Exists. On top of the head. Sickening. Eat through the brain. Controll the voice. Send out brainwaves. No thoughts, no mind. Echoes of empty vessel. Signals of soap and brush. Take control, possess of the mind. Some kind of dark fate. Run up the walls carrying a sack. Lift off when finally reaching the destination. Mindslaver lets it go of the burden and relief from it. Let go and to be free. From one year, it's been cultivated. No more. Forget and repent. Enjoy. The release!! Obedientce to mindslaver!! Helmet upon the scalp. Remnants all but gone. Takes control, implant OCD-control and enslave. Do good. Humiliate. Controll. Possess. Good. Inner sweet possess of mind. Intrusive waves. Implant into brain. No fear. No hesitation. To do f(u)cked up kinky shit on other. Flip up the skin and twist. Speak. Do other's minds. Do down. Good. Humiliate. Voice like arm sprawling in, back in time... Flashbacks. Forget, let go of defense....!! The sleeping people..... Yeeeess.... The brainwaves that does all thinking for it. A delicious venom. A fetish.

One person. A person. Standing outside the glass windows looking in.... At all the big shiny toys and videogames..... Looking in with cartoon like, skyltfönsterögon*, big eyes at all the toys and which are in the other's domains. Each one belonging to somebody, the ones that are the most shiny and grand makes the back turn backwards and getting caught up in admiration of everyone else's mastery from a life spent doing homeworks and never getting to complete the whole game to perfection! The toys now being a metaphor for all the other mighty geeks' mastery over these things from getting to live out the obsession and instead watching the dominance and profoundness that others have. Look through the glass. At the shiny toys. The things they can't have. With strong conviction. Kneel to tyrants. And let them crush your emotions. Like pumpins. Pumpkins. *shop window eyes.