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When the Power Is Lost

The path that's walked by narcissists is one they think we've missed, it delivers them from hardship and gifts a life of bliss. They learned through truth they're vulnerable, so truth they wont admit, without the fear life's wonderful and they think that they've nailed it. Protection undetectable so they fully commit, they wont be made a spectacle up high on the summit. They start deflecting blame making others the suspect, and lie in vain to make it seem that they are just perfect. Excuses become their weapon and diverting attention, they put the blame on anyone who they can make look dumb. They use their words as evidence lying ways are blunt, glowing with a confidence assured they're intelligent. Relying on delusion they shape reality, but people see delusion and question sanity. People start to cotton on to what they are doing, and they will say you've got it wrong as they lie about lying. They've a clear transparency, we all know what's happening, they continue like a tragedy, they wont admit a thing. Standing their ground long enough, until you stop asking, when they believe they've mastered bluffs, carving out a win. The fear is still irrelevant, unchallenged like a king, ignoring all the evidence in what the people think. They think they control reputations, pulling on the strings, their cold use of manipulation, their power clearly shrinks. By now they feel entitled and believe they're bulletproof, blind to all their rivals, those people that they've used. Surprised when you challenge them, left angry and confused, they rise enraged but powerless desperate to abuse. Revealing all their cowardice, there's nothing they can do, exposing their empowered lust, as all they had they lose. This is how the Empath destroys the Narcissist, they may seem conned but they have grasped exactly what exists. Thinking that your rightful place was wearing the crown, but you chose dishonesty and it all came tumbling down.

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