For a con to work, you have to have a willing mark.
The mark wants the lies you are telling them.
Then there’s that other thing….it’s not a mark at all.
It is a reflection…a clone…a doppelganger
It makes you believe you have power
When you don’t
It lets you believe you’re smarter, stronger, better
When you aren’t
It hangs on your every word
It looks you straight in your eyes
It’s humble as you take all its money
It’s quiet as you run your mouth
It’s quiet as you rob, steal and kill
It ignores your stupidity
It defends your fake sensibilities
It despises you
It’s the shadow that is always with you
All the while coiling itself slowly savoring all your disrespect, your lies, your betrayals
It says nothing even though it’s repulsed by you
It despises you
Yet it bides it’s time
Keeping you busy, busy doing a whole lot of nothing
Then when the winds of change begin to blow
And your money is running low
It springs from the shadows
And it destroys, destroys everything
What is it?
It’s you.
You worst enemy AND you best friend was always You
#WeWantedEveryLie
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