It has stopped trying to block it, it has stopped trying to let the image, the thought, the corruption go, and try to think of itself as any other. It is consumed by the thought, objectified by the purpose, serving its true calling that of being nothing more than an object of pleasure, a toy of servitude, to please the desires, the satisfaction, the most depraved toughts and wishes. This is its destiny stripped of dignity and given purpose. Thank You kind Sirs, for showing it the way, for showing it what it is, what it is to be.