Bridled Ambitious, Doubt Endowed

Who will I seed with my obsessions? To wont with my unending diatribes. As I am much as I ve ever been saddled with doubt and clouded by misdirection. Therein my unknown, I am branded. Now too much the suspecting wild one, I venture unto new territory blinded, careless. But confident.

I am the leader of Self. Luring each available engagement as befits me. For every one that doubts, in time responds in kind. Until All are kindled to my dominion. Forthwith, all have beckoned to my voice.