Now, I am NOT so sure that when I say that I have DECIDED, me, myself, personally, that so-and-so HAS to die, whether there actually exists any... day... or time when I am going to say, "Oops, that was just indigestion, I have changed my mind , so he gets to live", especially when I have gone to pains to explain WHY i have reached that decision, and why i am at present doing nothing. I have been plain, have I not, that because this woman that -GOD, WHY?- made me lose my head over her, decided to play "i-can-do-what-you-can-do;-and-yank-your-chain-till-you-fall-in-line" with me, and thus, deliberately did things that were DESIGNED to make me jealous, and thus, maybe, in her small mind, make me become 'reasonable', whatever SHE perceives that to be, I can NOT harm her-yet, but i feel i am getting there- but will totally wipe out those she wanted to make me jealous WITH, and all those that were spectators in this drama, save- and I am beginning to regret this concession, because the woman is STILL not taking me seriously enough to come out, before i get REALLY pissed off, and start taking this whole world apart piece by piece, to see who has greater stamina, here- maybe her immediate family, who, I kid you not, and i want to point out, I HATE, just as i HATE basically everyone that is in kalk bay, save a few that i can tolerate. Now, having said THAT, who the fuck is ... STUPID enough to want to make my very very vivid imagination start working overtime to try to find very ... cruel... ways to really make that person endure the worst possible pain BEFORE I have to send that person to hell? you would think they would all take a hint from when i see that psychedelically dressed waiter of mike's yesterday deliberately -maybe I was NOT specific enough, I SHOULD name names here so that you fools KNOW that you are dead men and women walking, YEAH-SSS- come into my path, and i had to leave and go try to get drunk the whole night in Site Five, (and find to my horror that i was not even interested in pussy, I mean, WTF?) and they still do NOT get it that I am NOT speaking things that can, or WILL change because of whatever anyone else says or does?
i mean, I am plain, that means clean, and I am NOT interested in pity for anyone, and fuck it, really, if it was not for the fact that vinnie;- yeah, and that fucking woman who makes me so furious and so at a loss as to what to do!; then well, we would be talking about me showing you hell, express!But, everyday me step up me clean, and NOT varnished, so why the fuck are them fools walking in my path like I am some kind of idiot that just needs to be ignored and then he will come to his senses?
woman, YOU are putting me in a difficult position, and it is because of YOU that i am still in this mess. I mean, fuck it, look at it this way, if you do not love me-fuck that, there is NO question about that- if YOU still think me a kid, then i am GOING to kill you, but if NOT, then fuck it, DO treat me like a man, or I will do something that even you, with -I said this before, but i suppose it does not really come through first time, does it- your 'sheltered' upbringing, will find too hard to even stomach, and i will make you live through it, so as you get a picture of what i mean when I say I am NOT happy with this situation. that you, and your inaction, are putting me through.
everyday me step out me clean
everyday me step out me clean.
i mean, I am plain, that means clean, and I am NOT interested in pity for anyone, and fuck it, really, if it was not for the fact that vinnie;- yeah, and that fucking woman who makes me so furious and so at a loss as to what to do!; then well, we would be talking about me showing you hell, express!But, everyday me step up me clean, and NOT varnished, so why the fuck are them fools walking in my path like I am some kind of idiot that just needs to be ignored and then he will come to his senses?
woman, YOU are putting me in a difficult position, and it is because of YOU that i am still in this mess. I mean, fuck it, look at it this way, if you do not love me-fuck that, there is NO question about that- if YOU still think me a kid, then i am GOING to kill you, but if NOT, then fuck it, DO treat me like a man, or I will do something that even you, with -I said this before, but i suppose it does not really come through first time, does it- your 'sheltered' upbringing, will find too hard to even stomach, and i will make you live through it, so as you get a picture of what i mean when I say I am NOT happy with this situation. that you, and your inaction, are putting me through.
I, me no know
sometimes me sit back
sometimes me sit back
and me say 2 me self
somebody tell me 'ow
devil are make so much fake friend in 'ere
somebody tell me 'ow
devil are make so much fake friend in 'ere
somebody tell me 'ow
over me life them are play a kian quarter
somebody tell me 'ow
over me life them are play a kian quarter
somebody tell me 'ow
said them are friend and a shooter them are sent fir you?
everyday me step out me clean
everyday me step out me clean.
Now, i had said that i was not sure what to do come christmas time, because i was sure that anymore of hearing about church and christ, and me ending up defending myself for being ALIVE and thus, by definition, opposing everything of this bullshit, was something I was NOT interested in. So, I got off the train, and walked to the building with its cameras, wondering whether the chick would do another, "up yours" on me, so that i could see just what kind of bullshit God was prepared to put me through since He had -i never said this before, but this is how it is, just so that, woman you KNOW who you will answer to, whether you like it or not, and i did NOT say it before because i did not want to take responsibility, but now, YOU have to know- told me that 'ane mwana anochengeta ega', "the one who has a child looks after that child alone', and so, He dumped you in my lap, which is good because otherwise i would have rejected you. But I found out for Myself, that i could bear you, not as you think, like an equal, but as a parent would, which shows from the over-jealous ways i have developed as far as you are concerned, that I have no intention of being in any way subordinate to you, OR in any way listening to your petulant whims, i have invested a lot of time and effort into this to let some stupid fool just blow it all away like it means nothing. So, get with the program, what you do NOT like is what you WILL have to deal with, and so, since I have to bear you, I HAVE to remove from you the things that piss me off, and that may hurt you,but fuck it, you should have thought first before deciding to embark on a war path with the one who has NO time for bullshit. Every action of yours, good or bad WILL be scrutinised and reacted to, trust me on that! Even when you do NOT act. Because i have to know WHY.
Anyway, there was no one of interest at the place, and as i passed by, there was vinnie, with tony -(now, I am going to totally remove every coloured person from the face of the earth, the whole race just pisses me off. I may spare just the one woman, and her family, that gives us food, provided i can assure myself that she is NOT in the loop when it comes to my deeds, because otherwise even joking with her would be something i can not even stomach) watering the lawn which I am sure everyone knows has been kindly kept going by the efforts of people like the owners of the building that the gallery people, mike and the Blue Bottle people are renting [which building I AM going to destroy, because vinnie's agenda is NOT my agenda, mine is to wreck your lives, and make sure that i piss of everyone, and dare you to act], and kenneth, who is also, sadly, on my dead-person-walking list. Fuck, i am thinking of being chased from sitting on a brick wall, like a dog, when he sent that obnoxious guard to tell me and abisha to leave because those were the days that the little mama and he were tight about keeping the hood clean. Fuck it, this is too much, i will tell you who i will NOT kill, that would be easier. vinnie and family, in kalk bay, a select few zimbabweans that i can stomach, and am easy with, and... NO ONE else, aside from the thorny issue of the apple of my eye. Everyone else dies. Now, what i want to know, fools, is WHO the FUCK dares oppose THAT, and puts me to the test on it?
This is pure, unadulterated prince, not of peace, but of war. Everywhere else, i will spare my mother, father, and sisters and their SOs, and only my two cousins, and the other one's mother, and whatever families the rest of them that I let live have, but NOT from MY family, because i hate the lot, and can only stand these relations of mine. But as for your lives, which you want to guard and keep secure, KNOW this for certain, fools, those lives are OVER. I am going to reduce your homesteads to rubble, and leave you eking out a living on bare essentials, and you are going to be forced to think about how to get online because you will want to know what kind of horror i have in store for you, and well, the NOT knowing will gnaw at you till you get everything set up, and seek out ways to get on my blogspot and find out just WTF are gwaan up.
oh, and by the way, everywhere else, I am wiping the entire face of the planet clean of people. I want you to remember one thing, people, which it seems yo have forgotten, or disregarded, I am NOT venie juliase. Our names do not even rhyme. I am the lord of this earth, and I am pissed off at waiting. I am poor at it. Today, I had to curb my impatience because i erroneously assumed that the library would be open, and being broke, I had walked over there to state things, which included boiling the gallery woman in her skin- the woman REALLY sets my teeth on edge, that dessicated old husk. I mean, just because i am NOT sure whether she is the apple chick's mother or not, she assumes she has weight in my affairs, and today, i was watching out for her, to see whether she would put her foot wrong so that i could nail that ass that looks like a tired plastic bag full of stale water, right to her snobbish wall. she showed up after i hit my face against the wall at the library, but it was inconclusive. I hate the woman, and would gladly fry her, and enjoy it, to the bargain. But the imp was the one who saw me walk disconsolately into kalk bay, and he drove up like a maniac straight to the cottage so that he could make me see that i had to.... I do not know what, somebody forgot to hand me the script. That is why I went to the library. And some fool in a green CR-V, thinking me myopic, decided to follow me and see that i was really going to the library. Well, you are dead, whoever the fuck you are. I never liked fans.
Yeah, I think I will spare that white guy who works at the Blue Bottle. He may be in on what is happening, but he has a sense of humour about it, and I like that.
Anyway, after seeing vinnie and being told that he was going to waterfront the following morning, and i was welcome to join in, I woke up the following morning, wanted to catch a train, and got fed up waiting, to say that I ... THOUGHT... that now I could kill people-yeah, right!- and came back, stood with them fools, a bit, and then decided that I was going to vinnie's to wait for him to come back from church -as i assumed- and then i could join him and his tiresome family just so that I could kill time while avoiding taking the bull by the horns, and dealing with this fucking issue. He went instead straight to the waterfront from church, and i spent a very satisfying time asleep on his couch outside his house, till i woke up, and decided to go stretch full length in my 'place'. So, I did NOT break my word, see, because I had SAID I was NOT interested in socialising, and well, I have a WATCHER who makes sure i keep my word, and arranges things so that they happen way I want. I am loaded, fools, and so, if I say that people will DIE, take it as 100% immutable that THAT will happen, because well, I MAY decide to change my mind along the way to sort of try to get along, but the ONE Who said He would NOT let me fall has seen to it that I am impermeable. So, this shit I think and comuni-talk, gets to happen. Without change Δ" big or "δ"small[see how straightforward i am? it takes me weeks and weeks to just say that I REALLY had long ago decided to kill these people because i am not sure whether it is 'right' to do so. I mean, fuck do I care? Right? there is only ONE person whose opinion means anything to me, and even then it is NOT according to what she wants because I do NOT tolerate fools, and it is for THAT one reason I have decided to spare her family. If the gallery woman IS her mother, then I sort of heard she was widowed. I could even throw back into life her father, and this not have a fight about my family and your family type of thing. But I suppose the fool will STILL not think that is enough, Or that I must serve God. She must adjust her antennae, then, because even God promised that the ONE who would come, who would be 'born' to the gentiles would be called "Almighty God", or rather "El- Shaddai". Now, 'shad' is hebrew for 'breast', and so, this ONE would be the All-Sufficient One, like mother's milk is to the child, so, technically, it is within MY parameters, what I like, not God's supposed views, that things will happen. I rule the spot, and it is MY way that will dominate, horrible as that may be. Now, get with that, because I weary of being taken for a stupid child. I love you, woman, but i will NOT be looked down on, by anyone. Fuck, I suppose though, one thing IS for sure, that you can read some of my thoughts, because otherwise there would be no fighting over how, like this. Stop it. I will get angry if you do not. You have never seen me explode. Hell, i have never seen me explode before, but i think it is going to be quite spectacular.Δ I was sitting at vinnie's this morning, and listening outside as there was a movie being played, and it was about king james and his court, and a supposed armada that was to be sent to the ameriacs to subjugate some red faced savages, and this guy had brought along a daughter of one of the mighty chiefs, to show that she was not from uncivilised people. I had got to the point where the woman was stroking the ego of king james and addressing him in such flowery language he was pleased, and told her he would see her later, and to have her enjoy the ball, when I decided to go check whether vinnie was back from town. the POINT is, actually, that just because I am NOTHING like what you expect, do not take MY viewpoint on things to be wrong. it pissed you off, and I suppose it still does, otherwise you would not have decided to change your clothing that day when i complained to vinnie that you were dressed like a slut; to be discussed by others, and degraded, and while I do not exist in a society that condones fighting over a man, like your co-sharers-of -the-building did (how the fuck can you people stand that) I am still NOT amused that what should have started and ended between two people has included a whole motley of them, all of whom are DEAD as far as I am concerned, which to me is the best way to make sure my name is NOT maligned. I think... BIG... permanent. LONG term. Final. Not simple, and stop gap. And I can do as I please. So, what the fuck will it be?I suppose the answer lies with YOU now, because I assure you, if you do NOT act now, I am going to make sure that I do something totally disagreeable. YEAH-SSS! And NOT on myself, NOOOO!
Anyway, there was no one of interest at the place, and as i passed by, there was vinnie, with tony -(now, I am going to totally remove every coloured person from the face of the earth, the whole race just pisses me off. I may spare just the one woman, and her family, that gives us food, provided i can assure myself that she is NOT in the loop when it comes to my deeds, because otherwise even joking with her would be something i can not even stomach) watering the lawn which I am sure everyone knows has been kindly kept going by the efforts of people like the owners of the building that the gallery people, mike and the Blue Bottle people are renting [which building I AM going to destroy, because vinnie's agenda is NOT my agenda, mine is to wreck your lives, and make sure that i piss of everyone, and dare you to act], and kenneth, who is also, sadly, on my dead-person-walking list. Fuck, i am thinking of being chased from sitting on a brick wall, like a dog, when he sent that obnoxious guard to tell me and abisha to leave because those were the days that the little mama and he were tight about keeping the hood clean. Fuck it, this is too much, i will tell you who i will NOT kill, that would be easier. vinnie and family, in kalk bay, a select few zimbabweans that i can stomach, and am easy with, and... NO ONE else, aside from the thorny issue of the apple of my eye. Everyone else dies. Now, what i want to know, fools, is WHO the FUCK dares oppose THAT, and puts me to the test on it?
This is pure, unadulterated prince, not of peace, but of war. Everywhere else, i will spare my mother, father, and sisters and their SOs, and only my two cousins, and the other one's mother, and whatever families the rest of them that I let live have, but NOT from MY family, because i hate the lot, and can only stand these relations of mine. But as for your lives, which you want to guard and keep secure, KNOW this for certain, fools, those lives are OVER. I am going to reduce your homesteads to rubble, and leave you eking out a living on bare essentials, and you are going to be forced to think about how to get online because you will want to know what kind of horror i have in store for you, and well, the NOT knowing will gnaw at you till you get everything set up, and seek out ways to get on my blogspot and find out just WTF are gwaan up.
oh, and by the way, everywhere else, I am wiping the entire face of the planet clean of people. I want you to remember one thing, people, which it seems yo have forgotten, or disregarded, I am NOT venie juliase. Our names do not even rhyme. I am the lord of this earth, and I am pissed off at waiting. I am poor at it. Today, I had to curb my impatience because i erroneously assumed that the library would be open, and being broke, I had walked over there to state things, which included boiling the gallery woman in her skin- the woman REALLY sets my teeth on edge, that dessicated old husk. I mean, just because i am NOT sure whether she is the apple chick's mother or not, she assumes she has weight in my affairs, and today, i was watching out for her, to see whether she would put her foot wrong so that i could nail that ass that looks like a tired plastic bag full of stale water, right to her snobbish wall. she showed up after i hit my face against the wall at the library, but it was inconclusive. I hate the woman, and would gladly fry her, and enjoy it, to the bargain. But the imp was the one who saw me walk disconsolately into kalk bay, and he drove up like a maniac straight to the cottage so that he could make me see that i had to.... I do not know what, somebody forgot to hand me the script. That is why I went to the library. And some fool in a green CR-V, thinking me myopic, decided to follow me and see that i was really going to the library. Well, you are dead, whoever the fuck you are. I never liked fans.
Yeah, I think I will spare that white guy who works at the Blue Bottle. He may be in on what is happening, but he has a sense of humour about it, and I like that.
Anyway, after seeing vinnie and being told that he was going to waterfront the following morning, and i was welcome to join in, I woke up the following morning, wanted to catch a train, and got fed up waiting, to say that I ... THOUGHT... that now I could kill people-yeah, right!- and came back, stood with them fools, a bit, and then decided that I was going to vinnie's to wait for him to come back from church -as i assumed- and then i could join him and his tiresome family just so that I could kill time while avoiding taking the bull by the horns, and dealing with this fucking issue. He went instead straight to the waterfront from church, and i spent a very satisfying time asleep on his couch outside his house, till i woke up, and decided to go stretch full length in my 'place'. So, I did NOT break my word, see, because I had SAID I was NOT interested in socialising, and well, I have a WATCHER who makes sure i keep my word, and arranges things so that they happen way I want. I am loaded, fools, and so, if I say that people will DIE, take it as 100% immutable that THAT will happen, because well, I MAY decide to change my mind along the way to sort of try to get along, but the ONE Who said He would NOT let me fall has seen to it that I am impermeable. So, this shit I think and comuni-talk, gets to happen. Without change Δ" big or "δ"small[see how straightforward i am? it takes me weeks and weeks to just say that I REALLY had long ago decided to kill these people because i am not sure whether it is 'right' to do so. I mean, fuck do I care? Right? there is only ONE person whose opinion means anything to me, and even then it is NOT according to what she wants because I do NOT tolerate fools, and it is for THAT one reason I have decided to spare her family. If the gallery woman IS her mother, then I sort of heard she was widowed. I could even throw back into life her father, and this not have a fight about my family and your family type of thing. But I suppose the fool will STILL not think that is enough, Or that I must serve God. She must adjust her antennae, then, because even God promised that the ONE who would come, who would be 'born' to the gentiles would be called "Almighty God", or rather "El- Shaddai". Now, 'shad' is hebrew for 'breast', and so, this ONE would be the All-Sufficient One, like mother's milk is to the child, so, technically, it is within MY parameters, what I like, not God's supposed views, that things will happen. I rule the spot, and it is MY way that will dominate, horrible as that may be. Now, get with that, because I weary of being taken for a stupid child. I love you, woman, but i will NOT be looked down on, by anyone. Fuck, I suppose though, one thing IS for sure, that you can read some of my thoughts, because otherwise there would be no fighting over how, like this. Stop it. I will get angry if you do not. You have never seen me explode. Hell, i have never seen me explode before, but i think it is going to be quite spectacular.Δ I was sitting at vinnie's this morning, and listening outside as there was a movie being played, and it was about king james and his court, and a supposed armada that was to be sent to the ameriacs to subjugate some red faced savages, and this guy had brought along a daughter of one of the mighty chiefs, to show that she was not from uncivilised people. I had got to the point where the woman was stroking the ego of king james and addressing him in such flowery language he was pleased, and told her he would see her later, and to have her enjoy the ball, when I decided to go check whether vinnie was back from town. the POINT is, actually, that just because I am NOTHING like what you expect, do not take MY viewpoint on things to be wrong. it pissed you off, and I suppose it still does, otherwise you would not have decided to change your clothing that day when i complained to vinnie that you were dressed like a slut; to be discussed by others, and degraded, and while I do not exist in a society that condones fighting over a man, like your co-sharers-of -the-building did (how the fuck can you people stand that) I am still NOT amused that what should have started and ended between two people has included a whole motley of them, all of whom are DEAD as far as I am concerned, which to me is the best way to make sure my name is NOT maligned. I think... BIG... permanent. LONG term. Final. Not simple, and stop gap. And I can do as I please. So, what the fuck will it be?I suppose the answer lies with YOU now, because I assure you, if you do NOT act now, I am going to make sure that I do something totally disagreeable. YEAH-SSS! And NOT on myself, NOOOO!
