*Use headphones* Just another day of you turning into a mindless drone for Me. I want you so entranced by My voice, so consumed by My presence. I want you to empty that messy head of yours and give all of yourself to Me. Corrupting your mind is so therapeutic to you. Everything that you thought mattered in your life, doesn't. You thrive off of spiraling out of control. Your old self does not compute with your present self. Your present self is a brainless vessel just drifting into My world. A place where you belong. A place that you crave.