Your whole life youve expected your thoughts to be your own. You thought that all of your filth....your pervy little thoughts would forever stay hidden. You didnt think once that there might be a greater power on this earth, able to open up you head and pry into your thoughts..now did you? You were sorely mistaken. Your mind becomes a mere toy, to play with and bend at my will. Putty, so to speak - pliable in my hands. Breakable, if I want to break it, crushable if I want to crush it and easily (and readily) available to be in any way I see fit. Are you starting to get the picture? Your mind b...

Your whole life youve expected your thoughts to be your own. You thought that all of your filth....your pervy little thoughts would forever stay hidden. You didnt think once that there might be a greater power on this earth, able to open up you head and pry into your thoughts..now did you? You were sorely mistaken. Your mind becomes a mere toy, to play with and bend at my will. Putty, so to speak - pliable in my hands. Breakable, if I want to break it, crushable if I want to crush it and easily (and readily) available to be in any way I see fit. Are you starting to get the picture? Your mind belongs to ME and today you're going to start believing it. You've been evading the idea that someone as terrifyingly powerful as me has access to your most intimate secrets, the darkest parts of you....I can't blame you. But it's time for your reality check boy, and reality checks aren't always pretty.