I always thought I was ... special Didnt know it was THIS kind of special. A person that can NOT directly disobey God, a person that takes Him literally, a being taken from the dead, to do one thing;- end life on earth.
No wonder He cultivated me so assiduously, and hell, He even tells me what to want.
Now, i find myself backtracking, going back to kalk bay, I mean, why fight it, I am going to be laughed at, I mean, they mocked me before, but NOW, they will do worse, I guess.
And all I can do is salute and take it, like the obedient little grunt that I am.
Just another grunt.
And I am stuck here, because I must solve the mystery of this woman, without whom I am... nothing. I will take my time getting there, no hurry, and then, I will what, show myself? And then I do not know what comes next, because I ... THINK... that if I get some kind of result other than the one I am told to expect, I am likely going to kill people.
I know all this sounds really farfetched, but the mav. is NOT designed to ... THINK for Himself. God thinks for me, I am just a hollow shell. I get hungry when I think I am hungry, I can not die unless I am trying to fight God, and I am at present NOT inclined to do so because I have a ... hope. That I would KNOW what ... love is? Just that. Otherwise I am ready to go on my way, a killer, with no remorse, doing everything efficiently and effectively. Killing to the max.
I have discovered an effective means of contact that makes me reconsider things, a look from a woman, ONE woman, and I am going from default homicidal to rather less gruesome.
Today, after starting with R120, I ended up with R4 and nothing else,I threw the book in a rubbish bin because I was walking around with a fried brain, unable to concentrate. Maps are easy for me, I can program them into my brain and orient myself easy, but today I got... lost, and realised i was trying too hard to be what I am not. So, I am going to stroll, very, very slowly to wynberg, and wait for morning to bring whatever my way, and then, I will go my way, because, technically, I do NOT need money to survive.
I am the lord of the earth, hardwired into its intrinsic circuitry, and the mav., well, he is a complete ONE-MAN army.
Able to literally wipe out the entire earth with absolutely NO aid. I mean, if the people will accept the status of Prisoners of War, i can let them live, till my war ends. Of course, it is a matter that is probably risible to them, but what can I say, this is the best deal I can offer. Otherwise, it is instant death. For all jews. I guess the point is, SHE matters to me that much, so, mother, all you guys, step aside, or I will KILL you all, and send you to eternal torment if you mess with the ONE thing I want for myself, I guess that is the thing I am trying to say. Others? well, You are quite dead, I guess. Rasta cunt? I hate you. Why dont you laugh at me, the failure, again?
No wonder He cultivated me so assiduously, and hell, He even tells me what to want.
Now, i find myself backtracking, going back to kalk bay, I mean, why fight it, I am going to be laughed at, I mean, they mocked me before, but NOW, they will do worse, I guess.
And all I can do is salute and take it, like the obedient little grunt that I am.
Just another grunt.
And I am stuck here, because I must solve the mystery of this woman, without whom I am... nothing. I will take my time getting there, no hurry, and then, I will what, show myself? And then I do not know what comes next, because I ... THINK... that if I get some kind of result other than the one I am told to expect, I am likely going to kill people.
I know all this sounds really farfetched, but the mav. is NOT designed to ... THINK for Himself. God thinks for me, I am just a hollow shell. I get hungry when I think I am hungry, I can not die unless I am trying to fight God, and I am at present NOT inclined to do so because I have a ... hope. That I would KNOW what ... love is? Just that. Otherwise I am ready to go on my way, a killer, with no remorse, doing everything efficiently and effectively. Killing to the max.
Today, after starting with R120, I ended up with R4 and nothing else,I threw the book in a rubbish bin because I was walking around with a fried brain, unable to concentrate. Maps are easy for me, I can program them into my brain and orient myself easy, but today I got... lost, and realised i was trying too hard to be what I am not. So, I am going to stroll, very, very slowly to wynberg, and wait for morning to bring whatever my way, and then, I will go my way, because, technically, I do NOT need money to survive.
Able to literally wipe out the entire earth with absolutely NO aid. I mean, if the people will accept the status of Prisoners of War, i can let them live, till my war ends. Of course, it is a matter that is probably risible to them, but what can I say, this is the best deal I can offer. Otherwise, it is instant death. For all jews. I guess the point is, SHE matters to me that much, so, mother, all you guys, step aside, or I will KILL you all, and send you to eternal torment if you mess with the ONE thing I want for myself, I guess that is the thing I am trying to say. Others? well, You are quite dead, I guess. Rasta cunt? I hate you. Why dont you laugh at me, the failure, again?
