Self-Deception

The Empty Tree

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Your appearance and your manner led me

to believe you were a principled  and virtuous man.

A man who held himself higher to a standard of tenets and views.

You went through the motions of devotion and precepts that I believed too.

But as time went by and you found yourself accomplished,

the true you emerged showing greed and narcissism.

The mask you hide behind is spirituality and an

intellect that plays deceitful and clever.

Your conceit and condescending behavior

was your downfall and now you have nothing.

Your delusion holds you fast in her grip;

you still believe you’re something you’re not.

You’re a shell of a ghost-white human

clinging tightly to illusions and fear.

 

Monday’s entry for Poetry Potluck; Lies, Deception and Misrepresentation; http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/

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  1. Some find it hard to let go an illusion because in their minds it has become reality. This reminds me of Dorian Gray.

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  2. Sad to say, I’ve known someone like this…hiding behind the mask of spirituality.

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  3. Wow! Great depth of feeling and sadly true … Up to us to be a bit cautious, I guess.

    Well done, Gayle.

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  4. ouch! double ouch!

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  5. bravo on the prompt! well done ~ becca

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  6. Sometimes some people think that the robe or the Word or the title is more than enough to cover them. Thanks for writing the truth! 🙂

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    • Yes, they think it’s enough–but if you look closely you’ll see something else…

      You’re welcome, Bendedspoon!

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  7. Wow..Straight to the point!

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  8. A story of deception well told…

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  9. Tough to find out.

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  10. How magnificent the way you captured that feeling of revelation when the mask has been removed. Great job!

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  11. well put gayle- i really like .. here’s mine.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/25/paper-scribbles/

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  12. brilliant portrayal of deception. a wonderfully weaved poem gayle.

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  13. love it, beautiful story on the theme.
    A++
    🙂

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  14. Wow! Intense accusations and analysis. The form is terrific.
    Hee’s mine:
    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2010/05/19/dysfunction/

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  15. Very powerful and creepy, too.

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  16. These words are a dark and bitter mirror to look upon for the truth that they speak. I would like to believe that rather than showing ones true self, once they got money, that a good person became consumed and lost…maybe then I might convince myself that people aren’t just evil and myself just gullible. Sadly though I know a few people like this and I could not honestly tell you which came first the evil or the money. I just like to try to see the good in people even in spite of the darkness they exude. Great piece Gayle
    a lot to think about.Peace be with you.

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    • It is hard to think that there are people like this in the world, Stewart. But sadly I think most people have come in contact with them–hopefully unscathed! In my experience this person was deceitful and arrogant to begin with but it increased greatly as he became more successful with money. Bless you for wanting to see the best in people but some are not to be trusted. Some enjoy hurting and manipulating others.

      Thank you for your very thoughtful remark here. I so appreciate you sharing.

      Peace…

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  17. Bang on theme. Greedy people build a wall of deception around themselves to hide the hatred they feel. Very difficult to distinguish when emotionally involved with them.
    My posting this week is the first poem I uploaded to my blog, it was written just after the death of my father. Couldn’t seem to address the theme.
    http://planetcyberluz.com/2010/04/16/end-of-days/

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    • You are so right, Tigerbrite. It’s very difficult to distinguish the truth especially if you are very young and inexperienced with the ways of some very ugly ones.

      Thank you for sharing your thoughts here–I agree with you.

      Now let me go see what you have shared…

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  18. Good stuff! Unfortunately we all know or have known people like this…very full of themselves and floating like a helium filled balloon headed right for a big prick (thorn, I mean)…We seem to have
    confused the pursuit of happiness with the gloss of outer beauty or
    the lie of prestige and/or wealth. Good reminder, thank you.

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    • Thank you, Tolbert. If you place yourself above others–floating over their heads–you’re bound to be “pricked”! What goes up must come down…

      I appreciate you sharing your observations–I agree.

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  19. Looks & manners can be deceiving … and THAT is no illusion!

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  20. Having personally and intimately dealt with someone who had NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorder) I can say you truly hit the nail on the head with this one! They are the ultimate deceivers…of both others and themselves. This was a powerful write. I’m sorry you had to experience such a…person.

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    • That’s exactly what my person had–NPD, as well as perhaps being a sociopath–extreme.

      I’m sorry you had to experience such a person too. Thank you for sharing your observations and comments with me.

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  21. lovely but I can not help but feel sorrow for surely such things can not be of choice hence a Disorder ;s…. very well written, regards Spider…!

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    • I would agree–it must be a disorder. But from what I have discovered, it can be difficult to treat because the people that have it don’t see themselves as having a problem. You have to acknowledge it to treat it successfully.

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  22. Gayle, I hope all is well. Doesn’t seem you are posting or visiting as much as usual. Missing your sweet gentle cheer. Blessings …

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    • Jamie, I haven’t been as present lately that’s true. I had a sister here for two weeks–always takes away from blogging as much when someone’s visiting. All day yesterday I was at a workshop here in town with my two daughters, one’s husband and another friend. Didn’t feel so good last night and today(I do suffer from fibromyalgia)–I seem to be feeling better though now as the day has gone on. Thank you for missing me and your sweet concern. It really means a lot to me.

      In Metta…

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  23. A very clear and well structured poem. Its message is quite clear.

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  24. hedgewitch

     /  July 26, 2011

    Far too many let the world and their own heads come before the things that matter. Thanks for sharing with dVerse tonight.

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  25. Ha! You hit the nail on the head with this one!
    I have known a few like this…hiding behind the mask of spirituality, but like my wise mom always says “foolish pride comes before a fall”.

    Nice entry.

    I’m here:
    The Evening Wind

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    • Oh, your mother is a wise one–she’s so right.

      Thank you, Andy, for your visit and sharing your thoughts with me.

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  26. ugh…i have seen this man…clueless in his own divinity…well penned…you have it right on being hard to treat, this fits one of my patients well…

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    • It’s got such a grip on this one–whew, a bad case! I’ve always heard that the narcissist is tough to treat because they can’t see that they have a problem–they think everyone else is the problem. There’s nothing to do but leave them…

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  27. Better to always be who you are than to put on an act and be found out to be a deciever.
    I know we are many things to different people and we act accordingly. We are different at work, than at home and such. So, to some extent we each play many roles per day but, mostly its in honesty. Like a parent acts differenty to their children than with their adult friends etc. But this man seems as if he lived a double life and the double life was all fantasy of what he wished he was and not what he was in reality.
    What a shame to be decieved by someone like that, the let down must be so painful.
    Your prose is powerful and hits home right where its supposed to.

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    • I really appreciate you sharing your thoughts here. You’re right about people acting different ways with different people but we don’t change our entire selves to impress or deceive others.

      This person thinks he is a highly evolved person and that people just can’t understand him because the rest of us are not on his level. He truly is delusional and I have seen his karma catching up with him. He has hurt many people. Eventually you reap what you sow…

      Thank you for your kind compliment too.

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  28. I am happy to see you link up …nice to read this…very meaningful
    and powerful indeed.

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    • Very happy to have you visit and leave such a nice comment–thank you. It’s very late here–I’ll have to do my visit to you tomorrow.

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  29. Some people will wait for a long time to make their conquest, but in time the nature of the individual will out. As soon as one discerns it, one needs to cut them loose. Often they’re skillful in reeling their prey back in. Well considered.

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    • I am extremely grateful that I was not reeled back in!

      Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me–I appreciate that.

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  30. ALIVE aLwaYz

     /  July 27, 2011

    Damn this one is right on, so true, always surprised we are to compare those two people, the day it started and today, if they’re same it’s a bliss and I applaud.

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  31. Thanks for enjoying my expression here–getting out some feelings.

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  32. A sad state but true it is… well written.

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    • Yes…thank you.

      My grandmother owned a plant nursery named Wayside Gardens. Your name reminded me of my visits there when I was a child.

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  33. Tom Eliot

     /  July 28, 2011

    This is soothingly vitriolic – which i totally adored.

    Love the structure too.

    A satisfying growl at the self defeating nature of the blown up male ego….
    Not me you understand….. Im humble and not like the other guys…ahem!

    Great write

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    • Now that’s kind of an oxymoron isn’t it–soothingly vitriolic–but I love it!

      Lots of growling in that relationship…

      Thanks for sharing your thoughts with me here, Tom, and your nice compliment. So very glad to hear that you’re not like the other guys!

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  34. A paean to the folly of greed, of arrogance – and about being told off when it’s shown in all its tainted, blood-stained “glory.” This is shatteringly great, Bodhirose. Really tough to read, and the tougher the read, the more real it often is, to me, at least. Peace, Amy
    One to laugh on, Poets United prompt, Grass:
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/07/28/grass/

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    • If nothing else, if people can relate to what I’ve shared and know they aren’t alone in their struggles–well that would be great. Tough stuff happens to a lot of people out there–like, maybe, everyone!

      I’m drawn more to “real” reads too. I’m glad you liked this, Amy–thank you much.

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  35. such a dark powerful look into a dark personality

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  36. Just why does it sound so familiar?
    Gayle, quite beautifully you have expressed how it goes.. although something that is not so wonderful to say the least..

    The travel is so predictable and often obvious.. I wonder when will they try and break the pattern. Perhaps it’s time we stop taking it all!

    Many Hugs xoxoxoxoxox

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    • No, not so wonderful to be duped by a delusional person! I was very young and gullible–now my radar is out for these types. I keep far, far away!

      Thanks for coming by, Olivia.

      Hugs,
      Gayle xoxo

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