Knowing the Narcissist : Possessed
I have a fascination for inanimate objects. Show me a beautiful watch with its intricate mechanism on display and I shall sit transfixed for a long time admiring the craftsmanship in this creation. I like to touch one of my favourite suits relishing the sensation of the cloth. I will hold it up pleased with the way it hangs and then of course admire how I wear it in the mirror. A sculpture, a painting, a car or a piece of jewellery. They all invite my admiration. They are items of beauty and superiority and as such firmly belong in my world. Moreover, they do exactly what I want. I love my dishwasher. It always works. I press the buttons and it obeys my commands, quietly churning away as it removes the residue from the expensive crockery. The glassware comes out shining, without streaks or marks. Each and every time. Objects are reliable. They perform as I require them to perform. I love nothing more than an appliance. It complies, it obeys and it delivers. I love possessions.
I love to possess you and make you an inanimate object. That is how I see you. You are an appliance which I expect to do as I demand.You are but an extension of me, placed here to carry out my demands and whims. I like to attach brand names to my ex-girlfriends. Becky was Zanussi – she was good at science, thus she was the appliance of science. Sarah was Nike since I had to tell her to Just Do It.(she called me Burger King – have it your way, I quite liked her).Another was Energizer as she kept going and going and going (but that’s another tale). I like to think I am Tag Heuer (Success. It’s a Mind Game).I objectify everybody and assess how they can be a good appliance to me. Once that is done I have to acquire the appliance. I have possession of you and you must act as I dictate. All my other possessions do, so why should you be any different?
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I can relate to the love and lengthy admiration for intricate, beautiful things. I often trip down my garden path at night, whilst taking my rubbish bags to the garden gate.
The stars above always capture my gaze when I see them and I am transfixed & caught in curiousity.
The discovery & observation of a large spider’s web is an afternoon well spent. The undulations on the shore line acroosss the beach, where the out going tide has left small sandy wave patterns is something I can easily become temporarily lost in.
Whilst looking out across some rugged scenery, I cant help but imagine all the geological processes that may have likely once occurred, to result in such a view.
I also can become ‘lost’ in other senses apart from the visual.
Touch, audio, taste and smell the enjoyment they bring is almost indescribable.
One of my all time best & most simple pleasures in life is the feeling of my long hair swishing across my back,whilst being undressed.
After a long day, confined in a uniform or restrictive clothing..
It’s just pure bliss to me.
Easily pleased 😊
Simple minded some might say.
Yet, not so.