Greetings from the Land of Enchantment: The Sociopath Next Door

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

The Sociopath Next Door

I haven't read this book, but someone told me about it and I recently saw a reference to it; synchronicity always tells me to investigate. So, I'm planning on picking it up soon because I think there's one in my circle of acquaintances and I need to know the signs, if there are clear ones to look for.

As a person who for the most part is pretty open and trusting--and growing more so all the time (despite recent circumstances)--it's hard to imagine the kind of mind that can lie so blatantly to another person, especially someone they claim to care about. It leads me to believe that perhaps they don't even know they're lying. Perhaps their reality is so split that they can say one thing to one person and another to another and believe that 'neither the twain shall meet.' Or perhaps it is cold-hearted manipulation? Who can say? But perhaps this book will shed a little light on the kind of personality that is capable of such duplicity.

Of course, I have a bit of experience with lying myself. As a recovered addict, I discovered how much I was lying to myself, to others, and didn't even realize it. DENIAL--don't even know I am lying. The first words out of my mother's mouth when I told her I was getting sober were: "Thank God--you were always such a liar." Needless to say this came as a shock to me, but over the coming weeks, months, and years, I've learned how much I lied to myself and others. How deeply ingrained the habit of my mind was. In fact, the first time I said I would do something and then did it was like a revelation to me--the key to integrity and aligning myself with myself. It was amazing! And even now, I lie to myself. I don't see the things I don't want to see; I don't trust the inner voice; I rebel. And it is that self-centered rebellion that dogs me. That makes me slip up. That takes me out of integrity.

May the rebellion dogs
lie still at the foot of the fire
of truth

May the eyes be wide open
and may the flaming sword
cut away all deception

May the heart be soft enough
to hear the unstruck sound
of truth

May the Self align
with the Higher Self
of truth


At 10:09 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

this poem is really good too. i'm so glad i'm involved in this world of blogging now, it has the potential to feel like a writers/aritst group. except when I click on the button that says Next Blog and I see pages and pages of young girls in hard core porn. the first time it shocked me physically, i don't click that button anymore because it really feels unpleasant to have those images in my bedroom. i'm no prude and i'm relatively supportive of the sex industry, at least compared to most, but it feels like a violation to me and to my bedroom. you know, the purity of us fortunate celibates (half kidding half not. love you.


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