All in flux, my mind is always changing. This is Meta’s Uncertainty Principe: When I know my position, I don’t know that I will swing. When I am in flux, I don’t know where I will land in terms of decisions.

Right now I am all over the place. I’ve made up my mind so many times, but I always change it. My identity has been shattered by MK ULTRA. My stress levels have been incredibly high on my Heartify app. My stress is up to 96% some days. My energy is low. I spend all this time planning out of stress, but I cannot follow through out of depletion.

This is what it means to have a damaged executive functioning. These trail of blogs show the proof that my mind is that shattered potters vessel. I’m doing it to you too now. Being kept in literally throwing mugs at the wall for too long has left me feeling completely damaged inside, much like all those object that I have broken.

Maybe when you break a mirror, bad luck actually does follow. I myself have broken three. It’s too bad the website that I recruited for my governor race doesn’t feature governor races. It doesn’t matter much to me though, as I already changed. Just like I always do. Just like the world always does too.

A lot is going on here in the Twin Cities with ICE. I have not been too preoccupied with it. I’m more focused on my personal decisions, as this week is going to be another big deciding factor of where my life goes. It’s a lot of pressure, but mainly I am just putting it on myself.

I don’t think going for attention would make my life better in any way. I think it might make the life better of other people, but after the recent shooting of Renee Good, I just intuitively feel to not involve myself in publicity stunts, which is what trying to make a bid for governor would be. I don’t feel like that is cowardly as much as it is protective. I am not protesting, even though I support the protestors. I just know I cannot deal with any more stress than I have already.

I’ll let the front lines fight it out. I don’t belong there, after all, I am King, or so they say. Even though I’m still trying to sort through my life, what I do know is that the front lines of Armageddon is no place for a King. I may have been involved with starting certain wars, but I still want to see them through, as that “King of King, Lord of Lords.”