GREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE so said God to me as I complained at the start of another 'musarovane' day, before addding a line from an old cartoon theme song:- Ten to one you'll never guess the way the story ends; and so I knew i wasinfor somethingg unexpected,which answered a lot of MY questions except for ONE, which I could not help thinkingof as the woman hid her wedding hand as she walked past againand this after seeing the delicious-looking daughter first, with a sort of topknot on her like some japanese warrior;-Was the woman stupid enough to come near me while even symbolically... attached? I am talking of the F/hoek swimmer lady, the only one who can be said to have been 'with child' and in an aisle, who I admired and whose daughter i aso admired, and it probably pissed her off, this bi-play till i figured, she probably figured out the singular thing, after yesterday, that i do not have to play by the rules, since in effect I am the BE-ALL-&-END-ALL when it comes to the how and what for a long time, and so she probably stuffed her pride in her pocket, went the "conclusion?" route and with a stiff upper lip-meaning she did not like doing this- she sent her daughter my way this morning.Now I am rather still... mellow,mellow, and rather detached from everything, like my brain is divorced from the rest of me, like I am drunk or something, and i am not acting as myself at all. I mean, after, for example, seeing the smart chick walking with some guy, or the contemporary art chick's "in your face" antics just before closing, or tony's continued provocative behaviour, I am actually surprised that I am rather philosophical about everything; they are DEAD of course,and I am not even worried about how they feel about it anymore, because MY priorities outweigh everything else.And I am prepared to be on Cloud Nine till I distance myself from my friend and so spare him as i unleash MY rage on the world, yesss.But there is the matter of these "5" women. I REALLY want the RAV-4 woman, the mother and her daughter, and... maybe.. the dishy number in blue, but there is NO fifth one as yet. Fuck That, there is peaches,hell, she impressed ME, AND I WANT THAT ONE. Fuck, how can I overlook That one! Insha'llah, 'it will be as God wills'...because of course His will and mine co-incide 100% and so, fools, weep, wail,gnash your teeth, the mav. is unstoppable. I mean, go figure, "a child is 'born'..." to those who dwell in darkness, and He Himself says the firstborn male among you all belongs to Him, and He told ME that He had claimed me for Himself, and this I would grasp when I stopped offering 'sacrifice' and followed His advice, "Be yourself",and so, if some shithead thought he/she had some escape clause, well, snap, shoot, pitotty poot, you have just landed a noose on your own necks, and i am the hangman. Dead is what you will be in a little while, yessss
