Getting ME to eat humble pie is something that has never happened to me, except once when I overlooked one detail and concluded that, since the people were trying to build a tower to get to heaven, after the flood, then, of course, God had, after confusing their language, decided to go 'blue shift' way and expand the universe.
One guy asked me the obvious question, after i tied everything with a nice little bow, and was quite pleased with my hypothesis;"where is it written?"
since then, I have sticked to facts. It ... hurts... to assert what you do not KNOW, especially when what i do know is so... controversial... to begin with.
Anyway, I will begin with God beginning the day by patting Himself on the back, with that Alfred J. Quack TV intro, with the lines, "ten to one you'll never guess the way the story ends"
Wonder if it is on YouTube. As I said, I ... like .. facts
No, not the Spanish one, is there none in Motherfucking ENGLISH?
Ok, I am flopping today, big time, so it MUST be the 'cheeky mate' from Greenpatch hill, Blinky Bill... .I hope. This is rather embarrassing
Well, I was right, at least here, and now.You can hear it somewhere in that intro.
anyway, today, I came down, and went to the library after seeing them people pull their stunts, right, and then I went to see what would happen.And God was conspicuously silent along the way.I had not even greeted vinnie and had him tell me he had not displayed his wife's jewellery, which has been left to ME to sell because I am considered honest, and the other two, vinnie and abisha, tend to have deep pockets that are dificult to... anyway, you get the drift. So, I was kneeling and phonicating-lee gave me his phone when I was coming back, so I was listening to some capleton fyah ho ho ho ho!...eh, I think I will put it down here as well Ah, fuck, I have forgotten what riddim it was, so I will skip it for now, and well, it talks about, among other things, a leopard not changing its spots, and the burning of all faggots, and it resonated with me, OK, and I was kneeling with the jewellery, with my back to the jew's car from the gallery, and wondering what them upstairs were... hollering? Ah fuck, if you can rhyme better then .. SUE ... me.
Obviously, I am in a good mood, otherwise people would be dead by now, so my knockout is quite a good one, because... ah fuck, go with the suspense, the .... drama.. for a bit while I try to compose myself for a bit
So, I am kneeling and the next thing I know, the... pastor is by my side, hand extended in greeting. Vinnie had to see, not one guy, but two guys, about some... grass. Not weed, but, yes, weed, but the green weed.Ah, I mean, the weed you do not smoke, but the kind you sit on when smoking. The lawn. There was a clash, not of weeds, but of ... ah fuck, this is too much, so i will let it ... sit... slide... anyway, vinnie was not there, OK? Reminds me of something I read in the Reader's Digest, about a guy who was writing a letter where he went " I likepidgeons , pijeons, fouls, fowls, heck, birds, beds..." I am kinda in that zone at the moment, because I am more than a bit, surprised, Ok. And I thought i knew it all. OK?I mean, I can NOT love anyone, right. It stands to reason! I mean, I was just being territorial. I mean, the girl just pissed me off, and it had nothing to do with the fact that merely seeing her had me always in a turmoil, and the fact that everytime I THINK of her I have to twist my hair, and go hungry because I, the detached person, am ... worried... that I would never get to run my tongue over that... chin... of hers, and I am willing to murder anyone that even looks at her, or tries to shield her from me. I mean, I can not be in love, right? Stands to reason, OK. Common sense.
guess maybe that THIS was more obvious to everyone else but me. I reasoned it through, and felt that I could not feel anything for anyone, which was NOT strictly... true.
And I suppose that I can ... understand her retaliation with foursome, I mean who really wants to SHARE someone?; the flowers and stuff, because I sort of deserved that, and as for threatening her ... people... I suppose that was also uncalled for, even her child, i suppose, but I also HOPE she does not entertain thoughts of me being saddled with a kid, OK? I really love this apple chick, OK, and it came out as i thawed out and started to talk to the pastor, and it got to me saying that there was a -apparently it is not pronounced 'kasm', but CHARzim- chasm between me and God, and He was apparently cool with it and I was cool with it because i did not WANT Him,but I had no idea where I was at as far as my own... desires went.And then it hit me, and all of a sudden I just wanted to ... hide.I mean, here I am talking of the missing link in my life, and all the time i was NOT accepting that my seemingly irrational behaviour was hiding a very pointedly rational conclusion, that I would be very pleased to have this woman in my life, OK, so maybe I am not quite sure about the 'boss' aspect, but how about complementary roles. I get to-eh, this IS unavoidable, because, see, madiba is DEAD, and on the train they are already talking of sending foreigners back so, i HAVE to eliminate them fools, and so, I will just lightly skim over the coloureds, like, instead of leaving them like a hundredth of what they currently are, I would go maybe a ... tenth... or some such thing, so, heck, I HAVE to go anyway, but I am not interested in killing white people anymore. No. I suppose they can live their lives, after what happened today, which I was worrying about, which I will just have to state, and leave as is, and anyone can draw their own conclusions, but heck, what i KNOW is that someday I will be out there where i have no need of a "Voice" to protect me from enemies, and so, I will need arguably the ONE person I can not do without, if she can get used to a clinging sort of guy who sort of wants to... cling, and who hates to let her out of his sight. There is a song by a Zim guy to that effect, but with YouTube so unreliable, I suppose I just have to wonder whether I will get it. I will see.
Guy is jealous, see, and he is saying, his jealousy has made him lose all his fat, because the one he chose, if she just goes around the corner, he is left chilled, and if she just stands up, he is already ... gamose? gaamoose? You get the drift, here, I just hope the video shows what I mean
I am not done here though. I suppose the woman has been wondering WHAT to do that would please me, or something like that, and when I complained about the guys with her... . Ok, it WOULD be nice if you could just ... Oh, I do not know. Figure it out, I guess, because I can never know what you really think unless you connect the dots yourself. I will therefore turn away from this subject, and concentrate on narrating events, with the song playing on my post meanwhile.
So, I was speaking with the pastor, and vinnie came back from the grass issue, with his wife, and when I turned, I found out that the pastor's wife was right THERE, behind me, and she must have witnessed my behaviour to her husband, and I was like, Oh, fuck, here I go again. I was among civilised people, though, and they do not have my unruly anti-social behaviour, and after the ordeal, I was further surprised to find that mike had parked his bike, eh, in a place that left me thinking he was saying, "dickless fool", and the funny thing was that i had not even SEEN him park, nor heard him. Must have been all that 'fyah ho ho ho ho!' in my ears, or maybe I just love the sound of my own voice when I have an audience? nuh, not really. I wonder what to talk about at times, and prefer to just be alone, silent, and ... morose.which is why it is something I ... long for... so much that i just leave this place, the sooner the better. Like, maybe, eh, NOW.
meaning I get to kill off people, and all those necessary murders, and I just depart, OK?
Nothing personal, to those who are going to hell eternally, it is just that you are...fuck, I do not care, OK, I just do not care, I HAVE to go, and well, no one, even those with the most liberal minds will be willing to step aside and LET me, so i hope there is no more sentimental bullshit here about co-existence, because I can NOT fit in. I have to TAKE what I want, and frankly, I am quite easy with that. It does not bother me that millions will die because of me, because well, from where I stand, YOU ALL are in the wrong, as I intend to show you, OK? So stuff that rubbish about me living happily among you. I AM in a bad place, and it is past time that I get myself OUT of it, and then afterwards you will get to see just what I mean, OK? And unfortunately for you, the truth will ... NOT set you free, it will... SMITE you. Big time. So, as far as my right to kill is concerned, there is no second course. Consider me... merciful that i do not wipe out everything in my path, and if any of you have ANY brains at all, do me a favour and anytime you feel like giving me advice about what to do- stuff it! I WILL kill the next person who tries to draw close to me with that in mind. Personally. You have been warned!
Anyway, I ran away to vinnie's house, and I came back later to find the asshole STILL parked there. I went to investigate, and for the first time ever I had to actually THINK so that i did not go up the stairs to see who and what was there. The gallery woman had her car parked at the entrance, and I had seen her drive and put it there as I sat with the pastor and snorted. Ah, I mean I snorted, not that me and him were snorting something... OK, humour is really NOT appropriate here, because a few hours ago, everything was going rather... black. And then it now is not. I am not used to sudden changes, I tend to become excessively... extreme sometimes.
I went, got some food, came back, and , like he was a mind reader or something, the guy was standing inside la parada, on the phone -wonder if anyone can tell me if this is a white thing or if the guy really would be talking to someone?- and i went past. So he was not up there, then! But where was SHE? I mean, he may be important and all that, but to himself, not to me; I have just ONE target, and until a few seconds ago, I wanted him dead, and I am NOT sure that I will spare him. It is that... dicey.
Ok,if I revert to my normal depressed state, I could say that she would reject me and I would be free to kill him, which would... amuse... me, but I am not sure that there would be anything but ashes in my heart afterwards. So, I suppose I would leave him alive, maybe. On condition of ... good behaviour. Fuck, I do not care about him, so if he fades into the background i will not have to remember anything, and I will let it go, OK? How much more lenient can I be, after all the insults he heaped on me?
because the reason I decided to let him off the hook was that, after I had pulled my hair and decided I was interested in that chick, and her alone, I decided to drink some juice, and afterwards, as i talked to vinnie's wife, she drove past. The CR-V, I had noted, was NOT parked anywhere I had seen when i went up and down. I had, before all this, been thinking of everything that had struck me and I knew that I had been a fool, and when she was in her car, I stared at her because she was stuck in traffic, and she was self consciously tugging at her hair, and I was like... stunned, OK. I went and literally lay down, and just wished I could take back some of the words I had said.
Hope this song up there IS the right one.
yep, it is.
then the asshole walked back down, and passed me as i was speaking with vinnie, and he had his helmet, and his motto guzzi was parked right THERE, within leaping distance, and then the coloured lady, his girlfriend? came out and they stood there speaking, and I was already walking towards him, (and even then I was sure that merely walking PAST him was not even going to be an option. In case you do not know, whenever there is a confrontation looming, of even disasterous proportions, i do not even THINK of backing down, and will force the issue sometimes because i am all about pushing limits, which means if anyone sets limits for me, I will go beyond them. Best thing to do, I suppose, if, unlike me, one cares for one's life, is just bow down, and I will then reconsider. NEVER ever confront me. because then you die. I had said i was NOT going to kill white people, but I will have to waive that when it comes to the smart chick, her friend, and the smart chick's mother, and brother, and the father. Let me say i hate being ... bothered. And i actually hate you people, because you have NO respect for MY personal space. So, fuck, you die. Now, what will you do about THAT!) and then they cut short their conversation and then he drove off as I walked on, and got on the train, and came here, figuring out on the way that I had just been given my ... kudos... back. So, I am not really unhappy. Not really. I could be happier, but well, I do not believe in wishful thinking. I believe in what I can see, feel, touch, and measure. I do not BELIEVE in God, for example. He is a fact. I am NOT a person who has faith.
Ah, fuck! I will listen to some 'fyah ho ho ho ho!'
and I will STILL kill jamaicans. Ah, maybe I will come up with a reason, but who cares. I mean, i will spare the chinks, and even the christians that i had said would die, but, hell, i am done being a publicly exposed person. I want OUT. Like NOW!
One guy asked me the obvious question, after i tied everything with a nice little bow, and was quite pleased with my hypothesis;"where is it written?"
since then, I have sticked to facts. It ... hurts... to assert what you do not KNOW, especially when what i do know is so... controversial... to begin with.
Anyway, I will begin with God beginning the day by patting Himself on the back, with that Alfred J. Quack TV intro, with the lines, "ten to one you'll never guess the way the story ends"
Wonder if it is on YouTube. As I said, I ... like .. facts
No, not the Spanish one, is there none in Motherfucking ENGLISH?
Ok, I am flopping today, big time, so it MUST be the 'cheeky mate' from Greenpatch hill, Blinky Bill... .I hope. This is rather embarrassing
Well, I was right, at least here, and now.You can hear it somewhere in that intro.
anyway, today, I came down, and went to the library after seeing them people pull their stunts, right, and then I went to see what would happen.And God was conspicuously silent along the way.I had not even greeted vinnie and had him tell me he had not displayed his wife's jewellery, which has been left to ME to sell because I am considered honest, and the other two, vinnie and abisha, tend to have deep pockets that are dificult to... anyway, you get the drift. So, I was kneeling and phonicating-lee gave me his phone when I was coming back, so I was listening to some capleton fyah ho ho ho ho!...eh, I think I will put it down here as well Ah, fuck, I have forgotten what riddim it was, so I will skip it for now, and well, it talks about, among other things, a leopard not changing its spots, and the burning of all faggots, and it resonated with me, OK, and I was kneeling with the jewellery, with my back to the jew's car from the gallery, and wondering what them upstairs were... hollering? Ah fuck, if you can rhyme better then .. SUE ... me.
Obviously, I am in a good mood, otherwise people would be dead by now, so my knockout is quite a good one, because... ah fuck, go with the suspense, the .... drama.. for a bit while I try to compose myself for a bit
So, I am kneeling and the next thing I know, the... pastor is by my side, hand extended in greeting. Vinnie had to see, not one guy, but two guys, about some... grass. Not weed, but, yes, weed, but the green weed.Ah, I mean, the weed you do not smoke, but the kind you sit on when smoking. The lawn. There was a clash, not of weeds, but of ... ah fuck, this is too much, so i will let it ... sit... slide... anyway, vinnie was not there, OK? Reminds me of something I read in the Reader's Digest, about a guy who was writing a letter where he went " I like
guess maybe that THIS was more obvious to everyone else but me. I reasoned it through, and felt that I could not feel anything for anyone, which was NOT strictly... true.
And I suppose that I can ... understand her retaliation with foursome, I mean who really wants to SHARE someone?; the flowers and stuff, because I sort of deserved that, and as for threatening her ... people... I suppose that was also uncalled for, even her child, i suppose, but I also HOPE she does not entertain thoughts of me being saddled with a kid, OK? I really love this apple chick, OK, and it came out as i thawed out and started to talk to the pastor, and it got to me saying that there was a -apparently it is not pronounced 'kasm', but CHARzim- chasm between me and God, and He was apparently cool with it and I was cool with it because i did not WANT Him,but I had no idea where I was at as far as my own... desires went.And then it hit me, and all of a sudden I just wanted to ... hide.I mean, here I am talking of the missing link in my life, and all the time i was NOT accepting that my seemingly irrational behaviour was hiding a very pointedly rational conclusion, that I would be very pleased to have this woman in my life, OK, so maybe I am not quite sure about the 'boss' aspect, but how about complementary roles. I get to-eh, this IS unavoidable, because, see, madiba is DEAD, and on the train they are already talking of sending foreigners back so, i HAVE to eliminate them fools, and so, I will just lightly skim over the coloureds, like, instead of leaving them like a hundredth of what they currently are, I would go maybe a ... tenth... or some such thing, so, heck, I HAVE to go anyway, but I am not interested in killing white people anymore. No. I suppose they can live their lives, after what happened today, which I was worrying about, which I will just have to state, and leave as is, and anyone can draw their own conclusions, but heck, what i KNOW is that someday I will be out there where i have no need of a "Voice" to protect me from enemies, and so, I will need arguably the ONE person I can not do without, if she can get used to a clinging sort of guy who sort of wants to... cling, and who hates to let her out of his sight. There is a song by a Zim guy to that effect, but with YouTube so unreliable, I suppose I just have to wonder whether I will get it. I will see.
Guy is jealous, see, and he is saying, his jealousy has made him lose all his fat, because the one he chose, if she just goes around the corner, he is left chilled, and if she just stands up, he is already ... gamose? gaamoose? You get the drift, here, I just hope the video shows what I mean
So, I was speaking with the pastor, and vinnie came back from the grass issue, with his wife, and when I turned, I found out that the pastor's wife was right THERE, behind me, and she must have witnessed my behaviour to her husband, and I was like, Oh, fuck, here I go again. I was among civilised people, though, and they do not have my unruly anti-social behaviour, and after the ordeal, I was further surprised to find that mike had parked his bike, eh, in a place that left me thinking he was saying, "dickless fool", and the funny thing was that i had not even SEEN him park, nor heard him. Must have been all that 'fyah ho ho ho ho!' in my ears, or maybe I just love the sound of my own voice when I have an audience? nuh, not really. I wonder what to talk about at times, and prefer to just be alone, silent, and ... morose.which is why it is something I ... long for... so much that i just leave this place, the sooner the better. Like, maybe, eh, NOW.
meaning I get to kill off people, and all those necessary murders, and I just depart, OK?
Nothing personal, to those who are going to hell eternally, it is just that you are...fuck, I do not care, OK, I just do not care, I HAVE to go, and well, no one, even those with the most liberal minds will be willing to step aside and LET me, so i hope there is no more sentimental bullshit here about co-existence, because I can NOT fit in. I have to TAKE what I want, and frankly, I am quite easy with that. It does not bother me that millions will die because of me, because well, from where I stand, YOU ALL are in the wrong, as I intend to show you, OK? So stuff that rubbish about me living happily among you. I AM in a bad place, and it is past time that I get myself OUT of it, and then afterwards you will get to see just what I mean, OK? And unfortunately for you, the truth will ... NOT set you free, it will... SMITE you. Big time. So, as far as my right to kill is concerned, there is no second course. Consider me... merciful that i do not wipe out everything in my path, and if any of you have ANY brains at all, do me a favour and anytime you feel like giving me advice about what to do- stuff it! I WILL kill the next person who tries to draw close to me with that in mind. Personally. You have been warned!
Anyway, I ran away to vinnie's house, and I came back later to find the asshole STILL parked there. I went to investigate, and for the first time ever I had to actually THINK so that i did not go up the stairs to see who and what was there. The gallery woman had her car parked at the entrance, and I had seen her drive and put it there as I sat with the pastor and snorted. Ah, I mean I snorted, not that me and him were snorting something... OK, humour is really NOT appropriate here, because a few hours ago, everything was going rather... black. And then it now is not. I am not used to sudden changes, I tend to become excessively... extreme sometimes.
Ok,if I revert to my normal depressed state, I could say that she would reject me and I would be free to kill him, which would... amuse... me, but I am not sure that there would be anything but ashes in my heart afterwards. So, I suppose I would leave him alive, maybe. On condition of ... good behaviour. Fuck, I do not care about him, so if he fades into the background i will not have to remember anything, and I will let it go, OK? How much more lenient can I be, after all the insults he heaped on me?
because the reason I decided to let him off the hook was that, after I had pulled my hair and decided I was interested in that chick, and her alone, I decided to drink some juice, and afterwards, as i talked to vinnie's wife, she drove past. The CR-V, I had noted, was NOT parked anywhere I had seen when i went up and down. I had, before all this, been thinking of everything that had struck me and I knew that I had been a fool, and when she was in her car, I stared at her because she was stuck in traffic, and she was self consciously tugging at her hair, and I was like... stunned, OK. I went and literally lay down, and just wished I could take back some of the words I had said.
Hope this song up there IS the right one.
yep, it is.
then the asshole walked back down, and passed me as i was speaking with vinnie, and he had his helmet, and his motto guzzi was parked right THERE, within leaping distance, and then the coloured lady, his girlfriend? came out and they stood there speaking, and I was already walking towards him, (and even then I was sure that merely walking PAST him was not even going to be an option. In case you do not know, whenever there is a confrontation looming, of even disasterous proportions, i do not even THINK of backing down, and will force the issue sometimes because i am all about pushing limits, which means if anyone sets limits for me, I will go beyond them. Best thing to do, I suppose, if, unlike me, one cares for one's life, is just bow down, and I will then reconsider. NEVER ever confront me. because then you die. I had said i was NOT going to kill white people, but I will have to waive that when it comes to the smart chick, her friend, and the smart chick's mother, and brother, and the father. Let me say i hate being ... bothered. And i actually hate you people, because you have NO respect for MY personal space. So, fuck, you die. Now, what will you do about THAT!) and then they cut short their conversation and then he drove off as I walked on, and got on the train, and came here, figuring out on the way that I had just been given my ... kudos... back. So, I am not really unhappy. Not really. I could be happier, but well, I do not believe in wishful thinking. I believe in what I can see, feel, touch, and measure. I do not BELIEVE in God, for example. He is a fact. I am NOT a person who has faith.
Ah, fuck! I will listen to some 'fyah ho ho ho ho!'
and I will STILL kill jamaicans. Ah, maybe I will come up with a reason, but who cares. I mean, i will spare the chinks, and even the christians that i had said would die, but, hell, i am done being a publicly exposed person. I want OUT. Like NOW!
catch the fire
yo co' the youth them are look
catch the fire
yo co' the food have fir cook
catch the fire
yo let dem make dem soup...
fire where we burn have fir burn a lot
fire ... Oh this is nonsense, who can actually listen to THIS nonsense. I suppose I have to just give up dancehall music and spare the fools lives!
So be it.
yo co' the youth them are look
catch the fire
yo co' the food have fir cook
catch the fire
yo let dem make dem soup...
fire where we burn have fir burn a lot
fire ... Oh this is nonsense, who can actually listen to THIS nonsense. I suppose I have to just give up dancehall music and spare the fools lives!
So be it.
