Ok, I did NOT want to say anything today, but THIS can not go on, so if the following words do not sit well with you people... well, fuck you, you asked for it!
i could not get the song midas touch by this group, but this one serves well as well. THERE is the part I once- or twice- spoke of that goes
I have the midas touch, and THIS time I PROMISE you, you silly bitches who did not listen to me when I was in a better mood,l have stopped caring what happens next, and i am pissing mad, so ... walk past me, again, when I know that you were iether married or even walked past with a boyfriend, or did something that pissed me off, and I WILL manhandle you. THAT I promise you.
There was this mythical king who was cursed so that everything he touched became gold, and so, if he wanted to eat, he would not have to touch anything,he had to be fed. i am somewhat in that position, and if i have said 'NO' to some woman because she did not suit me someway, than , unless I revised it myself because i was under some erroneous assumption, the 'NO' stays as is. I do not negotiate over that, and anyway, if I rejected someone after the person pissed me off, the person is going straight to hell, and that soon, because I KNOW people, one day someone is going to try to put me to the test;- after all, NO ONE can be as I say I am, and the moment THAT happens, I am through being inert, and if the person does NOT die at my hands- fuck, it was God Who made me a prisoner, and so He will see to it Himself, i am not averse to pushing the envelope, and I am just starting NOW- then the rage uncoiled will be enough to start the avalanche that will escalate into a global catastrophe, for you all, of course.
so, I wait for the first idiot to step on my toes, and THEN I am handing you your heads, roasted.
OR, the four women make their way to me, and I do not have to reach for them, and then i kill what I kill via remote, and then leave you assholes in cape town- i have decided that, aside from Zimbabwe, i will empty the whole of South Africa, fuck, Africa as a continent, except for cape town for my friend's sake, or the places that at present are occupied by any of the twenty that i ... liked... so that they can be free to make their way to me when I want them- and make my way to america, and then focus on the europeans;- eh, I will leave only europeans alive, by the way, and only WHITE europeans, both male and female, with NO jews whatsoever.
I am leaving the males because i want to test the females that remain, and then once i get my own, I will vamoose, yes?
YESSSS!
I am thinking i like turkish women- long story- and i will leave those alive as well.
BUT, I am perplexed about ONE thing, or one person, and she is REALLY REALLY bothering me, not only because she is theick-headed, but because when SHE walked past me, with only centimetres to spare this morning, I was left desperately looking for justification for her to be mine.
First time I saw her she had a ring on her finger; a married woman, and I have been searching my heart for how I feel about that and the answer is that she is dead if she looked at me while married.What if she was the 'michelle' in the vision, and she was divorced- meaning she HAS a child? yuck!- then OK,l can live with divorced. But who then is the fucking asshole she was with? OK, so I searched for nuances in her behaviour, and the first time the two of them walked past me, and then stood by the entrance of the Blue Bottle, the guy almost had his hand touching her, and she was prattling on and on, and laughing, and then she sort of raised her hands and folded her arms and if I had not noticed that i would have said there was something between them. I am NOT so sure, and she worries me, thsi contemporary art chick, because not only is she stunning, Ok, but i could swear, even in my sleep, that NO ONE cares about me as she does, because I have seen it pleanty of times, and thatis the reason why i can not just walk away, much as she pisses me off.
of course, if she IS married, if she WAS involved with the bastard,( who i am sending to hell anayway because he is racist, and i have developed an affection for obert and so, what happens to him, infuriates me as well, and so, fuck, he dies) then she is dead, dead, dead.
but that is not yet certain, is it?
I saw the other one, and well, frankly, she does not do much for me, that girl, and so, I suppose she is not someone i would want for my company.
BUT this morning, I did see someone else and that was when we were taking stuff from the container. two white ladies, one or both with an english accent, passed by the container, wearing those running outfits that leave nothing to the imagination, and while i just took them in with my periphery vision, and turned back to what i was doing, I did point them out to vinnie, asking him if that was not his friend rebecca, because one spoke the same way.
i put it out of my mind, and then, later on as i was sweeping the place up, this woman who i thought I had just bumped into the times she either used to run to fish hoek with her dog, or just walked when i was passing by, who stays just across the road from where the container is,and has a cleft chin, came out with another lady and she waved at me. Now, she is not bad looking, and while i always took note of her, i of course never thought she was, well, either free or interested. I still do not know. No ring though. doesn't mean much that, but fuck, i am soo tired.
And so fucking worried, because i would not think twice about my parents perishing if my sister dies. she is the only one who would make having them around worthwhile.
fuck, i know how to have people die- theoretically- but not how to keep one FROM dying- and I am losing sleep over the ONE fact that the one person i would rather hear doing well is... probably on her last legs. Or dead already, and I do not even know it
through windows and street corners
watching you from above
waiting anticipating
ready fir make the move
hawks on the street
eyes are watching you
hawks on the street...
So, from the moment it... appeared... that I think with my dick and not with my head, some craven idiots who had pissed me off by their actions actually thought they would get a free pass and all i had to do was see them, and i would salivate.watching you from above
waiting anticipating
ready fir make the move
hawks on the street
eyes are watching you
hawks on the street...
I have the midas touch, and THIS time I PROMISE you, you silly bitches who did not listen to me when I was in a better mood,l have stopped caring what happens next, and i am pissing mad, so ... walk past me, again, when I know that you were iether married or even walked past with a boyfriend, or did something that pissed me off, and I WILL manhandle you. THAT I promise you.
There was this mythical king who was cursed so that everything he touched became gold, and so, if he wanted to eat, he would not have to touch anything,he had to be fed. i am somewhat in that position, and if i have said 'NO' to some woman because she did not suit me someway, than , unless I revised it myself because i was under some erroneous assumption, the 'NO' stays as is. I do not negotiate over that, and anyway, if I rejected someone after the person pissed me off, the person is going straight to hell, and that soon, because I KNOW people, one day someone is going to try to put me to the test;- after all, NO ONE can be as I say I am, and the moment THAT happens, I am through being inert, and if the person does NOT die at my hands- fuck, it was God Who made me a prisoner, and so He will see to it Himself, i am not averse to pushing the envelope, and I am just starting NOW- then the rage uncoiled will be enough to start the avalanche that will escalate into a global catastrophe, for you all, of course.
so, I wait for the first idiot to step on my toes, and THEN I am handing you your heads, roasted.
OR, the four women make their way to me, and I do not have to reach for them, and then i kill what I kill via remote, and then leave you assholes in cape town- i have decided that, aside from Zimbabwe, i will empty the whole of South Africa, fuck, Africa as a continent, except for cape town for my friend's sake, or the places that at present are occupied by any of the twenty that i ... liked... so that they can be free to make their way to me when I want them- and make my way to america, and then focus on the europeans;- eh, I will leave only europeans alive, by the way, and only WHITE europeans, both male and female, with NO jews whatsoever.
I am leaving the males because i want to test the females that remain, and then once i get my own, I will vamoose, yes?
YESSSS!
I am thinking i like turkish women- long story- and i will leave those alive as well.
BUT, I am perplexed about ONE thing, or one person, and she is REALLY REALLY bothering me, not only because she is theick-headed, but because when SHE walked past me, with only centimetres to spare this morning, I was left desperately looking for justification for her to be mine.
First time I saw her she had a ring on her finger; a married woman, and I have been searching my heart for how I feel about that and the answer is that she is dead if she looked at me while married.What if she was the 'michelle' in the vision, and she was divorced- meaning she HAS a child? yuck!- then OK,l can live with divorced. But who then is the fucking asshole she was with? OK, so I searched for nuances in her behaviour, and the first time the two of them walked past me, and then stood by the entrance of the Blue Bottle, the guy almost had his hand touching her, and she was prattling on and on, and laughing, and then she sort of raised her hands and folded her arms and if I had not noticed that i would have said there was something between them. I am NOT so sure, and she worries me, thsi contemporary art chick, because not only is she stunning, Ok, but i could swear, even in my sleep, that NO ONE cares about me as she does, because I have seen it pleanty of times, and thatis the reason why i can not just walk away, much as she pisses me off.
of course, if she IS married, if she WAS involved with the bastard,( who i am sending to hell anayway because he is racist, and i have developed an affection for obert and so, what happens to him, infuriates me as well, and so, fuck, he dies) then she is dead, dead, dead.
but that is not yet certain, is it?
I saw the other one, and well, frankly, she does not do much for me, that girl, and so, I suppose she is not someone i would want for my company.
BUT this morning, I did see someone else and that was when we were taking stuff from the container. two white ladies, one or both with an english accent, passed by the container, wearing those running outfits that leave nothing to the imagination, and while i just took them in with my periphery vision, and turned back to what i was doing, I did point them out to vinnie, asking him if that was not his friend rebecca, because one spoke the same way.
i put it out of my mind, and then, later on as i was sweeping the place up, this woman who i thought I had just bumped into the times she either used to run to fish hoek with her dog, or just walked when i was passing by, who stays just across the road from where the container is,and has a cleft chin, came out with another lady and she waved at me. Now, she is not bad looking, and while i always took note of her, i of course never thought she was, well, either free or interested. I still do not know. No ring though. doesn't mean much that, but fuck, i am soo tired.
And so fucking worried, because i would not think twice about my parents perishing if my sister dies. she is the only one who would make having them around worthwhile.
fuck, i know how to have people die- theoretically- but not how to keep one FROM dying- and I am losing sleep over the ONE fact that the one person i would rather hear doing well is... probably on her last legs. Or dead already, and I do not even know it
