I have, apparently, made people make up their minds, and so, because that is just the way it is, and no other, I will make the final adjustments to my... plans.
For starters, it will be ... thusly... that I deal with the americans:- I will remove obama, yes, but it will not be automatic that the ... secretary... of state will become the next president:- no, it will instead be the vice president, and he will remian alive only if his first act is to... relinquish... Alaska... from being part of the union of states in america.
or he followes obama and family.
And if he does not do as I say -as i am still being reasonable, I will give him two days to decide, with the added incentive being that California goes... thermal at around the time of obama's demise;- the WHOLE state- then , as i said, he will himself go to hell, and then the state of Texas will undergo a rapid de-population, and whoever is next in line will have a similar choice;- Hand over Alaska or Chicago and your life follow suit.
I can probably keep this up till there is NO ONE left in the USA.
As for back here in Africa, I have done some thinking and decided that, because i have a basic dislike of Simonstown and all that is there-in, I am going to deal with the ... people... summarily:- one moment they will be alive and the next, let us just say that living on top of what once was volcanic land can be quite... explosive.
I am NOT going to manually kill these fools, because that would be making them seem like something... important.
i will jst make sure the... undesirables are removed.
I have also been thinking about the 'women' that I selected, and come to the conclusion that the five I had said were IT, are in fact NOT quite there, because I would have had to put up with some very... undesirable traits, and attitudes, from them.
Like then Dutch girl, who did not quite get the point that the MOST important thing ouught to have been her clarifying issues for me as far as she and her ... companion... were concerned, because I will not compete for anyone's attention. She actually wanted me to make the move and sapare her from being...responsible.
I choose instead to let the final year psychology student 2010, whom I encountered at valkenberg, and who, when I was merely talking, made it clear that the man she had been with when she came, and who later gave me christian books, was just a 'sweet kid', with the implication being that he was not 'like you and me'.
of course, then I was trying to tell her I am going to die anyway, and she tried to calm me down by speaking Afrikaans... ah well, you know the rest!
then there is the Simonstown blonde chick, who, after seeing me eyeing the red-head, went something like, 'well, what about me?', and, well, as I said, I do NOT compete for attention, or have someone compete... so, i drop her, which gives me considerable lattitude to make Simonstown a liberal inferno, with everything within a radius of 2km reduced to dust and ashes, without me fearing that I may ... incinerate... one of the fifteen women. I choose instead the pretty nurse at Victoria Hospital[2010], whose voice I heard, and who, despite not being white, makes the grade because shemade me aware just how aware of me she was... despite the circumstances .
these two women should have heeded The Hippocrates Oath, but after having a nurse at Fish Hoek hospital say she would put a catheter in me as an excuse to fondle my dick, and after acknoweldging that somehow, people usually show them selves as they REALLY are around me, I lat it pass, because what I NEEDED were people who, despite the flak I was catching from those who... knew me... found me as being something... worthwhile.
the Third is one I grab as a replacement for the chick with the pitted face, who flashed her underwear at me;- the capricorn chick [coloured] whose voice i ALSO heard, and it did not irritate me, who I was on the taxi with the day we were charged big bucks to get just to capricorn when I had just started staying at Claremont, or was it the day i moved there, or night?
the Fourth would be the chick I stared at as she passed over me at Sunny Cove station, who was walking , maybe, from the Glencairn side, and who, as she walked over the bridge that leads to Jager's walk, turned and looked back at me and then she , as she descended the steps, hunched her shoulders back anddid this squeezing-her-legs thing like someone embarrased to be under scrutiny, like it was HER who found it strange that a man should be looking at her so... intently. It was saturday, and ...well, things get complicated, when you seem to be led by two different, distinct... entities, with God on one hand and the one who taps into the mond and subverts the truth- fucking cunt of a spirit- on the other.
I have discovered that I would rather not have anything that the holy spirit recommends, so I will not.
the fifth is the girl with the shepherd dog, at the simonstown beach, who should have run off and gone away, but she stood and waited, as if, partly, to await being given a tongue lashing... which would have been a very huge subversion of the norm, and partly as if to point out that she did not see things as I saw them, which about rounds up those I will have with me.
I do NOT have to hold on to stuff, things either come my way or they go away. I have nothing to lose.
So, for the rest, it is curtains!
