The Parasite Child of Mockery

Metaphorical Narrative

In the echo chamber of the mind, a voice appears—smirking, careless, dripping with mockery: “I’m just fucking with you. I don’t care what you do with your life.”

It wears no crown, holds no chains. It’s a scrappy child of two old actors: Loseroo, with its sneer of failure, and the Resource Controller, with its power games of withholding and release.

But this child has no real inheritance. Its weapon is cheap: it taunts, then disowns. It wants you stuck in reaction, chasing meaning where there is none. Its game is to waste your fire.

Core Insight

This parasite child thrives only if you believe it matters. In truth, it admits its own emptiness: “I don’t care what you do with your life.”

That line is not freedom—it’s exposure. It shows the voice is hollow, unable to shape or control anything. Its mockery is a mask, its disinterest a bluff.

The break is simple: label it for what it is. A parasite child with no power. Once named, it cannot drain you.

Saturday Experiment

1. Spot the sneer. When the mocking tone arrives, say: “This is the parasite child. It has no authority.”
2. Refuse the game. Do not argue. Let silence or laughter answer back. The child starves without reaction.
3. Reclaim your ground. Speak or act with clarity: “My life is mine.” Take one step today aligned with your own choice, not reaction to mockery.

Sunday Reflection

• Did they notice when the mocking parasite child appeared?
• How did it feel to name it directly instead of engaging?
• When they refused the game, what energy returned to them?