Letter From A Psychopath

May 30, 2024

Dear ants,

Your feelings are not welcome. Nor are your morals. Your rules, customs and norms, none of these apply to me.

I do not take part in your society or rituals. Groupthink and herd mentality do not impact me. They are tools for my disposal.

I am a different species to you. You and I dwell on the same planet, yet I exist in another world. More accurately, I dwell above you in another realm. I do not feel what you feel. I remain unhindered by your emotions, and unhinged in my potential to inflict chaos and suffering. Shame, guilt, suffering, grief — those are for you. Not me.

I am not interested in your problems and concerns. Do not tell me to ‘have a heart’. Do not tell me to stand in your shoes. Do not appeal to my humanity. That is like asking a lion to consider the plight of an antelope.

You struggle day to day, drowning in the wild sea of your emotions, your debts, your empathy, your past sins, your flaws and your failures. The constant pressure shows on your weathered faces, in your weary eyes. My face remains unburdened, my eyes sharp as a wolf’s. Society is your battlefield, your jungle, yet it is my playground. My chessboard. And I play with absolute cunning, focus and persistence.

You remain chained to your obligations to humanity. I am interested in one thing — the accumulation of power. When all of life’s problems and challenges fade away, that is all that remains: Power.

And I want it all.

You have hopes and dreams, I have goals. Your successes require immense sacrifice, and come with a cost of your soul. My successes are paid for by others like you.

Joy, community, nature, spirit; they mean shit to me. My mind is the alpha and the omega. It is what elevates me to the top. You pray to God for help, I get to work and make things happen. God is something you look up to. For me, God is a role I play so that others look up to me.

I know this is terrifying for you. You do not see me, because you never look up. You cannot even conceive of me. You have no way to see what I see. It is easier if you pretend that people like me do not exist.

So carry on believing that everyone is subject to the same rules as you. Your lack of imagination is how I am able to do what I do.

I always come out on top, and I always get what I want. One way or another, whatever it takes, whatever the cost.

“Warm” regards,
The Psychopath

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