Wednesday, 3 April 2013

I am... Human... after all. I think

I have no idea just what REALLY happened here, because one moment I am busy planning the total destruction of LOTS of people and the next I find myself thinking, wait a minute, is all this REALLY necessary?

Of course, there ARE people that I REALLY can NOT stand to have near me, or even alive, and THESE people include, among them my cousin Justice [the asshole!] prince mushonga, manners mudzibwa; his younger brother jonathan and the various 'girlfriends' I had;-
butthead, michelle and faggot face.
These HAVE to die, and fast.

I would have done it myself and really wish to put my hands on them, and wonder if I should not just say, "bring them here" and deal with them myself, but I suppose the simple truth is this;- ONCE I learn to deal people to death... manually... I would love it and would put that as my... DEFAULT mode.

which is why, I suppose I have never actually killed a person, and I supose that is why I never , probably, will.

 But I was talking about my... humanity.

Since yesterday, when I thought I had it all wrapped up and did not care anymore what happened with anyone, I have been spending time at the S/Town artshop, with tinashe, and for some reason, meeting people and all that, and actually selling stuff, has left me with mixed feelings about just forcing through my NEED to wreak havoc in people's lives.
Come on, God sent jonah to Nineveh, and then, when He did not destroy it, He... explained that there were many people in it that did not know their left hand from their right, and also many cattle, and I suppose that is how I feel.

I can not do it.

To THESE people in S/Town.

But those in Khayelitsha, and zuma, and obama, well they deserve to die, for the reasons I gave.


OK then it was a little girl [although I doubt that SHE would call herself little] from Germany who came and first made me go... hold on!
but that is NOT for this moment.

After the girl, then up and around drove butt-head's mom, and I was whimsically amused to see her and I looked at her as I passed her as she sat with a frown in her car, hand on her chin.

She ... later drove off past me with a burst of... speed that I interpreted as frustration, and what I was wondering was just exactly WTF is going on in that little head of hers.

because for the past 2 days she has been doing this up and down thing, like either I am supposed to go, oh, wait somebody wants me to read her mind here, so let me see what exactly is trying to say... when she KNOWS what I say.

I mean, fuck, if she has something to say, then fucking SAY it, fool!


I am beginning to think I REALLY should just sink the whole island, or her and her whole house, or something.

because I am getting... annoyed at this crew who go around having nothing else to do but gauge when I am walking up and down so they can show me their smoke.

it is very irritating.


Do they not have something better to do, like have affairs or something, and get on with their lives?

They actually make me thing that ... nuh, I am done with the women. Fifteen is MORE than enough. the only person I could have had time for is allison, whose car I also saw parked in the main road, but I did not see HER, which is probably just as well.

Anyway, I am NOT going to have the whole of the cape peninsular flooded, I will just remove the undesirables and move on.

I think that is the only way to go.



nah mean?