Wondering spirits only wanting to be ruled…

Feigning the conquest of an inhabited body….

You don’t want to control but be controlled..

Leaderless.. Scattered.. Hell bent.. And insecure…

What might do you need to prove…

Prowess unrendered?

Embrace me… And I’ll show you greatness beyond measure…

True purpose… Undefinable prowess..

Not love but dominion…

Not only dominion but solidarity… Thoughts combined, combusting in unity…

Expressing free-will throughout…

Defying all law and order… Liberating the mundane and in its place inserting the quiet storm… Uprooting the stripped man…

Allowing that man to be an exaggerated reflection of what he was meant to be…

A sanguine conception… No longer a dead man walking… But a bloodied soul alive… Lingering…

And just…doing…

Do what thou Wilt…

And with me.. I will allow you to do as much undoing as you see fit… I will allow you to destroy this matrix-built-holograph any way that you see fit…

If you would but humble yourself… And follow me…