Why can I not let go?

Question of the ages.

Because the smile is so flashy white.

Because the light shining, when it shines, is so dazzling bright that everything else pales in comparison.

So I hold out for those moments. Those brief periods of payoff when everything else is forgotten.

And then the tears. With the brutal dismissal. And would there be care or empathy or kindness? No. The light is off, and it may or may not be switched on again. Whenever. It is not about me.

And so the world revolves around the narc. Planet Narc. You either like it or you don’t.

Narcissists

Here’s the deal with narcissists. They are like set in cement, and never, ever change. It is all about them. Even when it is not about them, they make it about them. And if they feel criticized in any form or fashion, expect to be punished. In whatever form. Expect to be ignored and brushed aside. Because you are not worth anything. They are experts at manipulation and mask-wearing. The facade is everything. Even if they are caught red-handed, they will be annoyed if others do not believe their lies. Because how can others not believe what they say? Even if what they are saying is so ludicrous it would be evident to a three-year old. They will attempt to gas-light. May succeed. Because you will doubt your own sanity. They are over-the-top charmers. Their charm will intoxicate. Until the coin is flipped and their real self is revealed. Cold, callous, abrupt, dismissive, anything but charming. It is hard to be charming all the time. The facade saps energy. It will only be a matter of time before the real self emerges. Be warned. Be prepared. Take care. Take action and walk away.

Finally, how do you know when a narc is lying?

When his (her) lips are moving.

https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/through-the-looking-glass/201511/beware-the-charming-narcissist

Calling for New

Seeking new beginnings
Waiting for the thrill
Impatiently enduring
Time’s boring bitter pill

Can my life be altered
Somewhere near or far?
Lift me from my current
To the nearest star!

Out towards the heavens
My eyes – they lift aright
For I hope tomorrow
Dawns after this long night

 

Beach at Barangaroo


There is an arts festival here in Sydney, and one of the features is the Beach at Barangaroo. 1.1 million balls forming an indoor beach. Nothing like a million balls to bring out your inner child!

Heartache 

for you
for our friendship
for love
for what cannot be
for memories
for desire
for wanting to be with you
for your lack of care

Vaporized

Today was a day that I wish wasn’t
That I could take away
Make it disappear
I wish I hadn’t woken
From the dreams that entertained
From protective membranes
Keeping me from harm
But I woke up
To a life less lived
And though I tried to catch the dreams
They quickly vaporised