When God says... "Never"!

So God said to me when I left home I would never go back, and I said, "yeah, right!", and frankly, while I have been busy battling every step of the way, I had taken it for granted that He would put some foolproof means to enusre I would be unable, even if I tried, to go back.

Turns out the only person who can stop me going back is... me.

Turns out, moreover, that I do NOT want to go back.

Think about it. The upcoming rampage when God goes out [still working on that bit, because I have found out that I am a person who loves the physical practical, and it is God's prerogative to do the impossible practical, like flooding and stuff, but somehow, I have to SAY something to get it done... it has to be... relevant to my circumstances and to the time] and, effectively announces that the governements of the world are on their last legs, and at that time, I become the most well known person on earth [read about the owner of facebook as being the most influential person of the decade? Well, before I even get going facebook must cease to be... as payback, of course] and end up getting the planes and the land that is bigger than the whole of Zimbabwe... Alaska... and THEN I decide to go see my sisters.

Imagine the greeting. Kinda like the indestructible gelatinous mass, BOB, greeting the alien in "Monsters vs aliens", "hello, we are here to destroy you!"

I mean, I would in effect be saying to the people I care about the most, "hi, in a few years, it will come down to the fact that the world can not support you... and me and  those I have chosen, so you will have to die, but cheer up, here are a few million dollars to keep you going till you die. Now, remember the fun we used to have as kids?..."

Somehow, I do not see a meaningful conversation developing there. All I see are glazed over eyes, and the abject terror that comes into people's eyes anytime one mentions death, imminent or otherwise.

Well, anyway, I guess a visit is really NOT the wisest of moves, and the mere fact of trying to ascertain whether people are OK is not enough to risk giving them cardiac arrests just to make sure, right?

So, zimbabwe is out of bounds to me. Which means Sam, my friend, skim a lot of money from the lodge of his, and hightail it to Zim BEFORE I come back down to start on this... archaeological venture -- cradle of mankind--...[ I always MIX business with pleasure. Cant live a life in... MONO-tone]

Speaking of ... pleasure; yes, of course, women!

Am I going to limit myself to... these!

mmmh!

Do not know, there because I have not... tasted how it is to see if I want to burden myself with more or NOT.
But, there is this chick whom I rejected, remember her? The one who came with the crew-cut hair and badass attitude? yes, the one with the... ass.
Frankly, I have been having second thoughts about her, especially as it turns out that most of the feedback was the ... censure... of the holy spirit; you know, the basic, you piece of shit, you can never get it right type of thing!

So, since I am using MY eyes, and following God's advice to "Be Myself", I have to make a few concessions:

-True, the chick had an attitude, which was easy to decode as being caused by having had a child and the guy left her with the baby. What I objected to was her trying to take it out on everyone else, like everyone else owed her, or something... and it was to THAT I objected, and she 'heard', and the other blonde chick also heard, and calmed me down.

but she has a son, and from what I have seen, she REALLY wants to be free from the kid. Because the last time I saw her she was sitting on the beach, on a bench, and you could keep a whole football field between her and the boy.

 now, being selfish, and seeing she is NOT bad-looking, I have decided to accept her offer; but she knows where she will leave the kid,  because I will have nothing to do with that.

The only thing she has in her favour about being a mother, as far as I am concerned, is the fact that I do not have to swallow my disappointment that, had she been a girl, I would most probably not have been the first anyway, what with free sex all-around anyway.

Another thing I can not stand is a child that is either in diapers or being... trained... by the mother, even if a girl... because I am NOT interested in being caught in between reminders of some guy having had the woman, and now the woman comes to... ME... and tries to have me take responsibility.

I think michelle does not realise how much I hate her for what she did to me, because if she did, she would have run as far away as possible, because some times I feel so positively murderous I want to throttle her.

Just to wind it all up, i think I will take the girl who bought the key-rings as well, otherwise I will be bitter too much with the women, just thinking of how many times they must have had it... and then DARE look at me.

Even the ten. I would be VERY surprised if there was a virgin among them. And even if there was, it does not mean that they did not DREAM about someone at one time, so, it is pretty much the same.

So, yeah, I probably WILL look for more women, but those that are unattached, and those that have less of a baggage than normal, because a 'perfect' woman I will never find.