You breathe. I lie. Both come to us naturally. To you, an empathic and caring person who is imbued with the traits of decency, honesty and integrity the act of lying is anathema to you. Even the use of a little white lie as it spills from your lips has you feeling uneasy. You conduct yourself in a way that involves avoiding lying and you would rather stay silent than let an untruth escape your mouth.

Not only will you not lie, you detest being lied to. The lie shatters trust. Trust is a fundamental ingredient, in your world, to any relationship, whether it is between spouses, colleagues, parent and child or service provider. Without trust nothing would be achieved and the world would be a darker place. Breaching that trust is a terrible act and where your trust has been broken by the issuing of a lie then you react with horror, anger, upset and dismay.

I can think of no better device for drawing an emotional reaction from your kind than the issuing of a lie. Those three letters create a small word but one which has all manner of repercussions. From the lies that accompany infidelity which strikes at the core of the relationship, to the lies told by those in power to remain a demagogue and achieve political expediency, the effect of not telling the truth is substantial and enormous. Lying results in damage.

Lie to your friends and you lose their respect, lie in a court and you commit perjury, lie about your circumstances and you commit fraud, lie to your children and you begin to warp their world, lie to your other half and you destroy a part of them. A small word which packs a thermonuclear punch. So easy to say, so simple to use and the effects can be devastating.

No wonder my kind and me relish its use. Economical and effective, no other tool comes close to the power of telling lies and this is why we use them repeatedly, often and extensively.

The advantage of their use is by telling you a Long Involved Explanation we lead you up the garden path and around the houses causing you to become confused and bewildered. The advantage to us is that the terrible truth of what we do becomes Lost In Explaining what we have done by use of our convoluted and twisted diatribes.

We tell untruths from the moment that we seduce you as we detail to you our Lovely Ideas Embellished with falsehood about how we will achieve a promotion in under six months, climb Mount Everest and interior design our new impressive home. The fact is that we are fantasists who exaggerate our achievements and our plans so that the Lucid Ideas Expand beyond reality.

The use of lies assists us in evading the finger of blame. You will try and catch us our but there is never a Lapse In Exposition as we weave an ever more complex web in which we wish to ensnare you, leaving us untarnished. You look on in astonishment as Laughing I’m Escaping accountability yet again. No matter what I have done, no matter how heinous the activity I will allow untruths to spill from my lips with consummate ease so that I remain in control, superior and blame-free.

Often it will be a short and bare-faced lie, designed to have you speechless with incredulity as I walk away Laughing Inside Energetically at your shocked face. On other occasions, I will engage in the shaggy dog story, going round and round, adding more and more to the tale so that I Lovingly Insinuate Eventually that you are the one to blame and this makes you react all the more. How can we have the audacity to say such things and turn the blame onto you?

Look It’s Easy, we have no sense of remorse or guilt for the things that we say. You are burdened with a conscience and a moral compass that causes you to steer a path so you always stick to the road of truth. We have no such compass. We do not have a conscience and this allows us to weave and twist, taking our explanations into the realms of the fantastic. Whether we are boasting and bragging about what we are or seeking to escape culpability we will lie incessantly. You will plead with me to tell the truth. You will promise that there will be no upshot, no comeback and no consequence you just, for once want to hear us speak the truth. You know the truth but you want me to tell you, so you can hear it for once.

Like I’m Ever going to do that. Why should I give you something that you want? Why should I cede control to you ? Most of all, why should I give up the opportunity of gathering fuel from you? This is why we lie extensively, even when the truth might actually serve us better (better when judged from your viewpoint of course – not ours) we will gain fuel. Our twisted lies always cause you to react and provide us with fuel. If a situation is Lacking In Emotion we know that all it takes is for us to tell you a lie, the bolder the better, the more brazen and ridiculous it is the greater your reaction will be because you hate lies and you hate being lied to.

As you stand before me frustrated and upset, I am Laughing I’m Escaping yet again any responsibility for my actions. I will smother you in untruths, layer lie upon lie, Literally It’s Engulfing you in falsehood so that you no longer even recognise the truth, such is the level of distortion. We lie to everyone.

The man in the corner shop about how many goals we scored at football, lies at work to cover our backs and to plunge knives into the backs of others. Lies to a friend about how much we like him just to keep the Little Idiot Entertained. Repeatedly we will lie to you to ensure you remain Locked In Entanglement with us and cannot escape. We use lies to express our false sorrow, our faux remorse and our promises to change just so you will not Leave In Earnest.

We show-off with lies in a crowd to bring the spotlight back on to us as we talk over other people because we Like Interrupting Everyone. The lie is a Limitless Invigorating Example of what we really are. A fraudster, a charlatan, a con-man and a pathological liar. We know no other way and we have no desire to embrace any other way. I will always lie, I am Loving It Everyday because it furthers my schemes, underpins my ambitions, avoids accountability and brings me fuel again and again.

I am always telling lies.

And that’s the only truth.

5 thoughts on “Lies

  1. Asp Emp says:

    Re-reading a comment that I wrote 2 years ago – “Let It Escape”. Applying that ‘methodology’ is something I was able to do, release unresolved trauma and be open-minded to a new approach to learning (because there was, in real terms, no-one stopping me from doing so ie “why are you doing that studying?”). What I also reaslised was that I no longer ‘hold onto’ any emotion that may be ‘triggered’, I deal with it (if I can ie some awkward organisation). But. There is a difference as to whether it is actually ET related (addiction to narcissism) or stress / anxiety / anger that are not linked to addiction to narcissism. It is ET related when you recognise you are dealing with a narcissist ie in a shop (tertiary type of person, not a “source”) and you permit that person to wind you up because they are a narcissist. If you maintain “contact” with that person, you can actually ‘wake up’ (trigger) your own “lack of control now, returns us to lack of control back then”. But this may not necessarily be immediately recognised within your Logical Thinking. It is about being ‘switched on’ before you enter ie that shop. Going into my local shop is a breeze! (I am the wind, breeze in and breeze out 🙂 ).

    It is about “repeats”. Repeat the testing yourself. Test your own ET management. Test your own LT management. Be on guard. Yet drop your guard (ie do not be overly protective of yourself otherwise it makes it more difficult to relax). Repeat telling yourself. Be honest with yourself.

    1. Rebecca says:

      Asp Emp,

      The Narcissist lie was the hardest thing to understand, being that they believe their own lies sometimes, or is it all the time?? They lie when they say they love you, though they believe they love you in the seduction period….their infatuation of you is in their mind, their love. I get that, I understand that, but some of their lies don’t feel like they believe them either. So, do they always believe they’re telling the truth when they lie??
      The lies of the LMRSOMATIC felt off to me and his smile was that of a child trying to get his or her sibling to go along with the game. The “you must believe me” smile, almost pleading like, big grin with bright eyes…it felt off and made me pause and not fully trusting him…part of me I held back and I made mental notes to overthink about later. I still got crushed, even with not fully trusting him. I still wanted to see the good in him, to think he was good at heart. I was so naive and I still look for the good in people. I guess I always will, but I don’t ignore the red and black flags now. I see them and pay direct attention to them. I hear the crow, crowing and it can say it’s a turtledove, but I see the blackeyed crow.

      1. Rebecca says:


        Did my narcissist mother believe she loved me, or did she know she was lying?? You said, those who love you, don’t hurt you. She must not have loved me then and the same goes for my brother..I can’t help, but feel sad over this, as I still love them. Even after all they did to me, I still love them and would still protect them, if there was a need to protect them. They’re both passed on and I still miss them, the good, the bad memories, they’re still my mother, still my brother…the ties that bind are deep and go to the bone and wrap around the heart…doesn’t matter if death has come, the heart still loves even in death and decay.

        1. Rebecca says:

          HG and Asp Emp,

          I get angry with the LMRSOMATIC from last year, my current MLSOMATIC, my narcissist mother and brother, but to be honest with myself….I still can’t hate them, not really. I can get angry with them and feel like or wish I could scream at them, hit them…. whatever, but deep down I know I can’t hate them. I can’t hate, who I love….not really. There’s the truth, my heart is a warm marshmallow and I just do my best to guard who goes in and sits on the red sofa. My anger acts like a guard, who keeps out the ones who hurt me and the ones who haven’t gained my affection and trust. The LMRSOMATIC from last year is now kept out, drawbridge is up, sorry, your pass has been revoked. I don’t hate him, but the only thing he’ll see is my anger keeping him out. The same goes for current MLSOMATIC, he’s knocking on the door, but he’s kept out of my heart too. Sorry, must protect me now. Not letting you near me now. I am adrift from him emotionally, the heart strings aren’t as tightly attached. I did it. I don’t feel the pull now. I set in motion my plans, it’s just a matter of time….and things lining up on the other end. Patience and determination wins the race, not always the speedy, reckless rabbit.

  2. Jackie says:

    Wowza! On the one hand, I want this entire thing to be a lie. Isn’t there something, anything, where your mind can tell the whole truth? Is there any kind of redemption? It’s difficult for me to imagine this as a lifelong cancer sentence. But, as you’ve probably already suspected, I am an Empath. I believe anything can be redeemed and set free. Even the worst monsters should have a chance at redemption. No? Maybe?

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