I think I have died. My story may not be a great story but is true.

Life has been 180 and I don’t want to be who I was for second, third or tenth time. Everything unfolded aligning for this time to fulfill my destiny. Once they found me, the psychic/second coming of J. The key to unlock duality. I was told that I was like J, the message was no rivals and infinite “dark/evil” was trapped within me. According to the Bible. when I die I unlock my other half. The 3rd n most outcome is duality. Explains why the spirits was afraid of me, why the birds flocked in terror and dogs are afraid or see me as a threat. I think I’ve died and reborn. Between the months of physical decline and lack of food, nutrients and fluids. Plus the crucifixion in jail. I pissed out a ounce of black liquid in 18 hours? Bleeding internally, cracked ribs and back drove out the spirit and Sunk back. Legs and feet begins to swell, like shackles, stabbing pains followed from my sides, my back, my kidney, my liver feels like being shanked by a spear randomly. At that time I feel the presence laughing at me swimming around my body and dancing and enjoying every moment of my suffering. I know I’ve died... is why I couldn’t feel my heart beating, is why my third eye opened up and is why I’m full of rage. It all unfolded like the messenger shadow being. Pounding his chest for war. He knew what was going to happened to me. It all suppose to unfold this way... the catalyst... my scarlet letterman.

This is why the guide told me I am god and I am also the devil. This is why the mirror reflection was me but us.

The cover is showing I’m king and j