or I’m way too negative about new men…. sigh…. destined to never have love again I think!

    Hope everyone else has had a good narc free summer!

    1. Joa says:

      Empath007, it’s impossible to live without Narcissists, they pop up from everywhere 🙂

      In June, my neighbor, with whom I am only exchanging best regards, he wanted to give me, a lonely woman, hubcaps for a car. What?! I refused three times. The third time, I said impatiently, that he might sell these hubcaps or throw them away, I thank you, but I definitely don’t want them. Now, after returning from vacation, I put the car in the shade in front of the house. The next day I noticed the hubcaps on my car’s wheels!!! 🙂 Without my consent for this gift! I haven’t met my neighbor yet, but I’m going to pretend, that I haven’t noticed these hubcaps at all, ha ha ha 🙂

      For me: the game with N2 continues, but with a distance at the moment. Polite. A lot of rubbish and spam, a few hooks – future enigmatic promises. Some jokes and laughter (he’s good at it!), little sorrow for me. It regulates payments to the daughter. It clearly depends on the advancement of our talks. Zero conversations = zero payments. Nice and funny, with deep splinters = payments settled even before the deadline.
      It’s still dangerous for me, sometimes I feel this tenderness, this longing, this need to straighten his life and take care of him…

      N1 muted, is going through a “great love” (excellent source) and I think this idyll will last at least 2 more years and the relationship will last much longer. A rare, malicious dusting. No enthusiasm on my part. As if I was just lazily opening my eye. No danger.

      My life flows… good. Delicate waves.


      Interesting question about the possibility of the nomad’s return. HG wrote, that a Narcissist can transform, for example, a nomad in his old age can become an anchor.
      But will he anchor in the old port? Probably yes, if the new ports are closed to him.

      1. Empath007 says:

        Thanks for sharing Joa… yes I feel as though I have not fully let go of my narc yet. It’s amazing to me how many years can pass and it doesn’t matter.

        He’s moved on a long time ago though and made it clear he’s never coming back (I understand – and – ultimately that’s a good thing for both of us).

        I believe he’s a nomad. So I think once he’s done…. he’s done…

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