Well, I would like to say I am finding everything ... funny.
I had NOTHING at all to say today, just that I am relieved the girl who formerly wore glasses did NOT show up in my path today, and I was laughing myself silly about the 'bait' thing that God spoke about... because it was all just either stay out of my way or I will boil your boyfriend and make you have him for supper... and I was really giggling like a piglet because I REALLY do not care either way... what I expressly do NOT want is to have anything to do with her.
Because the day she laughed, i had made up my mind to kill her and him, soon as I could, and then when there was this... intervention, I assumed the holy spirit was the cause, but then with the ... 'down under' thing... and 'mate', and 'tell her leave that man alone', I realised, again, just as with nicky? that this was God, up to His mollifying ways again.
because i had ALSO made up my mind before He started showing me the visions of nicky? as a person with less than total attention to details, that I would wipe out the whole family, and leave NO ONE alive.
Just as I had made up, a few days ago, my mind to kill my mother as well as the whole southern hemisphere.
till, of course, I worked out this simple thing, which was another of those 'Oh, I thought You meant this, but You really meant THAT' kind of moments, with God.
because, as you may have seen, MY attention to detail is NOT that... Good.
For example, I made a calculation error yesterday when I said last year was the beginning of the 3 years, when in effect it is THIS year. Last year was the year I... actually... stopped NOT living.
And ended up with women that, would you believe it, I do NOT have to be ashamed of having because they, one and all, rub my mother's face in it because THEY do not have that stranglehold on motherhood that she had, and really would like to just have someone to assume overall responsibility over them, women that would rather put their heads on my shoulders and sit in my lap, and so, i do not have to be... embarrassed about being anything with chicks like these.
the NINETEEN are the reason that I sit up from the parental bed, and put my feet on the ground, ready to ... move.They are the ones to whom "a son is given", and they are the ones who dwelt in darkness, and made it possible for me to get over the moral ground that I would kill MY mother while strangers who I had no bond of anything WITH... lived. Of course that was pathetic, because, try to kill me or not, SHE and my father are the reasons I exist anyway, although i will find a way around their assumption that I owe them my life.
of course, I will kill my cousin, just for show, and the xhosas in Khayelitsha, and their president and probably entire cabinet, and WILL though, leave the western cape as is, provided the premier prepares the parliament house for me, a.s.a.p, and the women, which will happen as soon as I get this horse thing sorted and have a bit of money to enjoy the show
Which means I will only do a ... little... bloodletting, like the various presidents and the xhosas and the fools in the osc that I promised I would kill, just to get a taste of human blood, see, because REALLY, REALLY REALLY, I LOVE war.
But, see, God said, about all you other fools that is, "Not by power but by My spirit, says the God of War",and, as I have discovered this morning that the ONE thing that I will always do if God were so... forgetful... as to let His... Voice loose its hold on me, for even a second would be to seek MY own death;- since frankly I can NOT see the point to life, at all; then I HAVE to FIRST go to MY place, which means obama dies, and whosoever till I get to the current secretary of state, if she still is the one, because then SHE will have to prepare a place for me, and spend three years trying to get the shit-spirit's hold on mine off, while ALSO making my own means of transportation [finally] and pissing everyone off on-line at the same time... and THEN I will come over to other places and raze entire continents to the ground, those that do not have anything in them that I may want, like, for example, pretty women that, THIS time, are virgins and not because they have had no offers.
So, of course, there will be blood again when THIS God of War comes back, and my second coming will be at the tender age of 33, which is the time that your christ had his first going , was it not?
ha ha!
then of course, there is this woman I was unwise enough to challenge God about, allison, who, in retrospect, I should just have ignored, because when i saw the last woman, i needed none of HER (allison)
thing is, in contrast with this presumptuous butt-head's mom, allison looks fine, if you discount her face and her long neck and her posturing like she is god's best gift to mankind. And i WAS depressed, and thinking that God really was just driving me along, [when in truth I am really NOT concerned, I am like the kid with matches, looking for any excuse to set things on fire;- if I can not die, then, of course, everyone else does, since I can NOT share the planet with people, as I regard everyone as an intruder] and then allison shows up, with NONE of the ridiculous shoes she usually ears, nor the stockings, with her feet as they are, and I liked the fact that she had at least heard me, although of course it was kind of like, the submit-or-die kind of choice, which, apparently, i AM giving out still, [oh this is fucking preposterous], and I shouted at God that if he REALLY was The Lord, The God of All Flesh as He likes to call Himself, then let Him show Me how He can do something... unscripted ... and give me this woman.
Since last Friday, though, I have had reason to regret THAT, because, of course, if she were to show up anywhere near me, I promise that I would kill her.
I think it is better for everyone if i just kill the fools that I decided, roast those that I have to, and then depart.
Because I have learnt ONE thing, that indeed, in God we live and move and have Our being, and existence exists in Him, and EVERYTHING that happens is scripted by Him; - it is just more... obvious with me because He and I are irreversibly linked, and as He pointed out to me this morning, He can understand, more than anyone else in existence, since I can not even explain the gloom that surrounds me, which has NOTHING to do with whether anyone smiles at me or not, or cares or not, or I am hungry or not;- how it feels to be alone.
Ok, then so I wont destroy S/Town, because -conveniently- One of the ten lives there.
But, as for Zimbabwe, well, I will lay one burden on mugabe.
He better make sure, if he does not want to have a death worse than anything that he could imagine, that my sister stays alive, and if that means getting the whole country broke so that she gets the best of everything, then so be it, because if she dies, then everyone, regardless of whether it is my mother or whoseover, in that country or from that country, DIES.
Now, how is THAT for un-fucking-reasonable?!
Ha, Blood again!
this is for the mujaheddin
suicide bomber tell me who sent them...Mess with the King
@ your own peril
suicide bomber tell me who sent them...Mess with the King
@ your own peril
