For your mind to belong to me, for you to become my worshipper I must baptise your mind and wash away your ego. As you look into my eyes you lose track of time, you lose sense of self and you feel vulnerable to my gaze, staring into your soul. I have the power to make you into a malleable toy. My eyes make your knees weak, your heart thud and your hands tremble. Look deeper and soon I will erase you, and you will be a blank slate for me to create.
