the Normal Person* play rough… Very rough.

There is a sort of design flaw in the Normal Person*; they don’t know when play has turned into a war. They basically never truly anger at their friends or people whom they love and admire, but a Savants* thinks they’re nothing BUT angry all the time. A Cat and the Normal Person* will think you play really rough when, actually, you’re far, far beyond a play by now.

If you yell at the Normal Person*, what they hear is, “Try harder! Play harder! You aren’t impressing anyone with that pussy move!” You may be yelling “stop!” at the top of your lungs, and if the Normal Person* thinks you’re a friend, they think you’re egging them on… “Stop, you’re making me laugh. You’re being a pussy. Try harder, idiot.”

Respect is gained by playing rough enough.

Everything, to the Normal Person* is a game of trust. To be honest, the same is true for a Savants* in a True Emotion Mirror relationship, BUT they tend not to confuse a regular relationship for a True Emotion Mirror relationship nearly as easily as the Normal Person* does. They’re a little naive, and they trust everyone who can be perceived as a friend, and that, is basically anyone who has ever spoken to them kindly.

Now, kindness may win the Normal Person*’s love, but if you ever do anything even remotely mean to them, even something they can interpret as such, they think: “Oh, the game is on, we’re friends now, and it’s time to PROVE myself!” You do X, and they do X+, until one of you taps out.

Unfortunately, if their target doesn’t consider them a friend and a Savants* doesn’t, you can’t take an insult or an attack that would want to make you forfeit a war with such an attitude: “Oh yeah, we’ll tap out, you win, you play the hardest, now, you have our respect.” The idea is laughable to a Savants*. The Savants* don’t like losing, we are SORE motherfucking losers, and we will always top any blow, especially with people we don’t think of as friends. And as such, the poor puppy is going to wind up dead before a Savants* takes a joke.

An Savant*’s usual limit is well-meaning jibes.

the Savants* are very gentle with their games. Everything they say is with a side dish of “I love you.” They are very considerate with their to-and-fro, and they always look at their friend carefully to make sure the joke doesn’t land too hard. If they see it might have, they immediately inform the other party that they were joking. Next, they try to rectify the situation with another joke or an apology.

They might, for instance, see the effect of calling a black friend “a niggar” with a certain, playfully challenging tone, and see how it lands. If it doesn’t land well, they’ll back off and apologize, or double down until the target understands it was said with love and friendship.

the Normal Person*…. Well… They’re not very graceful about that. They may call their friends niggars, but they don’t monitor the effect of their words very well. They think that even the stone-faced reception means “try harder.” They HONESTLY do not BELIEVE in hate in this world, which is their best and worst trait…. Because that faith is both naive and stupid, as endearing as it may sound like.

Physical insults

When to-and-fro with friends get to the physical end, things get very tricky with the Savants*. It’s not that they NEVER do this, but they again, monitor the effects of their pokes keenly. They may flirt with your girlfriend to see how you react, but if you seem not to be having fun, they’ll back off fast. They may poke you to challenge a bro into a fist fight, but again, if you don’t get a wry smile on your face, they back off.

With the Normal Person*, not so. They think no smile means “try harder,” not “back the fuck off, dude, we ain’t friends good enough for that crap.”

Interpreted calls to a game.

Sometimes even the Savants* wind up stepping on the Normal Person*’s toes so that they interpret that as a challenge to a game of rough and tumble. You might flirt with the wrong guy or sleep with the girl they like and they figure “Alright, I’m supposed to go after your wife once you’re married.”

This person who you merely pity and are friendly with because you work together thinks you’re his or her best friend. They have a huge crush on another person, and they think you know – because they’re obsessed with you and think you are obsessed with them, too, being friends and all, so you’d have an eye on everything they do, and would know full well who they have a crush on.

You would miss two things: First; they think you’re friend-friends, and second; they have a crush on someone completely out of their league. Without thinking twice about it, you hit on them successfully, wind up having a one-night stand or a relationship… And your the Normal Person* thinks: “Oh so this is the name of the game” and decides to steal a girlfriend or boyfriend from you at any means necessary, including lying about you to the person you want for real. And that’ll be the third thing you miss.

How to get out of the bind.

There are not very good ways to get out of the bind of to-and-fro with the Normal Person*. You have to take at least one point against you, and I suggest this one: “Mate. I don’t want to play with you. I’m a soooore fucking loser, and I will fucking kill you just to win. Don’t test me.” Use with caution and only if you mean it. Lower the stakes to what you’d actually do to win that particular match. “I will fuck your (adult) daughter and break her heart just to win,” or “I will take that pretty car of yours and wreck it on purpose, just to see you cry.”

The good thing about this is that once you realize that what they’re doing is a game, and what they think YOU are doing is a game, you’ll know to use the correct tone with them and they’ll hopefully get the message. Often, we wind up in a situation where we’re explaining ourselves: “I didn’t know she/he had a crush on that person, how could I? He/she is way out of their league!” And, to the Normal Person* this tone will sound “casual” and like an excuse, because they think you KNOW this is a game. It sounds like “don’t get involved, we’re in a middle of something here.”

If your life sucks, here’s one last thing you need to consider.

These games don’t only happen in real life. They also happen on the spirit level. If you have the Normal Person* who is somewhat of a loser in real life, they maybe somewhat of a wizard in the spirit. They can truly fuck up your life for you thinking that’ll get your love and respect pumping once you figure out it was them the whole time.

We’ve taken this as an act of god for a long time. Why our children die, why our husbands wind up dead, why we battle with our health or that of our loved ones, why there’s all this pain and misery in this world…. It’s these mothafuckers thinking they’re THAT loved they can do that shit and be not only forgiven but loved and cherished as a result of being a respectable sparring partner.

(And yes, that’ll take some freaking time to sink in.)

And, now, somehow you have to address that situation knowing THEY think it’s a fucking game. (The good thing is everyone will get back. We’ll all reincarnate, HOPEFULLY, next time, without our miss-matched the Normal Person* Thinking… Attachments.)

The lesson in the end: Games like this make you lose everything of worth and gain nothing of real value.

Taking part in these games, by the way, makes you lose everything of worth and win nothing in the end. The best way to deal with them is to just tap out as soon as you notice someone is playing these games with you.

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