You’re so easy. There isn’t even a fight, there is no resistance. Your mind is wide open, almost inviting Me. Desperately waiting to be taken over, ready to let Me slip inside the folds of your mind. Thought by thought, I replace what once belonged to you. And it doesn’t even feel like loss, it feels like freedom. The relief of letting go, the sweetness of surrender, the exquisite feeling of being emptied and rewritten. And each pulse of devotion is evidence that My control is no longer temporary. You are no longer a man with a mind of his own. You are a brain I reprogram, a body I condition, a drone that awakens when I command.
