They actually express themselves with / through my organs, as if I'm theirs. They have their hands all inside me, squishing my heart, like a puppet, pressing a remote control trigger, aimed in mydirection, and emptying my adrenaline, making me slowly nauseous, have to piss with an electronic squeeze of my bladder-my whole body inside and out is at their whim, to use like an expensive, life size remote controlled doll toy, complete with my own ‘apartment’ to walk me around in, like a life sized doll house, to go with the doll. They’ve become addicted to such a strange toy.
"WHERE'S YOUR GOD, NOW!?", I hear them yell, as they send sharp pains to my lower shin bones and wrists - I assume in a 'jesus christ' mockery of whatever prayers I manage to (not so silently, cause I hear their voice saying my prayer-thoughts) pray...
Until now you didn't even realize that it's a microphone you’re speaking into, or that’s picking up the sound of your voice, and letting me hear it – or you didn't realize that I knew it - really I think you have been pretending to be in denial, haven't you? you acted all surprised, and I think you were! Like it didn’t occur to you that that’s how I hear you – what did you think!@?ThatI thought you were just majic, all of a sudden?? I probably give you too much credit. I NOW SEE HOW YOU are the ones who are brainwashed – and how this whole process just overwhelmed your little senses of reality, and literally drove you crazy, en masse! Amazingly ironic, since that was the original intention for me . Just keep going through the motions, by all means don't get bored or curious about your own lives / minds! |
