Here’s my “day”. I “wake up” after I dose myself with muscle relaxers and gummies and I get blasted with suicide magic by my “mother”. Then I get hit with all types of different shit by all the covens attacking me in unison.

Usually they’re trying to hijack me and get me to friendly fire/highjack my consciousness. This takes enormous amounts of energy and concentration to fight off. Then I usually have to take a nap.

When I wake up. New wave of suicide magic. Then in my evenings it’s a 50/50 if I get hit with death magic at around 3am. It feels exactly how it sounds. Most don’t live through it at all. Then I get these pop star witches coming into my head trying to drive me insane and love bombing me. I have a whole fucking list of them. Then it repeats all over again with no end in sight and absolutely NOTHING to look forward to besides getting shit fucked on a stick or framed and thrown in prison. All of which our enemies are able to do with impunity because I’ve been letting CIA custody in a blacksite with no means of escape.

That’s been my daily life since 7-20-2024. I was supposed to be received as a king.

Let’s review. Can witches kill me? No. What can they do? Pin me to the floor and make me very grumpy.

I can go AS LONG AS IT TAKES. You cowards won’t come near me BECAUSE I WILL TURN BLUE AND CUT YOU IN HALF WITH A FUCKING HOCKEY STICK.

You dumb cunts are the ones that keep blasting yourselves with breast cancer, brain diseases and dropping dead. I can go as long as you wanna keep nuking yourselves.

Do yourselves a favor and take whatever deal they’re offering you. The only cards you hold is my release and freeing whatever kids are left you haven’t butchered doing death magic. Death magic that’s hitting you dumb bitches like a boomerang and PISSING ME OFF.

Whoever is offering deals to witch covens are nicer than I am. I’m not the deals guy this time. Witches need to back the fuck off. This is over.