As I walked through the gate to the place though, in F/Hoek, I ran into none other than the I-know-it-all girl from the library that I mentally blasted the day I have written so much about, the one I... had... numbered among the ten.
Note past tense.
Either my 'voice' was in the backyard, or napping, or something, because I felt absolutely NOTHING before the event, none of that "Highlander" feeling that another immortal and/or enemy is nearby.
As for her, she was pushing the trolley, with her son in it, and she looked down and started fidgeting with something in it, but I just passed by, and my immediate worry was "OK who the fuck is responsible?" since I really do NOT like surprises.
Later, though, I was mulling over everything, and I realised that, nice ass notwithstanding, I would kill this chick if she ever came near me.
The reason is the one that makes me what I am, the... source... as God told me to... tell you, and it had never occurred to me that the whole reason why I am the way I am can be tied totally to... THAT.
So, I will explain, and then afterwards roll up my sleeves and, like Death, take out my scythe, because
My time is NOW
My father, in one of his- or rather, SEVERAL of them - bitter moments told me NEVER to get involved with a woman who has kids, because 'your mother lied to me when I met her, saying she had only one child, and yet, when her late husband's monies would come in, she would always buy TWO pairs of clothes, of different sizes, and send them to her former in-laws, and so, I put a stop to it, and said she would NOT have anything to do with those monies"
The result, my mother, because she wanted the respectability of being married, complied [though I now wonder HOW, because she is probably the stoniest hearted women I have ever met and say what you like, she does as she pleases, even now] and took it out, later, on my elder sister, myself and the one who came after me.
We lived in hell because two people prefered to lie to each other and my mother saw us as not 'her' kids but 'his', and probably went, "his kids are getting all the food they want while I can not do anything for MY kids! I will make them suffer!"
So she did.
Worse on me, because the 'kids' became 'sons', and so I was his son, and the focal point of her rage, and that is why, basically, she tried to kill me, and tried her best to see I never became much of anything, or was acknowledged as much of anything.
Now, God had stepped in from birth, with my... keeper... because He, like me, looks at things from a completely different perspective, like the future is the past to Him... which may explain why I tend to want to do things first, then explain them later.
Anyway, thing is, I ndiscovered, but till now could not articulate, that society is full of shit!
People assume women are harmless, and that a woman should not say what she wants, and so, they lie to them, get them under pressure to accept things that any normal person can see they do NOT want to do, and then, both the male and the female afterwards suffer at leisure, because a lie can take you only so far.
I scorn that.
MY policy has been that a woman makes her mind CLEAR about what she wants, and, since I am the man who gets the erection, while her clittoris is hidden, I must KNOW that she unequivocally has made up her mind that she will be mine, and THEN I will take her.
I will not, not now that I want to live a clean life, take a woman who has not made it clear to me that there is nothing and no one that comes anywhere close, because I do not want to have my life ... complicated.
I will also take it amiss if a woman decides to tell me she has nowhere to put her kid, and so i muct take care of it. i tell you the simple truth;- such a woman dies, at my hand, horribly, because that is an INSULT. "Having sex witrh some guy and then coming to me and telling me I have to be responsible? Fine, i will be responsible, like I will be for michelle:- I will dash that kid's head against a wall in front of the mother, and then strangle the mother as well. That I how I will take care of... business.
Anyway, these women 'saw' that they would be extremely foolish to ... mix... me and their affairs.
THEY are the three I harp on about so much. Now I am certain, at least, so take it as is:-
1) the girl I called, with specifics, the day after I finally decided I wanted to see this nicky? myself, and when I saw her, and she leaned towards me, I rejected her on sight, the short-term-memory bitch!
Anyway, day after, the woman came, and she made it clear, before I even focused on her, that she was removing herself from the man who accompanied her, and then removing herself from the kids she was with, and only THEN did she turn, and 'stop me in my tracks'. michelle, the bitch, could learn something there.
2) the girl, on the day that I blasted miss i-know-it-all, spoke on the phone to her mom, and while i waited to see what she would do after the call, because she obviously had seen what had happened in my face when I heard the other chick's irritating voice, decided to walk away. She had come for the library, but I was wondering whether she would sit back and smile in a self satisfied manner and then walk into the library like someone who had put out a fire and expected to be hailed as a heroine, but she turned and walked away... on padded feet... depite the shoes. Girl had a nice ass.
3) the woman with the incredible waistline who, honestly, I would have passed by without even looking twice at, or evn once, because I seemed to have ebeen preoccupied with something, and so she did the lifting the top off thing , revealing her icredible waistline ( and waht an ass!) and then when I went, wait a minute, did the woman publicly DISRESPECT me? In front of this guy and boy? and came to see, she walked away, separating herself from them, making me know that she was into ... me.
OK, i NOW take it.
then there are these women who seemed to see something amazing, scary and desirable at the same time, who did NOT irritate me by making me run after them:-
1) the Glencairn heigts girl. nuff said.
2) The Golden-head woman, same day, at Fish Hoek library. ditto
3) the model-like white haired chick the day after, one with the cleft chin i waited for? Nuff said as well.
4) the girl with the book "Shopaholic girl" at S/Town beach.
5) the nervously smiling chick on the day of the blond with her companions and the dog and the ugly Xhosa chick?
6) the woman with the sea blue eyes and the sweetest smile at F/Hoek library?
7) the girl who was chewing her nails outside the restaurant at Fish Hoek beach:- As I turned the corner to head into Fish Hoek proper, i turned my head, saw her, and she was staring at me, anxiously, and was as grey as if she was a chicken that had been taken from the deep freezer. I looked again ad she was still staring, like she would any time go "like that was awesome! dude".
yeah, well, that was another God Assist there, because He had told me that the last one would be a blonde, and that was the morning of the day I saw "shopaholic Girl", and I wondered about it.
Now, as for the five, they are unchanged ... but they are there because they have this "come and get me" approach to things, when in effect THEY should come out and make the commitment.
The Maverick hunts down NO ONE.
As for the... OSC... one of whom, butt-head's mom, just walked in front of me as i walked into Pick 'n' Pay -maybe she did NOT see me... well, my thing is this:- I am about to learn the requisite footwork before I perfect my fighting skills, and THEN, I will start my blood, guts and gore thing.
I have no interest in slaughtering the whole lot of them, because it would require a lot of digging into people's lives and minds and I am unable to sustain much of THAT.
So, here is my thing, let those who... sought me out..., and I mean people like the Latino/Portuguese woman, and the rest of them, have their answers ready, because when I DO come out, I am coming to face those who crossed my path, and ask WHY.
And of course, if I am flying, then it means I am going to require their lives at the end, but if it is before I seek them out, then they may get to live... if I am satisfied.
Oh yeah, and that small one, the one I thought was the red-head, and the other three.
I am NOT inclined to murder these, at least without any reason.
And I will be looking for reasons, trust me.
I think this will be the last post on Destiny, because we are going ... practical... from now on!
yes!
The result, my mother, because she wanted the respectability of being married, complied [though I now wonder HOW, because she is probably the stoniest hearted women I have ever met and say what you like, she does as she pleases, even now] and took it out, later, on my elder sister, myself and the one who came after me.
We lived in hell because two people prefered to lie to each other and my mother saw us as not 'her' kids but 'his', and probably went, "his kids are getting all the food they want while I can not do anything for MY kids! I will make them suffer!"
So she did.
Worse on me, because the 'kids' became 'sons', and so I was his son, and the focal point of her rage, and that is why, basically, she tried to kill me, and tried her best to see I never became much of anything, or was acknowledged as much of anything.
Now, God had stepped in from birth, with my... keeper... because He, like me, looks at things from a completely different perspective, like the future is the past to Him... which may explain why I tend to want to do things first, then explain them later.
Anyway, thing is, I ndiscovered, but till now could not articulate, that society is full of shit!
People assume women are harmless, and that a woman should not say what she wants, and so, they lie to them, get them under pressure to accept things that any normal person can see they do NOT want to do, and then, both the male and the female afterwards suffer at leisure, because a lie can take you only so far.
I scorn that.
MY policy has been that a woman makes her mind CLEAR about what she wants, and, since I am the man who gets the erection, while her clittoris is hidden, I must KNOW that she unequivocally has made up her mind that she will be mine, and THEN I will take her.
I will not, not now that I want to live a clean life, take a woman who has not made it clear to me that there is nothing and no one that comes anywhere close, because I do not want to have my life ... complicated.
I will also take it amiss if a woman decides to tell me she has nowhere to put her kid, and so i muct take care of it. i tell you the simple truth;- such a woman dies, at my hand, horribly, because that is an INSULT. "Having sex witrh some guy and then coming to me and telling me I have to be responsible? Fine, i will be responsible, like I will be for michelle:- I will dash that kid's head against a wall in front of the mother, and then strangle the mother as well. That I how I will take care of... business.
Anyway, these women 'saw' that they would be extremely foolish to ... mix... me and their affairs.
THEY are the three I harp on about so much. Now I am certain, at least, so take it as is:-
1) the girl I called, with specifics, the day after I finally decided I wanted to see this nicky? myself, and when I saw her, and she leaned towards me, I rejected her on sight, the short-term-memory bitch!
Anyway, day after, the woman came, and she made it clear, before I even focused on her, that she was removing herself from the man who accompanied her, and then removing herself from the kids she was with, and only THEN did she turn, and 'stop me in my tracks'. michelle, the bitch, could learn something there.
2) the girl, on the day that I blasted miss i-know-it-all, spoke on the phone to her mom, and while i waited to see what she would do after the call, because she obviously had seen what had happened in my face when I heard the other chick's irritating voice, decided to walk away. She had come for the library, but I was wondering whether she would sit back and smile in a self satisfied manner and then walk into the library like someone who had put out a fire and expected to be hailed as a heroine, but she turned and walked away... on padded feet... depite the shoes. Girl had a nice ass.
3) the woman with the incredible waistline who, honestly, I would have passed by without even looking twice at, or evn once, because I seemed to have ebeen preoccupied with something, and so she did the lifting the top off thing , revealing her icredible waistline ( and waht an ass!) and then when I went, wait a minute, did the woman publicly DISRESPECT me? In front of this guy and boy? and came to see, she walked away, separating herself from them, making me know that she was into ... me.
OK, i NOW take it.
then there are these women who seemed to see something amazing, scary and desirable at the same time, who did NOT irritate me by making me run after them:-
1) the Glencairn heigts girl. nuff said.
2) The Golden-head woman, same day, at Fish Hoek library. ditto
3) the model-like white haired chick the day after, one with the cleft chin i waited for? Nuff said as well.
4) the girl with the book "Shopaholic girl" at S/Town beach.
5) the nervously smiling chick on the day of the blond with her companions and the dog and the ugly Xhosa chick?
6) the woman with the sea blue eyes and the sweetest smile at F/Hoek library?
7) the girl who was chewing her nails outside the restaurant at Fish Hoek beach:- As I turned the corner to head into Fish Hoek proper, i turned my head, saw her, and she was staring at me, anxiously, and was as grey as if she was a chicken that had been taken from the deep freezer. I looked again ad she was still staring, like she would any time go "like that was awesome! dude".
yeah, well, that was another God Assist there, because He had told me that the last one would be a blonde, and that was the morning of the day I saw "shopaholic Girl", and I wondered about it.
Now, as for the five, they are unchanged ... but they are there because they have this "come and get me" approach to things, when in effect THEY should come out and make the commitment.
The Maverick hunts down NO ONE.
As for the... OSC... one of whom, butt-head's mom, just walked in front of me as i walked into Pick 'n' Pay -maybe she did NOT see me... well, my thing is this:- I am about to learn the requisite footwork before I perfect my fighting skills, and THEN, I will start my blood, guts and gore thing.
I have no interest in slaughtering the whole lot of them, because it would require a lot of digging into people's lives and minds and I am unable to sustain much of THAT.
So, here is my thing, let those who... sought me out..., and I mean people like the Latino/Portuguese woman, and the rest of them, have their answers ready, because when I DO come out, I am coming to face those who crossed my path, and ask WHY.
And of course, if I am flying, then it means I am going to require their lives at the end, but if it is before I seek them out, then they may get to live... if I am satisfied.
Oh yeah, and that small one, the one I thought was the red-head, and the other three.
I am NOT inclined to murder these, at least without any reason.
And I will be looking for reasons, trust me.
I think this will be the last post on Destiny, because we are going ... practical... from now on!
yes!
there is a part where TOK sings, and only now do I realise they were going 'pussy', not possie
"All this time that we are survivor
And we blessed coz our God He are provider
and when pussy with us them are go fight,
we nuh give up we are survivor we survivor.
"All this time that we are survivor
And we blessed coz our God He are provider
and when pussy with us them are go fight,
we nuh give up we are survivor we survivor.
