I will start closer to home, and then branch out.I know that every time I SAY something good or something that seems to put this woman on a pedestal, she takes that as a sign of weakness and tries to use it against me, regardless of the fact that every time she tried to do that she did not succeed, and it is with an effort of great willpower that i retsrain myself from totally casting her off. Last night, on my way back from wynberg, I knew that all my labour had been in vain when I saw her in the upstairs window, making herslf visible to me, as if to let me know that what she considered were only the words that seemed to flatter her, that I enjoy seeing her. That I do not LIKE seeing her in those settings that have me swear unchangingly that all those males she ensconced herself with are DEAD regardless of whether it rains or not, whether I am hungry, happy or not, does not seem to get through to her, because she keeps on doing teh same things. I told her m, told it plainly, that i am way past the 'changing' stage, that i am marching on to something new, something BIG, something that NOTHING can impede, not even an opinionated little fool who thinks the sun rises or falls by her.
Now, I just want to show something a bit different, something that maybe has not yet been grasped, by all of you, about just WTF is about to happen.
i said I was taking on the ENTIRE world, and that I would begin by destroying places world over, but has it ever occured to you that, despite all appearances to the contrary, despite your opinions about it -
because i see people still doing their walk-bys like I actually care, or idiots like tony badmouthing me like all this is just one silly joke, and he only has to fear, like them gallery people, that i will get angry, and they all try their level best to avoid that, while ignoring the complete picture
- God, the One you set your hopes in, is actually PLANNING things for ME to have a smooth transition from dust to the pinnacle, since I hate having to labour?
like making this available to me, when I actually have a plan for it
Air Force One, probably a plane that can fly itself. All i have to do is remove the occupants, (and at the same time destroy the set world order, and there is no better time for it than at this gathering set here) and i catapult myself right into centre stage.
but of course, no, all you fools think this will never happen, right, that all i am is a loudmouth.
fuck, God had guarded my life more zealously than a jealous, ageing king guards his harem, and it never occurs to you all to wonder WHY He has done that?
could it be that He wants me, the one person who does not, never has, and never will, give a fuck about anything to do with His glory, to come to a point where I surrender and give in to Him, or maybe become a 'christian' and become a super-proselyte, like paul and write authoritative nonsense on the nature of christ in which all things become new because i am nursing a guilty conscience? fuck, I would, if i had a chance, or knew then what I know now about how deeply God wants this thing that He is setting me up for, do even worse than I have done up to date, because I do NOT repent of anything I have ever done, and will never bend down to suit someone else's whims. Let the woman be glad that i am not interested in killing off her child, because otherwise i would touch her right there, and THEN reject her, just to show her that I do NOT negotiate. I told her to come out from those people, told her to NOT insult me by thinking me in the context of a mere man, and she still does that. Today, when she was confident that I had eyes only for her, she ignored me totally. Which reminds me, that guard you spoke to, well, I liked him, but he is dead. Because I can not let those insults go by unanswered. i would have liked to kill you as well... but then, I prefer this one democratic act, that you will choose for yourself what your fate will be, and that will eb either you come out, and show me respect or you defy me some more, in which case you will be buried along with all of yours, and i will just add this, KNOW that NOW I know why "By saturday EVERYONE will know me".
Now, frankly, I do not wanat anyone else in my life, and i do not know what i have to SAY to them fools to get that through their thick skulls, but this woman's silly distortion of things has to end. She either starts paying attention to my words, while there is still a chance that i will allow her near me, or she dies. She exercises HER right to choose, not try the age-old art of women world over to amnipulate men into doing what they themselves want. Like, she passes me a while ago, speaking on the phone, and enters the bakery, and then, a while later I see butthead ii -
by the way, i saw butthead i the other day, when I was last at the library, I think, and either he wanted me intimidated or what, i do not know, but I am glad i did, because i just wanted it fresh in everyone's mind that even people like michelle, who wanted me to bear their kids, and their entire families, liek faggot face and all, and even butthead himself, his mother and such, are all dead, even whatshername with that nice hair? yes, nicky?
- coming from the bakery direction, and i 'understood' that the woman had taken on the role of intercessor, again, when every one's life is mine to dispose of as i see fit, and i allow NO ONE to tell me anything, on anything.
Silly fool can not get that through her head!
if she wants to make a martyr of herself, its her choice
my claws are out
Now, I just want to show something a bit different, something that maybe has not yet been grasped, by all of you, about just WTF is about to happen.
i said I was taking on the ENTIRE world, and that I would begin by destroying places world over, but has it ever occured to you that, despite all appearances to the contrary, despite your opinions about it -
because i see people still doing their walk-bys like I actually care, or idiots like tony badmouthing me like all this is just one silly joke, and he only has to fear, like them gallery people, that i will get angry, and they all try their level best to avoid that, while ignoring the complete picture
- God, the One you set your hopes in, is actually PLANNING things for ME to have a smooth transition from dust to the pinnacle, since I hate having to labour?
like making this available to me, when I actually have a plan for it
but of course, no, all you fools think this will never happen, right, that all i am is a loudmouth.
fuck, God had guarded my life more zealously than a jealous, ageing king guards his harem, and it never occurs to you all to wonder WHY He has done that?
could it be that He wants me, the one person who does not, never has, and never will, give a fuck about anything to do with His glory, to come to a point where I surrender and give in to Him, or maybe become a 'christian' and become a super-proselyte, like paul and write authoritative nonsense on the nature of christ in which all things become new because i am nursing a guilty conscience? fuck, I would, if i had a chance, or knew then what I know now about how deeply God wants this thing that He is setting me up for, do even worse than I have done up to date, because I do NOT repent of anything I have ever done, and will never bend down to suit someone else's whims. Let the woman be glad that i am not interested in killing off her child, because otherwise i would touch her right there, and THEN reject her, just to show her that I do NOT negotiate. I told her to come out from those people, told her to NOT insult me by thinking me in the context of a mere man, and she still does that. Today, when she was confident that I had eyes only for her, she ignored me totally. Which reminds me, that guard you spoke to, well, I liked him, but he is dead. Because I can not let those insults go by unanswered. i would have liked to kill you as well... but then, I prefer this one democratic act, that you will choose for yourself what your fate will be, and that will eb either you come out, and show me respect or you defy me some more, in which case you will be buried along with all of yours, and i will just add this, KNOW that NOW I know why "By saturday EVERYONE will know me".
Now, frankly, I do not wanat anyone else in my life, and i do not know what i have to SAY to them fools to get that through their thick skulls, but this woman's silly distortion of things has to end. She either starts paying attention to my words, while there is still a chance that i will allow her near me, or she dies. She exercises HER right to choose, not try the age-old art of women world over to amnipulate men into doing what they themselves want. Like, she passes me a while ago, speaking on the phone, and enters the bakery, and then, a while later I see butthead ii -
by the way, i saw butthead i the other day, when I was last at the library, I think, and either he wanted me intimidated or what, i do not know, but I am glad i did, because i just wanted it fresh in everyone's mind that even people like michelle, who wanted me to bear their kids, and their entire families, liek faggot face and all, and even butthead himself, his mother and such, are all dead, even whatshername with that nice hair? yes, nicky?
- coming from the bakery direction, and i 'understood' that the woman had taken on the role of intercessor, again, when every one's life is mine to dispose of as i see fit, and i allow NO ONE to tell me anything, on anything.
Silly fool can not get that through her head!
if she wants to make a martyr of herself, its her choice
my claws are out
