Another serious Problem

So, I was just there thinking that I should tell You that I want to live in the Castle. But then I figured: Maybe the castle sucks. And ... in an attempt to figure out what I'd want and need ... I'm losing track and say screw it.

But I definitely need people around me. Like, a team that can give me anything I want. If I want burger, I want burger. If I want a hazmat suit, then I want a hazmat suit. If I want a chopper in the air, then I want a chopper in the air. If I want long range tactical missiles, then I want long range tactical missiles. I mean, that's the ballpark I assume; And for me and us and all that - I hate to say it, but who soever choses to be our enemy, well, is probably not a good person.

Meanwhile however there's the normal way of life, the way things go. That needs to be maintained as we next want to use my privilege to coordinate changes to this way of life ... so, I myself am not a part of that equation. Of the end all be all. My purpose is to be the one that nobody can be. Like ... Hitler I suppose. But different. We need to make sure that the Systems of Democracy work - and that the whole of civilization can function - while I merely require special access. So, more like a Shadow Emperor. Except I'm doing it in broad daylight.

And so, first I want top level briefings of everything that's going on in the world. That's ... a key event, I would assume, that has to transpire before we can get any further. By that point a first preliminary whole can be called present. If that also translates into "vulnerability", then well, that's the cost of it.
And from there we'll have to see. And there will always be a "from there we'll have to see" - by the way. So, if I want a Sniper Team ready I want a Sniper Team ready.

Like, wouldn't it be fun to SWAT nasty streamers ... and put them into Gulags?

I feel like that's what's being asked of us.


I mean, I don't know. But well, Blasphemy is that - and I feel like I don't like being Blasphemed. And yea, it's all fun and games until it's not. So, what's the math on that?

Here's math: I don't have the physical strength nor the mental endurance to do certain things like ... kidnap someone. And it gets worse because the distance between deepest impulse and final action ... it's not just one stop, so ... things can happen before one thing comes to another. This can be considered a buffer, or a tolerance that does however exist due to our nature rather than by intention. And it can work against us. If we're "too weak" for instance, it can be physical weakness - so, at the end of that distance, or some kind of mental weakness ... which is all about crossing that distance. This is where company is useful. If both agree to either left or right, the wiggle room for spontaneously changing a decision shrinks, and the need for an actionable agreement rises.

Somehow I was under the impression that someone would have to teach me this, or that it would come naturally - but alas, here we are ... .
But sure, none of this comes together by itself. But slowly I'm running out of patience. Where's my Special Elite Commando Task Force? I need Intel!

I mean, if You want something from me other than 'the Message' ... You need to give me ... that. Sure, put me in a mansion with nurses. ... You can't all be that stupid! I mean, I'm losing it so ... I'm not going to pull anything together anytime soon. I mean, something had to give and now ... I don't know anymore.

But yea, most of all - first thing around me, whatever whereever, I don't just wanna be a guest there. But ... I'll take what I can get. Sortof. You set the stage. I mean, the stage is set ... in that, however we begin, the end is going to be the same. Supposedly.