RIGHT...
my main aim is to mantain
beyond [2020] stay alive jah jah [me nuh fear]
take care of the brethren
coz the system design with a wholly-pa fall and be-toll
and a dancehall little bit again
my main aim is to mantain
beyond [2020] stay alive jah jah [me nuh fear]
take care of the brethren
coz the system design with a wholly-pa fall and be-toll
and a dancehall little bit again
and while I walked in line
then them said do it again
my main aim is to stay sane
coz I never did like and i NEVER will love fans
so listen me
those who player hate and keep on dissing me
tell dem say dem can not stop me synergy
they coulda never limit me
matter how dem mimic and are gimmic me
tell dem say dem can not stop me energy
I'm giving them the TRINITY
those who...
...
fear the girls them keeps in
sean da paul the general
so this one fir the girl dem...
...sean da paul pon the chart again
to make the bad mind know
who we are;
facts of how we run the game..
so listen me!
then them said do it again
my main aim is to stay sane
coz I never did like and i NEVER will love fans
so listen me
those who player hate and keep on dissing me
tell dem say dem can not stop me synergy
they coulda never limit me
matter how dem mimic and are gimmic me
tell dem say dem can not stop me energy
I'm giving them the TRINITY
those who...
...
fear the girls them keeps in
sean da paul the general
so this one fir the girl dem...
...sean da paul pon the chart again
to make the bad mind know
who we are;
facts of how we run the game..
so listen me!
Ah, well, thing is, I have to start with an example, and THIS is something even you silly Capetonians, or Southern penisular people, have SEEN, over the last two days, right, so that we all KNOW where we stand, and why, see?
Right, so, when I was last in wynberg, I had to walk back to kalk bay, and all I did, when i got there, was just ... think... of how it pissed me off that these comfortable assholes would see me struggle up and down the mountain, and well, even as I walked up the mountain, a mist enveloped the mountain, and that mist did not lift even as I came down the following morning, and for the whole day, contrary to the weather forecast, the weather was ... eh... contrary.
this morning, as I was about to come down, and I was trying not to let the sleeping obert piss me off any more than usual, I decided that it would be rather silly for me to go back up the mountain carrying water since the runoff from the mountain top which I collected in a pail, for cooking with, had run off, and left me with the dismal prospect of having to have the asshole see me struggling like he did.
And it rained. contrary to the weather forecast.
Now let me define synergy, something that does NOT exist, anyway, unles it applies to me
synergy:-
1) the interaction of elements that when combined produce an effect that is greater than the sum of the individual elements, contributions, et.c.
2)the co-operative interaction of two or more nerves, muscles or the like [ as per definition from Physiology, Medicine]...
Now, of course, let me 'school [you] on the true it' of how all dis is come about, and I had NO idea just how... lethal, I, we, can be, and now, of course [dem=> YOU] can never limit me, or 'stop me synergy'.
I, of course, have been spoken of, yes, and had NO idea what I was, and when I started figuring out how things are, I of course attributed all the strange things to 'the essence of survive' who introduced himself to me in a song, and it immediately started raining;- my Voice, who calls himself rumble, since, anyway, it DID thunder, and well, anyone can look up that post, and how, unimpressed I was, yes?
But, after this little bitch, michelle pissed me off, and I ran away to stay for a while with sam, and then had to come back again, on the 25th of may, as i walked TO Fish Hoek from the fisherman's hut, a girl popped up, and she, despite the situation ended up asking me, by her sign language, "what is wrong with me?" that i had so blatantly rejected her. But the trinity was roving then. I was looking to a girl that had been married and cast her eyes at me[ despite the difference in ...race... the two women were alike, down to the hairstyle, although the hair colour, of course, was different], and I had approached her, the ndebele woman(OK, I WROTE her a letter, same difference) unaware that she WAS married although she and I were within spitting distance [fuck that, who can SPIT 10m?] and I got my face stuffed in it, by my mother, of all people. Ok, so you do not have a mother like mine, so, there!
Then comes michelle, and she seeks to put her hook in me, and she has a boyfriend, and she is white, and so this chick who looked not at all bad, looks at me, and she, for some reason sends out a message [I am glad it does NOT seem that i... influenced HER choice, then] that she would LOVE for me to get acquainted with her, in the ONLY way I seem to understand, and I give her a full blast of my anger the past me, and the current [then] me, and, of course, she does not understand that, and she shows it. THEN, and only then, did the current me decide that, while he was unable to accept her at that time, he would make provision to be current with the chick at a future time,when she would be safe from the anger that needs to be unleashed, see?
because for some reason even though I had NOT made up my mind that people had to be removed for the planet which I myself had rejected, I KNEW that nothing would happen till I was on top, and dealing death to my enemies. THEN I could be magnanimous.
That pretty much sums up all the women, even the psychiatrist chick that I met at valkenberg, when the story was how I had been pissed off to off myself because of a coloured chick, who, unfortunately (for her), I MUST deal with, because I must take care of the brethren. There is no one who can feel my pain but me, and I NEED closure so that I can live with myself, or myselves, see?
Now, therefore, everyone of the twenty- one females, even the dutch girl, and the one girl, the german chick, verana, satisfy a lack that would make it impossible for me to otherwise live with myself unless dealt with, and if one of us is happy, then the other two have to have some death to counterbalance the rage, you know, action-and-reaction type of thing.
Now, there is the one thing that was bothering me, and the person who brought it up was the blonde contemporary art chick, who seemed to be 'saying' something with her hair untied, and that was what has set me off more than a bit at present, since if SHE was distancing herself from... others... by walking around with her hair untied, and I definitely concluded that she was definitely NOT trying to piss me off again, then it means her sister was tugging at my balls by doing as she did. So, of course the sister has written her own... epitaph.R.I.P. [Rot in pieces]because, of course, I MUST not remain without some kind of justification for having some kind of replacement, like maybe the... OK, definitely the... canada chick, who has an ass that is even better than the one I got shaken at me.
That makes twenty- three. Now, I HATE having a number that reminds me of YHWH-Ra, God is my Shepherd, so, of course that number, as I see NOW, but not then, is repulsive to me, not that I hate God -though I do- but I would hate to have people who look TO God as being the final... authority on anyting to do with me.
However, the NUMBER has to have some kind of... significance, and the thing is, when we left the place of my birth and moved to Gweru, my determined but sneaky father first decided, before his pension money came out, to go store all his furniture at his father's rural home, and we had to move into a house where we were lodgers, and that house just happened to be typically next door to the house that his father had been the first occupant of, when the houses had been built, before giving it to his sister's firstborn, the only guy i am related to who was both present at the lancaster house agreement and was later buried at the heroes' acre, but in Gweru, not the capital, because of some unfortunate lapse of ... judgement... when he decided to change political alliances with Zanu-Pf for the short lived Zanu-Ndonga, one S.K.Harris Mazendame, who was, by implication, a very rich person, and prominent businessman.
the house where I used to wet my pants in fear because of my father's long absences as he tied up his military career was number 28 Hoffman St.
Since, therefore, the nature of my stay will be ... temporary... it follows that there should be twenty-eight women with me, otherwise I will have, forever, those boyhood nightmares, as i recall my mother, who must settle accounts with me [nothing personal, i just want to get done with it all, see], spewing forth what amounts to an inhumane rage against me.
Which is NOW where the five come in, and, since I am feeling lazy, and I... presume that I will not have to suddenly wake up and go, again, "What THE Fuck Is that Silly Broad up to?" and thus end up throttling the silly person in rage, I will say that the five that I chose and rejected will do, unless they want me to be a father to their kids, and, or grow up and do as they please, OR have had sex, or even casual boyfriends, or been propositioned and even considered it, all the time that they have been trying to make me over into what they want.
Because, of course, then, hell will be ... well, hell, for them, yes?
I MUST say that these inflated fools have had a... penchant for being slow on the uptake, but have had the ability to actually try, at times to get on my good side, although their best efforts have left a lot to be desired.
I mean, I do not LIKE fans, or people who agree with me, fuck, ANYONE can nod her head and say "OK!", but I expect something solid, and I am NOT getting it here.
I am sleeping like a golfer, and they lurk behind walls and do not come out in the open as to whether I and them will start counting... body parts, before I START counting on my own, but hey, I suppose i am going to have to... Fuck, well , OK, Iwould like that too, but how does one get to do it, in this constrained situation?
I think I should start yelling at God for... alternative ... options, or clarity, and I will not have to stay as I am, NOOOO!
Fuck, I am so... horny!Kinda reminds me of the song by sean paul and busta rhymes, "we make it clap"
Right, so, when I was last in wynberg, I had to walk back to kalk bay, and all I did, when i got there, was just ... think... of how it pissed me off that these comfortable assholes would see me struggle up and down the mountain, and well, even as I walked up the mountain, a mist enveloped the mountain, and that mist did not lift even as I came down the following morning, and for the whole day, contrary to the weather forecast, the weather was ... eh... contrary.
this morning, as I was about to come down, and I was trying not to let the sleeping obert piss me off any more than usual, I decided that it would be rather silly for me to go back up the mountain carrying water since the runoff from the mountain top which I collected in a pail, for cooking with, had run off, and left me with the dismal prospect of having to have the asshole see me struggling like he did.
And it rained. contrary to the weather forecast.
Now let me define synergy, something that does NOT exist, anyway, unles it applies to me
synergy:-
1) the interaction of elements that when combined produce an effect that is greater than the sum of the individual elements, contributions, et.c.
2)the co-operative interaction of two or more nerves, muscles or the like [ as per definition from Physiology, Medicine]...
I, of course, have been spoken of, yes, and had NO idea what I was, and when I started figuring out how things are, I of course attributed all the strange things to 'the essence of survive' who introduced himself to me in a song, and it immediately started raining;- my Voice, who calls himself rumble, since, anyway, it DID thunder, and well, anyone can look up that post, and how, unimpressed I was, yes?
But, after this little bitch, michelle pissed me off, and I ran away to stay for a while with sam, and then had to come back again, on the 25th of may, as i walked TO Fish Hoek from the fisherman's hut, a girl popped up, and she, despite the situation ended up asking me, by her sign language, "what is wrong with me?" that i had so blatantly rejected her. But the trinity was roving then. I was looking to a girl that had been married and cast her eyes at me[ despite the difference in ...race... the two women were alike, down to the hairstyle, although the hair colour, of course, was different], and I had approached her, the ndebele woman(OK, I WROTE her a letter, same difference) unaware that she WAS married although she and I were within spitting distance [fuck that, who can SPIT 10m?] and I got my face stuffed in it, by my mother, of all people. Ok, so you do not have a mother like mine, so, there!
Then comes michelle, and she seeks to put her hook in me, and she has a boyfriend, and she is white, and so this chick who looked not at all bad, looks at me, and she, for some reason sends out a message [I am glad it does NOT seem that i... influenced HER choice, then] that she would LOVE for me to get acquainted with her, in the ONLY way I seem to understand, and I give her a full blast of my anger the past me, and the current [then] me, and, of course, she does not understand that, and she shows it. THEN, and only then, did the current me decide that, while he was unable to accept her at that time, he would make provision to be current with the chick at a future time,when she would be safe from the anger that needs to be unleashed, see?
because for some reason even though I had NOT made up my mind that people had to be removed for the planet which I myself had rejected, I KNEW that nothing would happen till I was on top, and dealing death to my enemies. THEN I could be magnanimous.
That pretty much sums up all the women, even the psychiatrist chick that I met at valkenberg, when the story was how I had been pissed off to off myself because of a coloured chick, who, unfortunately (for her), I MUST deal with, because I must take care of the brethren. There is no one who can feel my pain but me, and I NEED closure so that I can live with myself, or myselves, see?
Now, therefore, everyone of the twenty- one females, even the dutch girl, and the one girl, the german chick, verana, satisfy a lack that would make it impossible for me to otherwise live with myself unless dealt with, and if one of us is happy, then the other two have to have some death to counterbalance the rage, you know, action-and-reaction type of thing.
Now, there is the one thing that was bothering me, and the person who brought it up was the blonde contemporary art chick, who seemed to be 'saying' something with her hair untied, and that was what has set me off more than a bit at present, since if SHE was distancing herself from... others... by walking around with her hair untied, and I definitely concluded that she was definitely NOT trying to piss me off again, then it means her sister was tugging at my balls by doing as she did. So, of course the sister has written her own... epitaph.R.I.P. [Rot in pieces]because, of course, I MUST not remain without some kind of justification for having some kind of replacement, like maybe the... OK, definitely the... canada chick, who has an ass that is even better than the one I got shaken at me.
That makes twenty- three. Now, I HATE having a number that reminds me of YHWH-Ra, God is my Shepherd, so, of course that number, as I see NOW, but not then, is repulsive to me, not that I hate God -though I do- but I would hate to have people who look TO God as being the final... authority on anyting to do with me.
However, the NUMBER has to have some kind of... significance, and the thing is, when we left the place of my birth and moved to Gweru, my determined but sneaky father first decided, before his pension money came out, to go store all his furniture at his father's rural home, and we had to move into a house where we were lodgers, and that house just happened to be typically next door to the house that his father had been the first occupant of, when the houses had been built, before giving it to his sister's firstborn, the only guy i am related to who was both present at the lancaster house agreement and was later buried at the heroes' acre, but in Gweru, not the capital, because of some unfortunate lapse of ... judgement... when he decided to change political alliances with Zanu-Pf for the short lived Zanu-Ndonga, one S.K.Harris Mazendame, who was, by implication, a very rich person, and prominent businessman.
the house where I used to wet my pants in fear because of my father's long absences as he tied up his military career was number 28 Hoffman St.
Since, therefore, the nature of my stay will be ... temporary... it follows that there should be twenty-eight women with me, otherwise I will have, forever, those boyhood nightmares, as i recall my mother, who must settle accounts with me [nothing personal, i just want to get done with it all, see], spewing forth what amounts to an inhumane rage against me.
Which is NOW where the five come in, and, since I am feeling lazy, and I... presume that I will not have to suddenly wake up and go, again, "What THE Fuck Is that Silly Broad up to?" and thus end up throttling the silly person in rage, I will say that the five that I chose and rejected will do, unless they want me to be a father to their kids, and, or grow up and do as they please, OR have had sex, or even casual boyfriends, or been propositioned and even considered it, all the time that they have been trying to make me over into what they want.
Because, of course, then, hell will be ... well, hell, for them, yes?
I MUST say that these inflated fools have had a... penchant for being slow on the uptake, but have had the ability to actually try, at times to get on my good side, although their best efforts have left a lot to be desired.
I mean, I do not LIKE fans, or people who agree with me, fuck, ANYONE can nod her head and say "OK!", but I expect something solid, and I am NOT getting it here.
I am sleeping like a golfer, and they lurk behind walls and do not come out in the open as to whether I and them will start counting... body parts, before I START counting on my own, but hey, I suppose i am going to have to... Fuck, well , OK, Iwould like that too, but how does one get to do it, in this constrained situation?
I think I should start yelling at God for... alternative ... options, or clarity, and I will not have to stay as I am, NOOOO!
Fuck, I am so... horny!Kinda reminds me of the song by sean paul and busta rhymes, "we make it clap"
booty bags popping out like twenties in a line
when i give it to her shotty know how to bring it back
we be banging on the beach sometimes we are relaxing,
girl peel out your blouse and your tight jeans
let me lick you down dip you in some ice cream
girl holla holla my name when i slide in
thunderstorm, rain, sleet and lightning...
when i give it to her shotty know how to bring it back
we be banging on the beach sometimes we are relaxing,
girl peel out your blouse and your tight jeans
let me lick you down dip you in some ice cream
girl holla holla my name when i slide in
thunderstorm, rain, sleet and lightning...
