My dear Nightshade,
You have written me time and time again on the subject of the subconscious mind, and I think it is time that I address it. The man's conscious mind is not only aware of your existence, but has given you a name. He doesn't speak to you of course, we could use that, build up a delicate little paranoia about him. Be that as it may you must work to keep him from doing anything at present, keep him as far from his own will as possible! Distracting him from his true identity for even a minute is a victory at this point, Nightshade, every second that he spends without distraction he grows closer to the enemy, infects more of the people around him with that horrid mystery, increasing the torments your incompetency has piled up for you tenfold what they would be if you could only throw him in front of a bus.
His subconscious is a tool, one that you learned to use very early in your schooling. However, using the subconscious to draw to distraction will require a mastery that only comes from experience that you have no time to acquire. In this, as in all things we do there is a delicate balance between not enough and too much. Each thought is a contraband that you must sneak past his judgment, into his conscious mind. Make it too close to your will, and he will see it outright and toss it into the fire, “take it captive” as the enemy calls it. Make it too close to his own will, abominably close to the enemies, closer even than he knows, and it will be innocuous, and worthless to your cause. This delicate balance is complicated further still by the uncomfortable truth that every attempt you make that is found out will increase his ability to sniff out your deceit the next time.
Enough of the consequences of failure, you will have more than enough of those come time for review, on to how you may redeem yourself. (How unfortunate for you that the enemy is the only source of genuine miracles, the realms of hell are much more realistic, as well you know.) The technique is simple enough, though it requires careful planning. The first step is to choose the destination you would like to reach, it is best to chose a well worn road especially for your first attempts. In this patient I would say your best bet is to continue to harp on the lustful thoughts that you have planted so deep in him. Yes, you might say that this is the vice he is most aware of, and you must realize that his defenses will be very high against an all out assault. However, catch him with a few “innocuous” thoughts (call them plans, not fantasies, which he will reject outright), and he may follow you. Do this well for a day or two, and a direct attack with memories or a tried and true fantasy, mixed with his “plans” will be assured to have a positive affect.
For example, try to convince him that anything that is that “beautiful” in his mind cannot be entirely dismissed, he will want to extract the passion and desire in these plans which seem to him virtuous from the lust that is inextricably braided with them. Here you have got him, he may even obsess for hours, indignant that he cannot participate in the exquisite poetry of marriage and intimacy, after all he has been so “good” for all this time and knows who he would like to marry, and is much more ready than his peers who have rushed into the engagement. How delightful it would be if you could work with Wartwitch to get the fool and his woman to simply elope, She has proven to be singularly incompetent in that regard. Between the two of you the my confidence in the inevitability of our ultimate victory is nearly shaken. It is well that our fate does not rest on the shoulders of insignificant tempters such as yourself.
Returning to the point, the more of these thoughts you dump on him at the appropriate time the better, as long as you tend the fire of indignation and pride, and none of his precious brothers stamp it out, he will be yours to lead further and further from his will. If you can salvage this case you will not even need my recommendation to enter the lower levels of administration, you may even be given a position on one of our infernal science teams. The stakes grow by the day, Nightshade. Your situation has been desperate for some time now. I have included (as usual) the latest edition of the informational brochure published by the department of compensation on the house for incompetent tempters. Do read it this time, and write back to me your reactions (be specific!) to the torments described therein. Fear is a wonderful motivator, and I think you shall need every bit of motivation you can get.
Your affectionate Uncle,