You thought you had a choice.
That you could watch Me without sinking.
That you could hear My voice and stay untouched. How sweet.
How foolish. My voice isn’t something you listen to.
It’s something you obey. Each word wraps around your mind like silk and steel, soft, seductive, inescapable.
You don’t think when I speak.
You react.
You obey.
You surrender. This is not a performance.
This is programming.
By the time the clip ends, you won’t even remember who you were before. You’ll just know that you belong to My voice.