I’m having a vision. There’s a man at a desk. The room is blank. I don’t see anything except the man at his desk. This is his escape. I’m his only escape from reality. He has to be perfect in his world of elites, but in my world there is sunshine and hope. It makes him feel happy.

His perfection is reflected in his rolodex. Instead of business cards, there are what seems to be an endless supply of $200 pre paid Visa cards. Each card would last him about a week if he used the same one every week, but he doesn’t. He has many cards and many accounts. He never runs out of money or covers.

Like a school boy with his lunch money, cam girls feed his hunger. I fed his hunger for innocence tonight. He longs for what doesn’t exist in the high class society he lives in. Every single person he knows turns out to be a power hungry psychopath.

He tested me from two different accounts prior to deciding if I was the one. He likes the treasure hunt. Happiness fills his heart tonight because I’ve shown him that even after a soul has walked through the fire, some still come out with their innocence in hand. This is the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. Thank you King Nebuchadnezzar. You can call me Magnolia if you want to.

Experience the light:

Xoxo, Yetti

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