The Demon Fired

Metaphorical Narrative

The manic enforcer paces, eyes wild, feeding on secrets and shame.
It wants to control your breath, your food, your health—your very existence.
It raves and lashes, demanding someone collapse so it can feed.
But today you see it as it truly is: a shrieking parasite, nothing more.
You raise your hand. The Sovereign Seal glows.
The house shakes. The demon is fired, smoke curling away into nothing.
Silence. Space. Exit.

Core Insight

The “outer critic” was never just a voice. It was a system-wide parasite—an anti-mockery demon that thrived on endless collapse.
Your body wasn’t broken; it was surviving under siege.
Now the siege is over. The parasite is fired.
Exit is not negotiated. It is sealed.

Saturday Experiment

1. Write the words: “Manic critic = parasite.”
2. Cross it out and stamp the page with 🦭 or your own mark.
3. Stand tall, raise one hand, and declare out loud: “Fired. No more.”
4. Take one deep, slow breath for yourself only—proof the critic no longer owns your lungs.

Sunday Reflection (3rd person)

• How did they first notice the parasite feeding?
• What shrank when they named it out loud?
• What part of their body felt lightest after declaring “Fired”?
• How will they use the Sovereign Seal this week to remind themselves: exit permanent, demon gone?