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Ego Is a Liar

The Christian Satanist

It told me I was too much. Then it told me I wasn't enough.
Both in the same morning. Both in the same voice. Both dressed in my own face.
That is how the ego works. It borrows your voice and uses it to cancel you.
It tells you the silence is judgment. It tells you the attention is threat. It tells you the room is full of people measuring you against some standard that only it can see.
And you believe it — because it sounds exactly like you.
I spent years living inside its narration. Taking its inventory as truth. Accepting its verdict without cross-examination.
That's the violence of the ego: it doesn't argue. It just asserts. Over and over, until the assertion becomes the wallpaper of your interior and you forget there was ever anything else.
But I have seen it from the outside now. I have stood in the wreckage of enough of its predictions to know it has a terrible track record.
The ego said I would not survive. I survived. The ego said they wouldn't stay. They stayed longer than it promised. The ego said the work was worthless. The work found its people.
Liar. Every time. A beautiful, precise, well-dressed liar.
Now when it speaks, I listen the way you listen to a car alarm — aware, but not terrified.
Just noting the noise. Moving through it. Choosing not to let it decide what is real.
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