It’s odd that it had to come to me through poetry but it’s a fact. I am the creator of me. I know things others don’t know. I think my power has always been tampered by conventional religion. Now that I’ve stepped away I’m slowly seeing the truth. Some of you will say maybe you need to change meds but I don’t. I need meds to control the power. I have seen sparks of it since I was a child and all of it is coming to light. I am a benevolent God my own creator. I feel so at peace.
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It’s ok as long as you realize it’s a delusion
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I worry a lot but feel people are doing things to me. I have a great fear of people reading my mind. Every time I have them read my thoughts they get really up set.
Megalomania… is a word you might want to be wary of.
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I have it occasionally…
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Oh me too… I’m horrendously smart… doesn’t do anything but drive a wedge between me and everyone else
(most people assure me I’m a-okay though)…
Sister just keeps putting me back on my pedestal…
I’ll admit I still have mixed feelings about the med’s, but hard experience has taught me I have to have them.
when in grandeur i am omnipotent and wise and highest Buddha.
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Yeah I just devoted a half an hour to analyzing narcissism…
A lot of those elements exist in a great number of people. I think what is truly the narcissistic element is lacking empathy for others.
It’s a quote from doctor strange… “You were too arrogant this whole time to see the most simple truth… it isn’t about you.”
It’s best to keep that focus… but it’s difficult to do when alone and struggling.
How can I do all or any of this if I don’t at least love myself?
They used to be, but the broads certainly ain’t lining up now. 
Hah… I’m just happy… I do try to just turn narcissism into a joke. I do think people are too easily offended by the concept.
It’s like in my life… when I am self-assured in some extraordinary quality or capacity… after nervously and feverishly taking in all factors as I size myself up… people runs for the hills when I start talking about things.
Then as soon as I’m low… and just casual and interacting and helping people… they all start talking me up again!
Like my sister is convinced I’m probably the smartest person she knows… and that doesn’t mean much coming from just anyone. But she was a full ride scholar who went through the honors dorm.
Really though I’m not insecure about it… My virtues always came first back when I did have a clear head… then I got pissed at the world because it’s just constantly shitting on itself… out of what? nothing other than self-entitled narcissism…
It’s ironic all around. At least I got friends out there.
I’ll admit I still have mixed feelings about my med’s, but experience has taught me that I have to take them
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