Mainframe:- Back Online
These fools never really know when to let an issue go, dont they?
I finished my post yesterday, and sat a bit in the library reading this comic about X-Men extreme, and I looked up, and this arsehole from S/Town who works at Mach 1 was doing his rounds;- in the library.
I ignored it, then went to the beach, and as I passed the internet cafe, this OTHER arsehole who works part time at the curio shop next to which the OTHER arsehole tinashe has his stall; idiot called solomon (I mentioned him somewhere) decided he would show me he was alive, kicking and keeping tabs on me by revving his Golf, and driving off as i walked by.
I sat at the beach, and then, as I was leaving, this OTHER idiot, that woman who wanted me to come to church, drove up in her Golf.
I guess they have no idea the message they are giving me, right?
well, let me inform them, and then yank the cord forever off the wall, because THIS time, I am totally set in my course, because I have realised how to kill THREE birds with ONE stone, and VENGEANCE is my middle name... yesssss!
Now, this two guys are deliberately telling me that, while they can do nothing to me, they at least can reach me wherever and when ever they feel like it.I am, in other words, accessiblw, and to them, that is normal ... behaviour ... when dealing with such low-life scum as myself, because i am, of course, putting on airs and trying to make myself seem like something when I am nothing, see?
I am, to them, nothing more than an educated savage, someone who is envious of the good things that the white people have and who must therefore be kept a watch on otherwise he may 'cause trouble' and incite the rabble to want the things of their betters.
because everyone knows that white people are better than black people, and that it is because of the 'mismanagement' of the country {it wasn't like this in the old days when REAL men ran the country, now everyone wants billion dollar planes, ten wives and accounts in Switzerland} that everything is going bad.
Well, I have an eye-opener for you, BUB!
This is MY territory, and I am going to show you just how... pathetic your presumptions really are, because not only am I going to empty the Western cape of all its inhabitants, but i am goingto empty the WHOLE of South Africa off all the people in it.
I wanted everyone dead, but then, aside from those I have deemed necessary to kill myself and those I have put an 'X' against their names for wholesale slaughter, I am going to ... punish the whole land, YESSS!
Death is TOO easy. I am going to settle this superiority question once and for all, by making everyone I do not kill ... homeless. Now, where are you, all who drive around feeling superior, going to go?
xhosas, who thought their country too good for the likes of me, where the fuck will you take refuge when this country becomes too hot to handle?
or you insignificant white people, who thought you were lords and ladies and would never be moved... who will take you in?
Another african country? Yeah, right! If Mugabe opens his borders to ANY of the fleeing refugees, I will do even worse to him than to any of the people I am going to fry NOW, like the US president, the Uk royal family and the south african president.
He either seals the border with his famous soldires, or there will be worse trouble for his counrty, and every denizen in it, than for these people who have in comparison, made my life miserable for far less than has happened when I was in Zimbabwe.
I just happen to be interested more, at the moment, in making my mother eat her words as i take away from her the dependence she has had on the greenback, the pund, and the rand, all three of which happen to be the currencies prevalent in current-less Zimbabwe, but of course, if anyone were to ... cross me, again, then I WILL go over the top.
I am so full of rage I am waiting to just... destroy everything, and everyone, and i have stopped caring who gets blasted away, because all of you are ... pathetic, and I am ... was... being restrained by God showing me that people are not as... bad... as I thought they were, hence the visions I have been speaking of.
Regardless of all that, I am fully aware that it is NOT God Who has the final say on these issues, but ME. because He has given me the ability to do as I please. I will NOT have to ask Him to make things happen, because I resent Him anyway and I will NOT bow to Him to have... permission to ... explode.
Which brings me to the issue of this woman I saw yesterday, and the little girl who laughed at me... or whatever.
I was walking away from the beach, had crossed the road and was heading to collect some of my stuff that I left with charles at his stall, when she appeared at the junction, with the girl riding shotgun and the boy in the backseat, and when I looked her way she looked away, almost angrily, and I was amused.
CONFRONTATION, I thought, but I carried on, on the other side of the road, going my way, and she made a U-Turn, and parked her car, with a crrrrrr as though she had jumped gears in upshift [must have been something wrong with her gearbox] right at the first parking by the junction at that hotel or whatever.
She got out of the car, and was hurrying towards me, when the biy also got out. I saw all tis because I was crossing the road, and would normally have had to check for traffic, so i was looking that way, about fiffty or so metres distant. I saw the woman blow her cool for the first time since she has come my way, and tell the boy to go back into the car.
What happened next I paid no attention to, because I walked on, and found the stall deserted, went to Pick-n-Pay, bought my 2kg rice [my ONLY food that I cook by the way] and went to Kalk Bay.
I was fed up with being waylaid by people who ought to be better able to spend their time than worrying about what i did or did not do, or what i thought about them, or what they wanted me to think about them, when truth to tell, I am LOOKING for an excuse to KILL off the whole lot of you, fools, only you are too blind to see that!
Anyway, I avoided the inkfish design studio and the girl [I was late today, and would have bumped into her on my way to Fish Hoek, but I crossed the road before we met, and kept my eyes firmly on the road;- I am getting fed up with these meetings, and i will do something about it soon! FUCK this!] by crossing the road at the junction, and going behind that restaurant's parking lot, and, inadvertantly, going past the gates of Bay Primary School, the ones off the main road, and, as it turns out, the kids were going home, just past one, and this girl saw me and started either smiling or laughing at me, like i was kinda amusing or something. There was something about her face, but I have never met her, and for a moment I was wondering about the statemenet I had made about a girl reaching puberty and all that, but, fuck, this is crazy.
These people are getting on my nerves, and I am ready to snap!
What is wrong with them? Is there a conspiracy or something. Or a committee that is busy doijng nothing but make notes on whatever I do?
GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
I finished my post yesterday, and sat a bit in the library reading this comic about X-Men extreme, and I looked up, and this arsehole from S/Town who works at Mach 1 was doing his rounds;- in the library.
I ignored it, then went to the beach, and as I passed the internet cafe, this OTHER arsehole who works part time at the curio shop next to which the OTHER arsehole tinashe has his stall; idiot called solomon (I mentioned him somewhere) decided he would show me he was alive, kicking and keeping tabs on me by revving his Golf, and driving off as i walked by.
I sat at the beach, and then, as I was leaving, this OTHER idiot, that woman who wanted me to come to church, drove up in her Golf.
I guess they have no idea the message they are giving me, right?
well, let me inform them, and then yank the cord forever off the wall, because THIS time, I am totally set in my course, because I have realised how to kill THREE birds with ONE stone, and VENGEANCE is my middle name... yesssss!
Now, this two guys are deliberately telling me that, while they can do nothing to me, they at least can reach me wherever and when ever they feel like it.I am, in other words, accessiblw, and to them, that is normal ... behaviour ... when dealing with such low-life scum as myself, because i am, of course, putting on airs and trying to make myself seem like something when I am nothing, see?
I am, to them, nothing more than an educated savage, someone who is envious of the good things that the white people have and who must therefore be kept a watch on otherwise he may 'cause trouble' and incite the rabble to want the things of their betters.
because everyone knows that white people are better than black people, and that it is because of the 'mismanagement' of the country {it wasn't like this in the old days when REAL men ran the country, now everyone wants billion dollar planes, ten wives and accounts in Switzerland} that everything is going bad.
Well, I have an eye-opener for you, BUB!
This is MY territory, and I am going to show you just how... pathetic your presumptions really are, because not only am I going to empty the Western cape of all its inhabitants, but i am goingto empty the WHOLE of South Africa off all the people in it.
I wanted everyone dead, but then, aside from those I have deemed necessary to kill myself and those I have put an 'X' against their names for wholesale slaughter, I am going to ... punish the whole land, YESSS!
Death is TOO easy. I am going to settle this superiority question once and for all, by making everyone I do not kill ... homeless. Now, where are you, all who drive around feeling superior, going to go?
xhosas, who thought their country too good for the likes of me, where the fuck will you take refuge when this country becomes too hot to handle?
or you insignificant white people, who thought you were lords and ladies and would never be moved... who will take you in?
Another african country? Yeah, right! If Mugabe opens his borders to ANY of the fleeing refugees, I will do even worse to him than to any of the people I am going to fry NOW, like the US president, the Uk royal family and the south african president.
He either seals the border with his famous soldires, or there will be worse trouble for his counrty, and every denizen in it, than for these people who have in comparison, made my life miserable for far less than has happened when I was in Zimbabwe.
I just happen to be interested more, at the moment, in making my mother eat her words as i take away from her the dependence she has had on the greenback, the pund, and the rand, all three of which happen to be the currencies prevalent in current-less Zimbabwe, but of course, if anyone were to ... cross me, again, then I WILL go over the top.
I am so full of rage I am waiting to just... destroy everything, and everyone, and i have stopped caring who gets blasted away, because all of you are ... pathetic, and I am ... was... being restrained by God showing me that people are not as... bad... as I thought they were, hence the visions I have been speaking of.
Regardless of all that, I am fully aware that it is NOT God Who has the final say on these issues, but ME. because He has given me the ability to do as I please. I will NOT have to ask Him to make things happen, because I resent Him anyway and I will NOT bow to Him to have... permission to ... explode.
Which brings me to the issue of this woman I saw yesterday, and the little girl who laughed at me... or whatever.
I was walking away from the beach, had crossed the road and was heading to collect some of my stuff that I left with charles at his stall, when she appeared at the junction, with the girl riding shotgun and the boy in the backseat, and when I looked her way she looked away, almost angrily, and I was amused.
CONFRONTATION, I thought, but I carried on, on the other side of the road, going my way, and she made a U-Turn, and parked her car, with a crrrrrr as though she had jumped gears in upshift [must have been something wrong with her gearbox] right at the first parking by the junction at that hotel or whatever.
She got out of the car, and was hurrying towards me, when the biy also got out. I saw all tis because I was crossing the road, and would normally have had to check for traffic, so i was looking that way, about fiffty or so metres distant. I saw the woman blow her cool for the first time since she has come my way, and tell the boy to go back into the car.
What happened next I paid no attention to, because I walked on, and found the stall deserted, went to Pick-n-Pay, bought my 2kg rice [my ONLY food that I cook by the way] and went to Kalk Bay.
I was fed up with being waylaid by people who ought to be better able to spend their time than worrying about what i did or did not do, or what i thought about them, or what they wanted me to think about them, when truth to tell, I am LOOKING for an excuse to KILL off the whole lot of you, fools, only you are too blind to see that!
Anyway, I avoided the inkfish design studio and the girl [I was late today, and would have bumped into her on my way to Fish Hoek, but I crossed the road before we met, and kept my eyes firmly on the road;- I am getting fed up with these meetings, and i will do something about it soon! FUCK this!] by crossing the road at the junction, and going behind that restaurant's parking lot, and, inadvertantly, going past the gates of Bay Primary School, the ones off the main road, and, as it turns out, the kids were going home, just past one, and this girl saw me and started either smiling or laughing at me, like i was kinda amusing or something. There was something about her face, but I have never met her, and for a moment I was wondering about the statemenet I had made about a girl reaching puberty and all that, but, fuck, this is crazy.
These people are getting on my nerves, and I am ready to snap!
What is wrong with them? Is there a conspiracy or something. Or a committee that is busy doijng nothing but make notes on whatever I do?
GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
