Japanese News ... sort of

Imagine if you could hypnotise a television news anchor or presenter to do something like this on the late night news.

Live Trance Session Over Skype

Oh, what a joy is Skype. I'm currently using it to perform a live trance session online.

I'm finding it easier to trance my clients each time. Practice makes perfect - and live verbal trance inductions are so much more satisfying than email inductions, even now.

Would you like the love of your life to come to you? A hot celebrity, male or female, to wander into your room, half-dressed, drunk, hungry for sex with you? Let me trance you. Go here to relax first, followed by a meditation session.

One of my best clients was recently treated to a special event: seduction by both President Barack Obama and his wife Michelle. Athletes, movie stars, porn stars, the girl next door that you've always lusted after - whoever you want, just let me work my mojo on you and let me show you what I can do.

In The Presence Of The Master - A Dream

I'd like to describe a dream I'd recently had.

I found myself in a street at night full of people - young men and women. At a glance, I could compel them to do my bidding. So I made young women chase after young men, and gay men and lesbians find appropriate romance.

Then I had another idea. Summoning every couple I'd entranced to my side, surrounding myself with young, sexually-aroused couples, I commanded them to follow me. I knew of a place nearby where they could indulge their carnal passions freely.

I seem to have a lot of abandoned buildings, mostly hotels, in my dreams. This one had a vestibule, a lobby with a reception desk, and a room with a massive oval jacuzzi which, against all probability, still had running water and electricity, and a transparent dome overhead the same shape as the jacuzzi below.

I led the six couples into the jacuzzi room, past a little kitchen off to one side of the corridor, and told the couples to disrobe and enter the pool.

Then, before I could disrobe, I heard someone at the glass double doors of the front entrance, knocking, asking to come in. It was Mum and Dad, with one of Mum's brothers and his wife (Aunt-in-law?).

I ushered them into the kitchen area, and asked them to settle down and pour themselves a cuppa while I went into the back room to explain to the guests that they might have to leave. I hadn't taken two steps into the jacuzzi room when I realised that Mum and the in-law had followed me.

And they were standing right behind me when they caught the sight of six couples, in the jacuzzi, all stark naked, standing up "in the presence of the Master," as one of the young men said.