I've always considered psychology, mental acuity, hypnosis and suggestion the greatest power, the source of all evil, the key to greater good. I have no education in that field but to a certain extent.. it is easy.. with experience it can be done that is...
Women are quite good at it, they have a knack for such skills, right? Wrong! Its just that men are generally really bad at this. So the trend favors women to be the bearers of these talents. Not everybody is like that though and wisdom comes with age only. So this is where the fun part starts.
Playing games with the ones who are not ready or able to anticipate such invasion of thoughts seems like a fun idea, does it not?
How often have you used the phrase "I knew it!"? Well there's you using what skills you have and foreseeing some actions of others. Often you lack the courage or the belief in the correctness of your deduction, often you are right however. Sometimes I wonder how can people be so unobservant to not notice obvious things like certain feelings and relations between people, the lies that they tell. I am not saying I am any good at this, but... at least I try - few do really.
Being as inconstant, as mercurial as I am I grow a disliking to everything sooner or later. I get tired and crave for enhancements, improvements; for newness and innovative solutions...
This might get me far one day...
As growing tired is nothing near to being tired it thus can not be overcome by sleep, can it? Well in a sense it can... if the sleeper is not you, but the thing you are tired of, or the part of you which grew tired of it, the only part which is aware of it's existence. One day you can play the prince and the princess then and awaken your interest in a subject from that long, long sleep.
But think not I am speaking of putting a toy aside and finding it later, for this would be a common thing to do, a pattern of behaviour we all are aware of. I'm talking about exile... the banishment of your own thoughts, the parts you claim be your very essence...
Warping and remodeling the thing, some people would call... the soul.
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