Monday, 18 April 2011

Sunday, 17 April 2011

Congratulations!

...Little Miss Strange, goddass of the temple of Narcissus. That blatant trolling number on our site well and truly takes the Stockholm Syndrome to new heights of the demented.  Since when does disability grant you carte blanche to go dumping your psychobabble on us, as if we should feel so obliged? Are we your minions? I think not! So someone saw through all the cult psychology to the real motives of your gestalt role plays. No one would have noticed, let alone who or why until you came crashing in with that typical old ploy- forever trying  make the accused look like the accusors. That is, after all, what all that cult positivity NLP crap amounts to. Poor little deluded domina, I guess you really got ahead of yourself that time and stuck both feet in your mouth. Let's get one thing straight here, your self-righteousness, there isn't anyone trying to compete. What you're really trying to say is that you can't sucker us into your cheesy narcissistic crusade. Wake up, smell the coffee, and go nail yourself to a cross elsewhere. We're not interested in your bullshit. As they say, not everything with two cheeks is necessarily a face.



Friday, 1 April 2011

A New Narcissist in Town

Indeed the 500 pop ups of gestalt posturing says it all. However, if this doesn't leave the desired impressions, there's always the suggestive little cordialities and other seemingly charitable offerings. The trendy positivity NLP with all the catchy occult teasers- what wannabe-exalted could possibly resist the urge? Of course she says she has nothing to hide. That is, after all, the object of the game; to get in your face with every lurid detail of her self-expression. Cue the insatiable laments of "do you recognize me", amidst the sycophantic praise from her minions. All the love and light for the obvious lack of any real worldly insight. But of course being put on a pedestal is not what she wants. She wants to get so far under your skin, it's rather like a bad case of  Rocky Mountain spotted fever. It's not the sexual attitudes, but the pathos behind them that comes across like something insidious. As if profligate is another word for open-minded. Talking from the dirty undergaunch of a bible-thumping valley hicktown just doesn't cut it with me. I've been there too. Is it really any wonder why most prefer to leave in silence? This surreptitious muppet will exploit it any way she can to look so congenially misunderstood. It's really all about reverse psychology in the old guru to neophyte gestalt- heaven forbid being "negative" when all she wants is our best. At least where I hail from, the authorities are not so ignorant of such subliminal honey traps. Be careful what you wish for.