As time flew by, my brooding over the matter only intensified. I began observing people, I taught myself to understand people. It was a long foray into an in-depth analysis of the human mind.
Baby steps merged into longer strides of understanding, I began to notice patterns emerging. Patterns that though simple in their isolated essence, tended to writhe and mingle with other patterns to form complex wholes.
I grew older, I began to notice a distinct lack of a strong emotion in my self. It was'nt comfortable in the least. I wanted to know what it was like, but still, it eluded me.
I would often visit coffee pubs and places of human congregation. Time in those places slowed down in my eyes, enough to allow my mind to draw up the necessary linkages between patterns and their resulting designs.
I can't remember when this compulsive analysis turned into a kind of second nature with me. I would walk into a room full of people and be able to identify almost perfectly, the relationship between any given couple of individuals.
I could see in colors that my eyes had never seen before, the manner in which people, as individuals, would allow or disallow certain others into their psychographic dominion.
It all seemed to fascinating, and I was soon lost in the turbulence of the field. I began to dig my toes into the sand at some point in time, when I realized that I was still left behind in the race to love.
Strangely, as much as it bothered me, I never once went out of my way to indulge in this cornucopia of feelings and emotions. I'll admit freely that I was genuinely drawn to it, but for some reason that I am at an inability to place a finger upon, I never got around to stepping onto the bandwagon with the rest of my friends.
While all this was going on, I noticed that my friends who seemed like shadows of a sworn enemy, flitted in and out of relationships that, they claimed, were expressions of love. I knew better.
I watched as I silently forecast their inevitable realization of the lack of love in their relationships and stood as a bystander as their relationships crumbled and fell like soft baked cookies under the weight of an iron smiths anvil.
It must have been around this time that some of my friends began to notice my ability to scan and analyze people from a distance. They were the people who unknowingly got me to step into a deeper reality that I had'nt even dreamt of, existed before.
I began to help them with their relationships, I'd give them advice, playing agony uncle for a long time. It seemed like an inevitable next-step ofcourse, but life did'nt end there.
Soon, I was playing people off of each other, I could correctly analyse people and place situations in their way so as to bring about a specific end result. It was'nt hard, but it had it's fair shares worth of an impact on the lives of the people involved as well as my abilities that later surfaced.
Soon, I discovered the ability to use my skills of psychographic perception and manipulation to force individuals to do things that they would never have done on their own impulses.
I could frame an individual and force his mind along a predefined path. All patched out in my own mind. Initially, it took a lot of brain power and It seemed to me to be something of an impractical method. But I was utterly wrong.
Today, I am capable of just wishing to perform an intervention, and I do the rest on pure intuition. It's grown its roots so deep into my system, that I am able to scan a mind, perceive its trajectory, draw in another personality, combine, mix and merge the individual paths into a specific design, create and introduce specific interventions, apply everything, and so, manipulate people into new individuals.
No, I don't claim to be able to do anything others can't do. I just claim to have found a way to do it. People worry about ethics and morals. If I don't use my learnt abilities to manipulate my environment and the people who live in it, I'd still be affecting them, I'd still be making changes to their reality.
This kind of intervention can be a good or a bad thing. But seriously speaking, it's impossible to decide on anything. People are manipulating others every single day.
Why should my intervention be regarded under a different domain? After all, the only difference is that I know what I'm doing and how to do it. Most others just do it without realizing it.
Some advice for the younger readers, if there's anything you truly believe in, you'll get there one day. If you have the will to do something, you can. just stick by your path. And if you are able to get yourself moving, soon, you'll have more than what you bargained for. :)