IT WAS NOT A FUCKING BLUE MOON!
It was the earth, and ... anyway... one would not understand unless I went back to my very first argument-dialogue with God, where I accused Him of saddling me with a woman with a kid, a woman I did not want, and He replied that I had taken the kid because I was jealous of the attention it got from its mother, and wanted the mother where I could keep an eye on her and so prevent her from ... mothering... the child, but then, He went on to add, His yoke was easy and His burden was light, and my yoke was as academic to the fish,[ Isaiah 6:1-13] as i wrote down eslewhere, right.
bnow, THAT meant that I had only to speak, and my words would cast the bait that would cause the women to come out and show themselves, out of water. I DID NOT have to drink up the water and expose the women, because then I would never know if the woman would have chosen me for herself or not. Yet yesterday I was all set to annihilate the people in the Northern Hemsiphere to do just that, and so, I will NOT. Not them, not now. the men and women in Europe will not be affected, for now, by my actions, but because here I have so many fish out of the sea, I can pretty much do as i wish.
Well, even a married woman, if she comes out and makes her... interest... in me known, is literally sentencing herself to death. In fact, any woman who tries to play around with me, show me up and try to... correct me, is doomed, and I WILL exact my revenge, in full, and THEN send her to hell. So it is NOT just the two women in Europe that are unacceptable to ma, but also the married chicks here, and the ones that have tried to show me up.
BUT not all of themk get the death sentence, because ONE at least was used to ... trip me up. By God.
And I fell for it.
Because the plan was for me to get even, with her friend, with her brother, and also, later to keep myself from killing her for what she had done, earlier, before she had gotten too aware of me. I'm a revenge-based person, and the fact the woman looked good did not count againstb her, and what is more, when she leaned towards me as she and her brother hunted me down, I was still in business, and I actually called someone who was blonde like her so that she could later ... show her... by her own behaviour towards me, what it would take to keep me from taking the woman's head off, on a day to day basis, although I still NEEDED something to prevent me from killing her for what shen had done. Enter, pesumably, her younger sister, because God choreographed everything so that I got to see the noses and established the link, and her younger sister had none of the arrogance of the elder, fuck she seemed terrified of me, and that was good, because it meant she would never be careless.And then I asked her to pepare a place for me, and wondered to God what He made of it, and He showed her confused, wondering whether I would need grooming by her, since she had already just gotten over mothering her only child, a daughter -none of which, incidentally, I KNOW- and He whoed her breasts, and also, when the german girl DID show up, He showed her daughter, and the daughter's apprent inclination to take up her cudgel in defence of her family.
Bad news for them, though, is that I had determined that I, come what may would have the woman, nicky?, and while I later changed my mind and tried to rubbish it all off, I still can NOT get past the fact that I have started on the path already, and would have the girl, her sister, and the daughter, the latter to humble the woman and give her a measure of the anger she arouses in me everytime I even think of her, and mine does not ebb or abate, because I never forget, as I have mentioned countless times.
That makes two women that I would, overall, take in order to get my own against michelle, and then kill her.
the third is the extremely attractive girl whose mother has that studio and link with vinny, and here I must note that hey, you women, you are my enemies, forever and that will never change. So, as i said before, yesterday, I do not need your respect, just your submission, or this will drag on for some time, and that is NOT good news for either one of us, because I am... hungry... and I am probably -fuck, definitely- the MOST unreasonable and angriest person you will ever come across.
Fourth is where it gets interesting, because I am going colonial. The Dutch girl just could NOT be unambiguous, because she has to choose not only to have me in her life, and lose out on all her family like each of these five, but live with the knowledge that her whole nation was wiped out because she chose to come over o my side.
the fifth was the missing one, and she is a blonde chick -hey they are all blondes!- and she and i met in kalk bay, and she asked me to carry her art things for her into the loympia deli for ten bucks, and she is ... you guussed it, English. An attractive English, not scottish, which means she also has to decide, and, well, THOSE are the five... others. Who must choose! and the rest die!
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