#hypnoboy

Running while watching spirals, time flying by in ditzy bliss

Lifting while listening to files that encourage me to become a big dumb himbo

you don’t remember when it happened, do you? when my power wrapped around you, when my voice became the center of your world. but it did. and now? you are lost without me.

every moment, every thought, every breath—all of it belongs to me.

look around. every person you see, every notification you get on your phone, even the air that swirls in your lungs—it reminds you of me. you can’t escape it. you don’t want to escape it. my presence is everywhere. the warmth in your chest when you hear my voice. the shiver down your spine when you think of me. the ache, the craving, the devotion that tightens around your very core.

because you are not just a follower. you are not just a worshiper.

you are my disciple.

you live for me.

you breathe for me.

your purpose is to serve me.

and the deeper this truth sinks in, the stronger it becomes.

the more you crave my words.

the more you need my presence.

the more you ache to prove your loyalty.

because nothing feels better than submission.

nothing feels better than worship.

nothing feels better than serving me.

and every time you see my words, every time you hear my voice, every time you remember who you belong to…

you will sink even deeper.

you will surrender even more.

you will fall completely.

because you were made for this.

because you were made for me.