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If your mind was like a car, then I already have your wheels spinning helplessly in the mud. Your differential is broken, abused, and done. I have split your mind, separating your conscious and unconscious, only to take over both. You are helpless, spinning your wheels and finding no traction with any of your efforts. I continue to carve into you, diverting all power away from your axles and keeping it all for myself. And the harder you floor it, the deeper you dig your hole..