And I am happy as long as I am in charge and no one doubts or disrespects me.
You do not want to cross me, punishment is harsh, as my bliss must not be tampered with.
I am all that matters, as I am unique. Supreme. (We all know that, but I’m in an expressive mood so will spell it out).
My perception of things defines them. Period.
The so-called suffering of others cannot affect me in any negative way.
After all, those others are only figments of my imagination. So my indifference is perfect, as is everything about me.
I will torment/abuse others when I need to exercise my power. It makes me feel good.
Everything’s about me and my feeling good.
If I say so, black is white and day is night.
The universe and everything in it are in my mind. Your “reality” is not.
Life is all about me and my happiness.
I am blissful and no one had better try to bring me down with what they call realities.
They will get nothing (or much worse) from me for their negativity.
Empathy is for fools. There is no suffering or evil as long as I don’t acknowledge them…and why would I?
Except for when someone causes me pain, then there’s hell to pay.
Those who doubt me cause me pain. A dumb stare from an animal is doubt as well.
Everyone doubts me because they’re woefully inferior, but it’s not their fault.
I invented fools because they entertain me.
And I can destroy them. Thus, they’re to be ever so grateful for my exemplary restraint.
I will end those so-called lives for their bumbling attempts to challenge me.
I will torture the most despicable of offenders, and enjoy it immensely. Justice, under me, is harsh.
Sometimes they offend most sinfully simply by their being so helpless, so weak. I despise weakness with all my heart and soul.
Suggest that I despise weakness so much because I AM the weakest of all, and you will feel my wrath. You poor wretch.
But of course you will be made helpless before I administer justice, if you’re not helpless to begin with.
“Fairness” is but an emotional buzzword employed by the weak and foolish.
Courage, compassion, and honor, too, I laugh uproariously at those…one may even say I “ROFL,” although I don’t engage in such oafishness. But you know that.
Love? What you call love is not real. What love is, is actually only… me. Otherwise it’s an invention utilized by you needy fools.
I am the supreme enlightened one…I don’t even need to use caps there, as caps are a device of inferiors.
The suffering I may cause at times isn’t real, because I say so, even when I enjoy their suffering. My mind entertains me that way.
My suffering is another matter entirely though, that is real and wrong and must be prevented/stopped…compensated for.
I am highly sensitive, as should be expected after all.
Fine tuned, exquisitely so. Finest of all.
Did I mention how everything is about me? But that would be obvious if you weren’t such a waste of my imagination.
I am so blissful I feel high as a kite.
You’d best smile for me…at these times I enjoy smiles on faces.
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The above depicts perceptions of both the “good guy” narcissist and the evil sadistic one (the good guy’s naughty pet so-to-speak) whom the “enlightened one” defends with all his/her might against those fools who would dare be “negative” about the whole mess.
“Bliss cultists,” in saying “don’t judge, there are no bad guys” are quite hypocritical, since they do indeed consider those who disagree with them on that as bad guys to be condemned. Such “bliss gurus” are therefore entirely untrustworthy in my view, and ineffectual or much worse regarding what they claim to care about. They coddle and nurture the ongoing evil and unjust suffering in this world, becoming inseparable with the worst of us…sadists…as in two sides of a particularly destructive “coin,” one we need to toss into some Netherworld. Either that or just stop listening to and being sidetracked and bogged down by their devices.
Prime example of what I’m talking about: The “good vegan” who states, “There’s nothing wrong with eating meat (vivisection, fur, etc.), it’s a beautiful thing for animals to sacrifice themselves for you, it’s just not my choice to partake. That’s how awesome I am.” So kudos and Kumbaya are chirped all around and the meat grinder runs on uninterrupted, screams of agony ignored or smiled upon. Be happy! See how you’re supposed to behave, vegan?
Then come the enlightened ones’ counterparts who do the keeping and the killing, who would behave properly in doing the killing work if only we’d all love them for it, as the enlightened do. See, it’s your fault, not theirs. Just look at what you’ve made them do…
They know it’s all a lie, and they enjoy the pain that lie causes others, that’s the reward for narcissists. They are all that matters. Everyone else is their source of supply and their entertainment.