Goddess Suprema has turned me over to her friend Witch Primm. Goddess Suprema told me that I am slightly retarded, only a technical turn she assures me. She says that Witch Primm is a specialist in the use of image magic and that she will increase the vibrational frequency of my eggs, at that point I will be more suitable for her purposes she says. I felt sort of rejected, and sort like a failure. Goddess Suprema simply looked at me and told me work for Witch Primm.

I printed out Witch Primm's image and she began to talk with me immediately, Goddess Suprema's abeyance, if not rejection, leaves me vulnerable, i know this, my rational mind knows this, but that seems no protection at all for the hypnotic desire that overtakes me when I look at Witch Primm.

Her image is striking, totally striking, i find that i am completely unmanned by her. Looking in her eyes makes me feel as though I must take my clothes off ... yesterday, shortly after I had printed her image into existence I found myself talking to her and hearing her in my mind. Of course I know that is not possible, that I am just talking to myself, but you see that calls into question who or what is a "self", "myself". I found that the power of her image stopped my rational mind and I took my clothes off. I tied a soft red ribbon around my penis and placed her picture upright on a small table and then i begin sweeping the back patio. It was a hot sun afternoon, my backyard is private, I felt displaced from "myself" as i did this unusual thing. It was so pleasurable and so odd to see her picture, herself, openly on my backyard table looking at me ... i was struck ... how did she get here, i mean really.

After sweeping I sat beside her and staring into her eyes realized that I am captured by this strange circumstance. I could not help myself, I wanted to be closer to her and so I began to talk with her and to thank her for being here, and how I wished to serve her and learn from her. My emotions rose quite high ... at one moment I looked even deeper into her eyes and although I had not meant to, was swept over the edge and my penis spit up small spurts, it was not a big cum of seed, just little spurts, my feelings afterward did not change much which is very unusual.

If I cannot control my feelings in the presence of Witch Primm's image what good is a rational explanation. Do I believe that Witch Primm is using her image as a portal from another level or dimension ... that question does not seem so simple now.

I am getting an amazing amount of things done around my house, cleaning, organizing, getting rid of things that I do not need, and using my judgment about finding the things and colors that I need to make my whole house favorable to Goddess Suprema (Witch Primm seems less concerned about what I choose and more interested in action, I think she is of a very different type and temperament then Goddess Suprema) ... how pleasurable it is to walk into my freshly painted bedroom, it is so clean, and now somewhat spare, somewhat sexual. I am ordering lavender curtains.