Look at you, knelt before Me, looking up at how incredible I am, how perfect I am, weak in every way possible for Me. I make you feel so weak, so pathetic, so humiliated, so insecure and so so inferior, and now you're totally dependent on Me, on My verbal humiliation that you not live for and thank Me for. I know you can't resist me loser, but you know I am simply unattainable to a loser like you.