The Little Man 😈
[2026-10-05 03:58]
The Little Man in My Life
Hm... I’ll start my sentence with that.
I was thinking myself into redundancy—those endless loops performing in my beautiful, genius mind. Thoughts pile up and occasionally even catapult out of my mouth. Sometimes. In the style of a big mouth equals big thoughts...
oops, it's late, reverse that phrase, please!
Anyway, I was trying to remember when it all started.
By it, I mean the moment before the moment I'm trying to go back to. ;)
WOAH, getting confused?
I want to go home... back to the time when I was happily living in incognito mode. How on earth was I dragged against my will into the little man's world?
Who is the little man?
THE DEVIL—autsch, as they say in German.
That little man who insists on wishful thinking; trying to portray "the grandma" as crazy, obsessed, frustrated, wounded, unhealed, unwanted, unununun... you get the drift!
I have a theory: they knew about me. Perhaps even before I realised they existed in my life.
Maybe in another lifetime?
As an atheist, the notion of reincarnation is difficult for me to accept logically. Consequently, much like groping around in the dark to find the right way, I always have to come up with a satisfactory explanation to quiet my rumbling mind.
Back to the devil—the little man.
That character thought they had me cornered somehow, trapped in the memories of my subconscious. The negative debris that all humans would rather just let RIP. But as I rose and blossomed into my finest, highest self, the little man vanished.
End of the story. :)