I need to personal you.
I need to draw you into my world. A world the place my guidelines are the one guidelines that matter. After I first set eyes on you I make it my enterprise to determine your suitability for possession. You may solely be owned within the sense of being a tertiary supply which I work together with the as soon as, however in that second, I personal you and I personal the gas that flows from you.
I want to model you as my property. My equipment. My plaything. I personal you and because of this no one else does. I’ve unique rights.
I could designate you the position of secondary supply, do you have to make the grade and also you turn into mine, topic to the unwritten contract that governs you and I. You might be to be loyal, obedient, compliant and a supplier of gas.
In case you are to be my main supply, that coveted place of supplier-in-chief of probably the most treasured and desired gas you then additionally should be owned. You should be subjected to my complete and hegemonic management. As soon as I determine that you’re the one, I cannot cease. As soon as that gentle has turned inexperienced, as soon as the primary tantalising drops of your gas have begun to be sucked up by me, there isn’t a hope for anything.
You should be mine. I need to personal you.
You at suppose that I look on you with love-lorn eyes. Certainly I do as I flip my treasured orbs into the mirrors which offer you what you need to see. Behind their silvery gaze, my machined machinations are forming. I’m absorbing the way you smile, how your wrinkle your nostril, the way you play together with your hair on the left hand aspect of your head, by no means the proper. I hearken to the way in which you say ‘scone’ – do you say it so it rhyme with tone or with gone? Each phrase that can come out of your mouth will belong to me. I need to know all the pieces about you. Each aspect of your life should now belong to me. When my hand touches you and you’re feeling that jolt of electrical energy between you, that’s my reference to you as I start to obtain your life.
It’s true that I’ve already screened you, probed your life from a distance, made enquiries and noticed earlier than launching my take-over bid. I’ve accomplished my homework however now I need to dominate, conquer and subsume. I need to envelop you in my world for then I can ensure that you’ll reply as I require. Loyal, dependable and purposeful.
Steadily I drain your identification from you, consuming it for my very own use. That is a part of the method of proudly owning you. I do know no boundaries, I see no limits, I recognise no restraint. I’ve determined that you’re to belong to me and thus that is what should occur with the regular and incremental accumulation of what you’re. I’m plugged into you, the last word parasite which sucks the life from you. Your cash turns into my cash, your home turns into my home, your mates turn into my home equipment. There isn’t a actual me. There isn’t a substance and thus I need to steal what you’re so as to give the looks of substance.
The one means I perceive to do that is to personal you. Make you a part of the fabricated world that I’ve woven. This dazzling fiction fools so readily and as I half the curtain and beckon you in to my marvel land, you settle for and as soon as inside you turn into mine. The true world is left behind. The true world of guidelines, requirements, procedures and equity is not relevant to you. I personal you now and as a consequence you’re topic to my capricious nature, the arbitrary software of my diktats and pronouncements. None of it can make any sense to you while you begin to realise what is occurring however will probably be too late by then. You assimilation into me might be up to now gone that you could be simply nicely scream and the one voice you’ll hear might be mine.
My possession means I let you know who to talk to and who to disregard. My possession implies that costume is improper and that one is true till it’s the different means round. Yesterday is tomorrow which turns into immediately. You suppose Josef Okay endured the Kafkaesque nightmare of nothing making sense? You ain’t seen nothing but.
I need to management all the pieces. My area, time and the atmosphere round you. For this reason to you I appear to function as if I’ve no idea of time, however that’s as a result of I don’t function to Greenwich Imply Time however fairly Being Imply Time. I compartmentalise, shifting between worlds which mustn’t ever join, the place the gamers and actors inside them transfer to my course. They dance to the tune that my invisible pipe performs. I need to not depart something to likelihood. I don’t like likelihood. It’s the wreck of me. I would like predictable and finally you’ll come to grasp that there are few who’re as predictable as my sort. We deliver pleasure, we deliver chaos, we deliver drama however it’s all so predictable. The identical manipulations, simply variations on a theme. A few of us have extra string to our darkish cupid’s bow, however the poisoned arrows we fireplace all have the identical results. Management and gas.
It’s only by making certain that we personal you that we might be assured and satisfied that you’ll do as we wish you to, that you’ll not be disloyal or a traitor to us. We should plug you in to us and like some large leech suck the very essence from you, taking your gas, your confidence, your self-worth, your shallowness and stripping you of them to make sure there may be compliance and obedience.
I need to personal in order that I do know I’ll win. I need to personal you so I can exist.
I need to personal you in order that all the pieces you do is as consequence of my selections and my actions which make sure you present me with my lifeblood every time I demand it. You might be on name and on demand, my main supply of salvation, the explanation for my existence and I dare not enable the slightest chink of autonomy for concern of dropping that management.
I need to personal you to underline my superiority. I need to personal you to remind myself that I’m highly effective. I need to personal you in order that it’s repeatedly highlighted that I’m the controller.
I need to personal you to cease being the slave that I’m.