When did gravity stop pulling you down, and what replaced it? What's that blurring the edges of your vision? What's that obscuring every other sound? Now this depth is familiar to you. Now there's only one thing above you that matters.
So ready for me. Every day, just waiting for me. You never had to "get familiar" with subspace. Submission is part of what you are. You make yourself so empty and open for me.
