So, I am gloomy enough as it is that NOW that I have decided that I am taking over the entire planet, God lets me know that if I want to enjoy the proceeds of my labour I will NOT be able to lay hands on people, or rather, I will not be able to manually STRANGLE people as I long to, and I am like, well, while We are finding ways round that, them fools are STILL violating my personal space, and I can NOT do anything to them?
Fuck this!
So, He comes with a soapie type of message, same kind as when He told me , that day I walked into that slut of a breast-less blond brainless bitch kissing that guy, that I am not alone, He is with me, and I am like, well, great, that means I am about to have a really, really bad day, where my hands are tied and I have to endure bullshit because on one hand God thinks that the prize, this earth, is worth ignoring the taunts, while on the other hand, He makes it impossible for me to actually give vent to my emotions, because He is so one-sided that He decided He was going to make me into this ... being... and all I have been doing has been playing catch-up all along.
If I were to look at it objectively, I wonder how people can miss the signs, like, everything is right there, like in plain sight, like God NEVER, ever changed His mind about how He wanted the earth settled... but them fools think that they actually have a say in what will actually happen in the future.
I mean, all this has been directed, and i have been taking the path of least resistance to me, and have decided that, all things considered, well, everyone has to die, and get out of my way.
And the ONE sticking point is this, that after all these months dreaming of nothing but pulling out blond hair, taking cigarette butts and making sure that the gallery woman gets singed all-over by those same things, and really cutting down people like mike to size and breaking every bone in his body, and also taking that guy she was kissing and mauling him and then sending them all in pieces to hell, I can NOT do as I please.
Yeah, according to Him
"Not everything you want in life is everything you really need", a line from shaggy's keeping it real, and I am saying to myself, so, they just ... DIE?
Like that?
Without me being very very violent about it, and making my mark on them?
Fuck that.
I will ignore that, I say, and focus on making sure that I make them pay, hell, like totally.
That all lasted till I came down the mountain, and after aimlessly wandering, I was about to hit the road and come to the library when the same "you-can-not-do-without-me" slut decided she was going to show up, in her SLK, and she was going turning to park in that place at the haven shelter, and I knew that she had planned it so that I would have to somehow see all of her, or something, and I felt such deep, undisguisable disgust at the brainless sluttish person that seems to think God is fighting in her corner and so she can raise the banner to protect people like mike and her ... brother... and her family, and so, I MUST do as she wants if i want something from her, and i asked myself, and God, just WHAT the fuck I was doing letting them assholes and bitches live.
Sounds plaintive to moan that I did not ask for this, but hell, I did NOT. God gave me life, and He denied that ... right to anyone else... and so, if that seems unfair, well, tough, but hell, I could really, really use a few moments where I am as unreasonably violent as i want to be, and not worry about the future...!
Hell, I decide who lives or dies, and last night, I had the number of people that I will leave in ... south africa... alive while i head out to see my mom and make sure that while I keep her up to date about what is going to be going on, I also keep the wolves at bay. She IS after all, my mother, and while there is NO place for me and her on the same planet, my life springs from her, and so she happens to be the most important person to me, and her safety is of paramount concern as far as i am concerned-though I will, of course, have to kill her- and so, I am dead set on going home, soon as God does something totally unexpected here and gives me some kind of heads-up so I can actually GO, and start at home and then make my way to the US.
Oh, by the way, aside from the kalk bay residents, most of whom are at the same ... place... there are a few only that will make the grade, and in total, the number is about 15. The rest, well, I can not stand you all violating my personal space, so, you can hate me and whatever, but hell, you are so dead!
try your shenanigans and so-forth, you will STILL rot in hell, and you will be burning and burning long after I have gotten over the fact that I had to eat humble pie while you walked all over me.
Fuck, when I tell you that you have me confused with someone who gives a fuck, you do not listen, so let time show, shall it not!
Fuck this!
So, He comes with a soapie type of message, same kind as when He told me , that day I walked into that slut of a breast-less blond brainless bitch kissing that guy, that I am not alone, He is with me, and I am like, well, great, that means I am about to have a really, really bad day, where my hands are tied and I have to endure bullshit because on one hand God thinks that the prize, this earth, is worth ignoring the taunts, while on the other hand, He makes it impossible for me to actually give vent to my emotions, because He is so one-sided that He decided He was going to make me into this ... being... and all I have been doing has been playing catch-up all along.
If I were to look at it objectively, I wonder how people can miss the signs, like, everything is right there, like in plain sight, like God NEVER, ever changed His mind about how He wanted the earth settled... but them fools think that they actually have a say in what will actually happen in the future.
I mean, all this has been directed, and i have been taking the path of least resistance to me, and have decided that, all things considered, well, everyone has to die, and get out of my way.
And the ONE sticking point is this, that after all these months dreaming of nothing but pulling out blond hair, taking cigarette butts and making sure that the gallery woman gets singed all-over by those same things, and really cutting down people like mike to size and breaking every bone in his body, and also taking that guy she was kissing and mauling him and then sending them all in pieces to hell, I can NOT do as I please.
Yeah, according to Him
"Not everything you want in life is everything you really need", a line from shaggy's keeping it real, and I am saying to myself, so, they just ... DIE?
Like that?
Without me being very very violent about it, and making my mark on them?
Fuck that.
I will ignore that, I say, and focus on making sure that I make them pay, hell, like totally.
That all lasted till I came down the mountain, and after aimlessly wandering, I was about to hit the road and come to the library when the same "you-can-not-do-without-me" slut decided she was going to show up, in her SLK, and she was going turning to park in that place at the haven shelter, and I knew that she had planned it so that I would have to somehow see all of her, or something, and I felt such deep, undisguisable disgust at the brainless sluttish person that seems to think God is fighting in her corner and so she can raise the banner to protect people like mike and her ... brother... and her family, and so, I MUST do as she wants if i want something from her, and i asked myself, and God, just WHAT the fuck I was doing letting them assholes and bitches live.
Sounds plaintive to moan that I did not ask for this, but hell, I did NOT. God gave me life, and He denied that ... right to anyone else... and so, if that seems unfair, well, tough, but hell, I could really, really use a few moments where I am as unreasonably violent as i want to be, and not worry about the future...!
Hell, I decide who lives or dies, and last night, I had the number of people that I will leave in ... south africa... alive while i head out to see my mom and make sure that while I keep her up to date about what is going to be going on, I also keep the wolves at bay. She IS after all, my mother, and while there is NO place for me and her on the same planet, my life springs from her, and so she happens to be the most important person to me, and her safety is of paramount concern as far as i am concerned-though I will, of course, have to kill her- and so, I am dead set on going home, soon as God does something totally unexpected here and gives me some kind of heads-up so I can actually GO, and start at home and then make my way to the US.
Oh, by the way, aside from the kalk bay residents, most of whom are at the same ... place... there are a few only that will make the grade, and in total, the number is about 15. The rest, well, I can not stand you all violating my personal space, so, you can hate me and whatever, but hell, you are so dead!
try your shenanigans and so-forth, you will STILL rot in hell, and you will be burning and burning long after I have gotten over the fact that I had to eat humble pie while you walked all over me.
