Song by Assasin Goes:
you must be living dangerously
move fast, we past
everything dusty
people are saying assassin must be
the maddest, the baddest, in the industry
smooth now, but we ben crusty...
Smooth now, but we been crusty
you must be living dangerously
move fast, we past
everything dusty
people are saying assassin must be
the maddest, the baddest, in the industry
smooth now, but we ben crusty...
Smooth now, but we been crusty
The thing is, I am fast catching up to wha' are gwaan, and well, I have been having hiccups before, not really with the program, but, I am getting there, so what it is that is currently erratic is soon going to be... steady, consistent, and thus, unstoppable.
Fuck am I talking about?
Ok, so, all along I have had just ONE major problem to face, and that was before God and all His univolved involvement;- and like some other reggae song, it was
Fuck am I talking about?
Ok, so, all along I have had just ONE major problem to face, and that was before God and all His univolved involvement;- and like some other reggae song, it was
I wonder if i will see tomorrow
living in this world of conflict and sorrow
living in this world of conflict and sorrow
and when you live each day not knowing whether you willget out of it alive or not, you do not make any plans, but just push everything behind you. You make a big pile behind you, it threatens to burst over the rooftop, even, but you do not care, because, o course, you are in the departure lounge, you are not gonna be alive long.
Till God comes up, and starts messing with your life, and even points to your sterling, sharp mind, and all he does is comment, andyou know that you can do whatever you put your mind to, and you even show it, by proving something that the best brains in the business have said is impossible to prove, and then you feel used, because this same God just wants you alive, to deal with some issues that He thinks you ought to deal with. But of course, you get out from under that;- you make sure you are hoing to die anyway, and even if the same God decides to add 15 years to your life, still you are going to be dead after that, because not even he can keep you indefinitely alive against your will. Right?
wrong!
He does exactly THAT, and you discover that while your current I-am-soon-to-be-dead [IASTBD] conscious is on idle, the past, the stockpiled past, is still waiting to be dealt with, and that there are no more places left to run to, because, of course, yu decided to publicly challenge God Who has been successfully doing nothing behind the scenes, so that he is exposed as a fraud. but it is yourself that is exposed, and you are something that, well, is unlike anything that has walked the earth before. And the funny thing is, as you want to put a stop to the involvement of the jailor that God has given you, you are too late, because he has already done damage, to protect the IASTBD conscious that has absolutely no idea WTF is going on. people are forced to show themselves as they are to you, even when you are not aware of it, and then you end up having, like a person trained from chiildhood to fight, a sort of reflex reaction to people, so that youare not even thinking about what is happening, until, all of a sudden, you sort of come out of sleep and are grasping a hand that is poised to bury a knife in your heart and you are like "wha'?", you see?
So, that is the deal, and when you ARE aware of people, you can not, at first, understand why you are so, unreasonable, angry at them, and it takes time to figure out that to some people, the most frightening thing they have ever seen is actuallyb you, YOURSELF, and that they, yet, still want to be somewhere around you, and so, weighed with god's involvement, a bevy of beauties that have the hots for you do not seem such a bad pice to pay for being imprisoned against your will.
Till God comes up, and starts messing with your life, and even points to your sterling, sharp mind, and all he does is comment, andyou know that you can do whatever you put your mind to, and you even show it, by proving something that the best brains in the business have said is impossible to prove, and then you feel used, because this same God just wants you alive, to deal with some issues that He thinks you ought to deal with. But of course, you get out from under that;- you make sure you are hoing to die anyway, and even if the same God decides to add 15 years to your life, still you are going to be dead after that, because not even he can keep you indefinitely alive against your will. Right?
wrong!
He does exactly THAT, and you discover that while your current I-am-soon-to-be-dead [IASTBD] conscious is on idle, the past, the stockpiled past, is still waiting to be dealt with, and that there are no more places left to run to, because, of course, yu decided to publicly challenge God Who has been successfully doing nothing behind the scenes, so that he is exposed as a fraud. but it is yourself that is exposed, and you are something that, well, is unlike anything that has walked the earth before. And the funny thing is, as you want to put a stop to the involvement of the jailor that God has given you, you are too late, because he has already done damage, to protect the IASTBD conscious that has absolutely no idea WTF is going on. people are forced to show themselves as they are to you, even when you are not aware of it, and then you end up having, like a person trained from chiildhood to fight, a sort of reflex reaction to people, so that youare not even thinking about what is happening, until, all of a sudden, you sort of come out of sleep and are grasping a hand that is poised to bury a knife in your heart and you are like "wha'?", you see?
So, that is the deal, and when you ARE aware of people, you can not, at first, understand why you are so, unreasonable, angry at them, and it takes time to figure out that to some people, the most frightening thing they have ever seen is actuallyb you, YOURSELF, and that they, yet, still want to be somewhere around you, and so, weighed with god's involvement, a bevy of beauties that have the hots for you do not seem such a bad pice to pay for being imprisoned against your will.
You decide, as you ride on a train last night, and see a woman who reminds you of the sexiest woman that you ever saw; an indifferent mother who , when she finds out that you actually do not approve of mothers, literally offers herself to you, and even decides to clean up her act when you just happen to be where she assumed you would not be, and so, you think, OK, I can do this, I can decide to have these women that have had no problem with having me as i am around them. I can even acommodate them in whatever future i will have.
Since of course, for example, the sexiest womwn that you ever saw came just after some other woman that took certain things about you for granted decided to come and interrupt your schedule, because, of course, what she wants matters more tha your rubbish, you are wondering whther you ought to have anything to do with that same stuck up woman? After all, in a few more days, as the IASTBD conscious morphes into something... different... you will have to decide her future, this woman, and, of course, you are inclned to give her no second chance, but wait, she has actually PAID attention to what pisses you off, and she has stopped, for a while, bringing some extras with her while she comes into your life, to interrupt it. Of course, she does not think much of what you ARE doing [ a dangerous thing when you react first and think later] which is why she does not think it... bad... to intyerrupt you, but also, she never, ever comes to show her face to you, like a direct meeting. No, she lurks in the vicinity. You are supposed to not be able to help yourself, and just do as she wants you to, when in effect you are the one who decides who lives or dies, according to how you have been... pleased... by that person.
same goes for the other chick who is eager, by a similar indirect method of communication, to let you know that she is taking your concerns seriously, that she has stopped fraternising with even other males, even if nothing is said when she IS with those people that could be construed as sexual, but she misses the point, as do the english chick with those spots on her chest that make you want to undo her top and see just what is there [white skin seems so interesting] or the one who misuses her brains who seems to be feeling guilty for conspiring to have you think of nothing else but what is below her waist, or the blonde chick who took you ate your word, and is happy if you are looking at her fat thighs, but never actually gets the idea that, somehow, you are slowly evolving, more and more each day, into an inexorable, unyielding, and deadly being who, once the IASTBD conscious is DEAD, will become the GOD of War, and they will be all dead, because, of course, they assume that you will give them a second chance to react or have favour with you.
Ah, wwll, thy do not see what you offer, and they think what they want. It is their choice, but then, it is also their funeral.
I mean, why the fuck does NONE of them ever come and say to my face what they want to say, or, while i still feel like it, do something that will say plainly what they want from me?
becuase, frankly, I am looking to settle scores, and that very soon> You never know, it could be THIS saturday
same goes for the other chick who is eager, by a similar indirect method of communication, to let you know that she is taking your concerns seriously, that she has stopped fraternising with even other males, even if nothing is said when she IS with those people that could be construed as sexual, but she misses the point, as do the english chick with those spots on her chest that make you want to undo her top and see just what is there [white skin seems so interesting] or the one who misuses her brains who seems to be feeling guilty for conspiring to have you think of nothing else but what is below her waist, or the blonde chick who took you ate your word, and is happy if you are looking at her fat thighs, but never actually gets the idea that, somehow, you are slowly evolving, more and more each day, into an inexorable, unyielding, and deadly being who, once the IASTBD conscious is DEAD, will become the GOD of War, and they will be all dead, because, of course, they assume that you will give them a second chance to react or have favour with you.
Ah, wwll, thy do not see what you offer, and they think what they want. It is their choice, but then, it is also their funeral.
I mean, why the fuck does NONE of them ever come and say to my face what they want to say, or, while i still feel like it, do something that will say plainly what they want from me?
becuase, frankly, I am looking to settle scores, and that very soon> You never know, it could be THIS saturday
