I have accurately predicted every single event today, and I'm not just bragging. I'm getting good at this stuff.
It's not about magic. It's not even the extrasensory awareness that I've been so blessed [and/or cursed] to possess [e.g. emotions to colors...ring a bell?]. It's just knowing people inside and out...even though I hardly know them personally.
They're all so easy to understand. If I do this, they'll do that. If I push this button, they'll react that way. I can manipulate them all.
And I hate myself for it. I know what I'm doing. I know exactly how to tell a lie, how to express a completely and totally false emotion in place of what I'm really feeling. I'm good at it. But the guilt that accompanies such manipulation of minds is astounding, and painful.
Yes, painful. It hurts me to see how easily people will believe me when I'm in one of my manipulative moods. Just like you feel bad for a defenseless puppy, I pity those upon whom I unleash my strength.
I shouldn't like this so much. I shouldn't really and truly enjoy making predictions and testing them on unknowing/unwilling victims.
But I do. Immensely.
So my apologies, world. I don't mean to push your buttons and make you do what I wish. It's just so much fun...
16 years ago
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