It can be fun to break the rules sometimes, to play around with the strict structure of things. Your mind behaves according to all sorts of rules. I wonder what would happen if I broke those too? Afterall, your desire to worship my feet doesn’t exactly conform to society’s rules anyway. So just take a woozy escape with me as I revert you back to your purest, most primitive self. Let me liberate you to express your worship with somatic expression, to move in whatever way my feet compel you to move, whether that’s touching yourself, staying perfectly still and blank, or whatever feels right in the moment. At my feet, you’re free.