The things YOU own can end up owning YOU.
Possession is like dessert, there is always an extra s, but when you are full—you won’t mind walking through the desert to lose the added weightS.
possession
noun
3 the state of being controlled controlled by a demon or spirit or human or item.
• the state of being completely under the influence of ideas or emotion.
I borrowed something dear to you, something you’ll miss. Will it be me controlling your mind as I hold your possession? Do I control your mind or does an item of possession, of your possession, control your mind as I possess it? I see you getting hurt with fear, worried about your possession, the one that might be controlling you. It’s just a car, a car that has me worried too (for other reasons though), so I scratched its glass across the windshield for you. The glass I scratched will be around much longer that the rusting heap that carries it. I want you to see that as you drive it. I want to drive you too. That car hurting was hurting you. You can only scratch your hand so many times before a callous forms. I put a callous on your eye because it is a window to your soul. You’ll fell it develop as you drive. I scratched your window. I put a tint on your window to keep the possession away, but your callous is still forming.
You knew the game was called hot potato, you caught it anyway. And then you did something else: you passed the hot potato to me. I cut a little a piece of it off, digested it, and tossed it back. You were not as scared of the potato because it was smaller—but that seemed to anger you. Please forgive me, I have thick skin.
Possession is like dessert, there is always an extra s, but when you are full—you won’t mind walking through the desert to lose the added weightS.
possession
noun
3 the state of being controlled controlled by a demon or spirit or human or item.
• the state of being completely under the influence of ideas or emotion.
I borrowed something dear to you, something you’ll miss. Will it be me controlling your mind as I hold your possession? Do I control your mind or does an item of possession, of your possession, control your mind as I possess it? I see you getting hurt with fear, worried about your possession, the one that might be controlling you. It’s just a car, a car that has me worried too (for other reasons though), so I scratched its glass across the windshield for you. The glass I scratched will be around much longer that the rusting heap that carries it. I want you to see that as you drive it. I want to drive you too. That car hurting was hurting you. You can only scratch your hand so many times before a callous forms. I put a callous on your eye because it is a window to your soul. You’ll fell it develop as you drive. I scratched your window. I put a tint on your window to keep the possession away, but your callous is still forming.
You knew the game was called hot potato, you caught it anyway. And then you did something else: you passed the hot potato to me. I cut a little a piece of it off, digested it, and tossed it back. You were not as scared of the potato because it was smaller—but that seemed to anger you. Please forgive me, I have thick skin.


