I am having to come of f the high, the ... rush... of blood/ adrenaline that I felt as I walked in, a little after its opening, into the Fish Hoek library, and had the distinctly unpleasant chance of seeing butt-head as he... presumably... sought parking, or maybe sought to rub my face in his... whatever.
Butt?
Cause I dont think he HAS a brain.
Ah, well, I am going to kill him, and that he can bank on, even though he may be a midget.
I am DEFINITELY going to kill him.
And if his mother thinks that she or anyone has any say over it, or if I had to choose between accepting her and letting him off the hook, or leaving her behind and tearing him limb from limb, then there is no choice:-
ASSHOLE dies. That I will take over and above everything else.
Now, I made myself a promise that the FIRST thing I would do would be to get... physical, since I am a 'base' sort of fellow.
Of course, the 'physical' bit will mean a whole new way of ... motion, and from MY point of view, if there are any of those people from what I term the 'opposing' side who may be... inclined... to switch sides, and who are the kind of people I would not ... strangle... on sight, they have till JUST BEFORE I [summon the fellows who thought they could either order me about or wreck my life]...cause the fools to meet their fate.
And since this will happen in broad daylight, and only AFTER that will people start dying in Khayelitsha, and in the US, that means I will probably act...as jesus put it
Like a thief in the night
Only this will be in broad daylight, and at a time and a place of my own choosing.
Before, if I was not so, fed up with trying to make people's minds for them and showing them exactly what they were thinking, I would have waited till I was sure what the women were REALLY thingking, but then, last night I figured out;- Fuck THIS, these are people who think, eat ,fart and all that, and they definitely KNOW what the fuck they want, so why should I put my life on hold like I care one way or the other what THEY think of me?
I have TEN good reasons not to worry about what women think;- I mean, what can a person do with TEN women? All his. Alone.
NOW that is something to look forward to, yes?
So fuck these bitches, yes?
the first time they will see my... ear-nest... is when I yank these fools into the air and throw them onto the lighthouse, then come after them, and tear them to pieces, with nowhere for them to hide, no-one to cheer them on, no women to please, no skirts to hide under.
And I must say it would be a relief that I would, on that same day, be able to label these three women that I was... considering... as "ENEMIES", because while I said I would not KILL the bitches with my hands, no one said that an innocent 1000 ton stone rolling off the mountainside onto their homes and crushing them or at least their shelters would constitute 'first-degree murder', would it?
If I am unlucky, they just become homeless, and if some unsuspecting neighbours' houses get squashed, and they later discover just who was behind it, and lay the blame of it on the meddlesome fools, well, then they become homeless... nuisances.
Which is like, even better.
If I AM lucky, though, they become very, very, very dead.
And I am not so sure whether to be ... lucky or not.
Such is the heavy... weight... of decision that sits on my brow.
Long drawn out revenge, or instant mince?
Really, this is all so... loaded. *****
Now, to see MY FATHER about how a wingless person can fly! And throw things about without having to touch them. Or call them. With an audible voice, at least.And all that jazz.
And to figure out the likely 'replacement three' in case I do not have the dubious pleasure of having those three from the OSC.
the last is easy:-
Carol's sister, minus the kids {I REALLY hate kids}
The English looking chick with the blue eyes and sorrowful face.
the blonde in the red-dress.
They at least should be enough for me to give michelle the finger and carry on my life without having to have laid a finger on her.
The police would have labelled it a ... crime of passion [If I was not ... above... the law] because it may have represented an outlet for repressed emotions. Now, having buck-tooth michelle dying thinking I haboured any feelings for her beside RAGE and an impotent wish that she ought tohave been male so I could really have taken her apart... well, THAT would not sit well with mem, would it?
She ought to know the reason why she suffers is because I disliked her from the beginning but she sought to ignore that. I READ her from the start, before she even opened her mouth, and I DID not want her anywhere near me. Besides, she is ugly! She should have learned from the ten women, who SAW that I have no interest in socialising with women and yet made it plain they would latch on to me, because they at least had features that I could look at and NOT puke, and some of them ... well, I LIKED what I saw, right?
And I did not have to dig deep underground to get the truth out of them. It was there, plainly to be read.
