You’re reading this. You’ve already made a conscious decision to submit further to me than merely lurking on Tw1tter. Yet for some reason you still hide in the shadows, afraid of what might happen if you relinquish all control to me. That’s not what you need to be afraid of. Living day to day without purpose, always part of you unsatisfied, an itch that can’t be scratched. It makes you anxious, puts you on edge. Your palms are sweating now as you read this because you know it to be true. Lurk no more. Take your submission further, live the life you were born to live. You waste thousands a year on things you don’t need trying to fill a hole in your life. That hole can only be filled by me.. That money, when handed over to your god, will give you the fulfilment you didn’t think you could ever experience.