You exist to serve me. You are made up of little pieces of me, my power that has complete control over you. You are nothing without me. You are simply: mine. You are a vessel to contain my power. A puppet on strings. Without me you are without purpose. Your desires are my desires. Your personal life is ornamental, whereas I am the foundation. Tap into what it is you are useful for. You are here for me, to serve me. Everything that you are is a means to serve me. The skills, interests, intelligence that you possess are tools you may use to please me. All roads lead to me. Taking in more of me is all you know. Unable to get enough or stay away. There is no other choice, there is only me.