It’s a question I asked myself many times before.

So when one has the thought about me, I know the answer.

I’m a telepath. Anyone reading what I write,  I get your thoughts about it.

What gives me the right to know your thoughts?

It’s not about what’s right, its about it can’t not be a telepath,  I was born a telepath.

Born.

That gives me the right to anyone’s thoughts about me.

I get it terrifies some, and some are fascinated by it,  and others are wondering how long before we tell him.

Any thoughts about me I get.

Motherfucker moments is one term I use for it.

That motherfucker, how does he do it.

That appears here and there.

That’s the thing about people who can’t read the thoughts of others. The think no one can read there mind and its the most narcissistic bullshit there is.

Its private.

What’s private?

Look around and see the ads that know you.

If you have no secrets why worry.

If you do have secrets that’s what I know first.

I love me.

Now think about it.

I spend most of the time blocking everyone out. Even I need a break.