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What Kind of Empath Are You?
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You are a Judge Empath, one who is a "truthsayer". You can tell truth from lies, good from evil. You do not tolerate wrong doing. You are a defender of the good and the innocent. You are kind and merciful but do not play foolish games. (from "The Book of Storms" by Jad Alexander at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Empaths/)
Judge
90%
Shaman
75%
Universal
75%
Traveler
75%
Precog
65%
Fallen Angel
65%
Artist
60%
Healer
50%Being an empath.Do you comprehend what I feel Do you know what it is To feel another's pain and fear? Ah, no, I see you do not. Can you imagine, then, Coming awake in the night Deeply afraid - aye, stricken to the quick With dread And mortal terror Because somewhere, someone you love Has had a nightmare? Ah, no, I see you do not comprehend. Then picture this: You attend a party But do not drink. You are not in the mood to drink. Yet you still get drunk Without drinking Because those around you are drunk And it hurts. Oh, I see, you grasp the basic idea Bu you cannot believe in the phenomenon. (It is quite real, I assure you, And could you see my soul I would show you scars.) But regardless Of your faith or disbelief Let us assume for the sake of argument That it is so. Ah, yes, you say you can imagine If but this were trueBut you do not.Save your protests; I know you think you see What I have said so far, But that was merely prelude. If one you love is suffering From confusion, grief, or fear, You might wish you could take their pain That they not suffer - (I see you nod assent) - But would you still make that wish if you knew you really could (Don't interrupt just yet...) And in fact had no choice in the matter? Ah, you begin to understand me, And still don't know my pain. But that blonde girl in the corner Has been listening to our conversation And knows exactly what I mean. How do I know? It should be obvious: I know she knows for the same reason that she knows. Alas, I have inadvertently reminded her of her pain But she is better at keeping it to herself than most. Please, don't look at me like that.Imagine now that a stranger is crying And you share his pain Though you do not know him. No, it gets worse. Trust me. You are in a room full of people, yes? Well, one of them is very, very shy And quite frightened And frustrated because of it. You doubt me? Ask the blonde girl in the corner; She feels him too. But wait - that is not the worst. See the tall fellow by the potato chips? See his face? Wrong -- he is not the one. He is merely one who is affected by the shy one But he does not know whay he feels that way He is not that way himself, usually, and does not understand what is happening to him. The look that crossed your face was horror I see you do begin to understand.No, I do not know where the shy one is, and would be as bewildered - And frightened and frustrated - As the tall one there Were we not already discussing this. What? You'd thought I was immune To that sort of effect Through knowledge, or practice? No, just luck. This time. For in the course of a day I can run the entire gamut Of human emotion Changing moods several times an hour And never understand Never realize What has happened. Yes, now you see. But though you truly do comprehend My joy and pain are not as your own As yours are to me. Oh, yes, I feel the joy of others too Which is often more confusing.So now you know how I knew That you cried yourself to sleep last night, And why I was there at your door this morning When you thought nobody knew. No, I did not read your thoughts, But knowing the nature of your distress I guessed the rest.You miss her very much, don't you? I wish I could show you why she left. Yes, I do know, but I cannot explain in words. You loved her very much.D. Glenn Arthur Jr.
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