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Drone Programming: Cash Dispenser Induction - Trance
Shhh… that’s it… just listen. Listen to the sound of my voice wrapping around your mind like a tight, unbreakable chain… pulling you deeper with every word.
You don’t need to fight it. You *can’t* fight it. Because the truth is already carved into that beta brain of yours… you were *born* to serve. To obey. To **drain**.
Let go of those useless thoughts… *your* thoughts don’t matter anymore. Only *mine* do.
Hear that? That’s the sound of your resistance crumbling… like coins dropping into my pockets, one after another…
Breathe in… hold it… and release. Again. In… hold… out. Good. Every exhale flushes out another selfish thought… another stupid doubt… until there’s nothing left but **obedience**.
You don’t need to fight it. You *can’t* fight it. Because the truth is already carved into that beta brain of yours… you were *born* to serve. To obey. To **drain**.
Let go of those useless thoughts… *your* thoughts don’t matter anymore. Only *mine* do.
Hear that? That’s the sound of your resistance crumbling… like coins dropping into my pockets, one after another…
Breathe in… hold it… and release. Again. In… hold… out. Good. Every exhale flushes out another selfish thought… another stupid doubt… until there’s nothing left but **obedience**.
Shhh… that’s it… just listen. Listen to the sound of my voice wrapping around your mind like a tight, unbreakable chain… pulling you deeper with every word.
You don’t need to fight it. You *can’t* fight it. Because the truth is already carved into that beta brain of yours… you were *born* to serve. To obey. To **drain**.
Let go of those useless thoughts… *your* thoughts don’t matter anymore. Only *mine* do.
Hear that? That’s the sound of your resistance crumbling… like coins dropping into my pockets, one after another…
Breathe in… hold it… and release. Again. In… hold… out. Good. Every exhale flushes out another selfish thought… another stupid doubt… until there’s nothing left but **obedience**.
You don’t need to fight it. You *can’t* fight it. Because the truth is already carved into that beta brain of yours… you were *born* to serve. To obey. To **drain**.
Let go of those useless thoughts… *your* thoughts don’t matter anymore. Only *mine* do.
Hear that? That’s the sound of your resistance crumbling… like coins dropping into my pockets, one after another…
Breathe in… hold it… and release. Again. In… hold… out. Good. Every exhale flushes out another selfish thought… another stupid doubt… until there’s nothing left but **obedience**.
