He always has a reason for doing as He does, although at this point, KNOWING the reason, I am STILL glum, because all this, to me has been a wasted effort.
Well, it does not help that i recollected something I had read in a book -obviously- in ventersburg, a woman author and all that, N is for Noose being the name of the book, and I read it partly, not because it was boring, but because I had finished another book, and then was looking for something else to read, and came upon a section with the author of G is for Gumshoe, one Sue Grafton, which book I had read and quite enjoyed, but I could not finish this one because someone must have borrowed it after I left, I did not see it again.
The main character, a woman detective, was being stalked while driving by a guy in a ski mask. Not IN a ski mask, but in a truck, obviously ( I really MUST stop this, but I can not. Its the equivalent of ... fun for me) and she said something to the effct that the reason why most women are victims is that they just can not believe that the person menacing them is actually ... SERIOUS. So they wait, and wait, and wait too long, and then pay the price, are mugged or raped or whatever.
Just for the record, I do not think the author is blonde. I do not have a thing against blondes, well some of the most attractive women I have ever seen are blonde, I mean, I am head over heels over a blonde, but hell, there must be something behind the jokes and all that, ha?
Let me check that blonde thing.
she is BLONDE!
So maybe she knows what she is talking about, being an endangered species amongst ... humans, ha ha
The main character, a woman detective, was being stalked while driving by a guy in a ski mask. Not IN a ski mask, but in a truck, obviously ( I really MUST stop this, but I can not. Its the equivalent of ... fun for me) and she said something to the effct that the reason why most women are victims is that they just can not believe that the person menacing them is actually ... SERIOUS. So they wait, and wait, and wait too long, and then pay the price, are mugged or raped or whatever.
Just for the record, I do not think the author is blonde. I do not have a thing against blondes, well some of the most attractive women I have ever seen are blonde, I mean, I am head over heels over a blonde, but hell, there must be something behind the jokes and all that, ha?
Let me check that blonde thing.
she is BLONDE!
So maybe she knows what she is talking about, being an endangered species amongst ... humans, ha ha
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I turn into the Incredible Sulk, and give God so many pieces of my mind that i wonder I have any left. I am furious, I tell you. Fuck, stop this, let me kill them, You Asshole, why the fuck must You incapacitate me like this?
Of course, honestly, I love the woman. But hell, I am not interested in the rubbish that is coming with her, the fact that I would, if I was speaking, have turned purple- Oh, I am black, so i would have turned black, of course- and still no one pays attention. So, I asked Him pointedly, why the fuck He was doing this to me. I was losing ALL my street cred here, I was becoming like some cretin. Like, like obert! Chasing after white women and calling them his when that is not even a fact except in his twisted mind!
Of course, honestly, I love the woman. But hell, I am not interested in the rubbish that is coming with her, the fact that I would, if I was speaking, have turned purple- Oh, I am black, so i would have turned black, of course- and still no one pays attention. So, I asked Him pointedly, why the fuck He was doing this to me. I was losing ALL my street cred here, I was becoming like some cretin. Like, like obert! Chasing after white women and calling them his when that is not even a fact except in his twisted mind!
then try fir copy-cat it
but we are topper top it
them nuh love fir see we clock it
they love fir see we chop it
Just turn on the treble and the bass
but we are topper top it
them nuh love fir see we clock it
they love fir see we chop it
Just turn on the treble and the bass
make it play
friday non-stop from a night till a day
and no matter what the hypocrite ofrthe critic them are say
reggae music them here fir stay
and no matter what the hypocrite ofrthe critic them are say
reggae music them here fir stay
Me want fir hear you shout shout
from you love the lyrics coming out me mouth mouth
no doubt at all we got the street respect
and you know [me] never counterfeit yet
vibes where you get
from you love the lyrics coming out me mouth mouth
no doubt at all we got the street respect
and you know [me] never counterfeit yet
vibes where you get
So, He answered with the lyrics from this ridiculous song, and it took me a while to get it, because i thought He meant ... ME ... at first, but when I remembered the first time I saw her ass ( I never mentioned this part) and what I DID write about that day, and figured what I really am, I was like, HMMM, OK, let us give it a try, and I decided to pull out all the stops, just so that no one will ever say I hid things.
Fuck is the song on YouTube?
No, but this one will sort of do. My mom's mother, my grandmother- wonder why they are called GRAND, they are usually shrivelled and if anything, diminished- had this LP from a guy by the name of engelbert humperdinck ( man, what a name, what did his friends call him? Ange? Oh, I really MUST stop this bullshit), (not not FROM him, but from some white people she worked for, you know, black people, we are cursed with being second class citizens, good only to wipe after they have used the toilets, i wonder if any is taken seriously, as a person. Kinda makes me think that this is basically what is happening with me, and it is very annoying to be treated like an idiot...!) and he had a song, or his group had a song that had the title "What noise annoys an oyster", and well, that was also a line in the song, and that is what God quoted me.
Now, for a pearl to be formed, a grain of dirt or sand has to enter into an oyster and everytime it is irritated by a noise, it secrets some goo ( Hell, I FORGOT what it is called, OK?) on the seed and the more annoyed it is, the more of a pearl is formed, OK?
That is where the blog title comes from. Blows that Wound Cleanse Away Evil, although I wonder if anything has penetrated into her mind, or if this is just a joke, something to wish away? Like, it will never really happen. How can it, we are all good people here.
jesus h. christ!!!!
Now about her ass.She had a white top, a black jersey and the top was showing under the jersey, way down below her waist, right, and she had a pair of black jeans, and those almost knee length boots, and the thing was, I was standing or sitting with sydney, way back when before we had our row ( I am like that with everyone, even I am used to it, people piss me off no end!) and that was where these chairs are placed outside the olympia cafe, and so,she had stuck a pair of scissors into the back of her jeans pocket, and so lifted the white shirt or top to show her ass, and I suppose I saw her as something more than just a woman who walked around. I was, well, reacting physically. But without actually thinking anything could come out of it. Now, it was last year, I think, and it was winter and that morning I had been woken up, in the drizzling rain, by a word, "today, if you hear my voice, harden not your heart...", and i wrote about that, because I met... the then squid chick, yes? The inkfish chick. And you remember what God further said when i went "?!".
"Sottish children" Pigs, that do not choose right from wrong.( A child, someone you "bear", and the woman happens to be the ONLY person I have found I can stand, or well, it used to be that way. Right now I feel like getting one of those violin wires and playing my own song on her neck, garrote style. Woman pisses me off I mean, I SAY things straight and she takes it like I have NO idea what I am talking about, and makes a fool of me, fuck it!)
And I saw her, right, as she walked out of the upstairs offices and walked presumably towards the olympia bakery, BECAUSE the inkfish girl was coming my way, to espy me and she was... doing what she normally did, staking her territory.
Now, God had said that these people, their fathers tested Him even THOUGH they had SEEN the things He did, these ten times, and so, He had sworn in His wrath that they would not enter His rest.
So, I guess this is clear, lucid.
I mean, hey, if anyone can point to all the things I am capable of that make even many people cower and stay out of my way, or drive past so tense they look like they are performing a military drill, well, then I can honestly qualify to say, "Hey, give me what is due to me, or, like I always SAY, I will KILL you!" I guess this is the LAST time I will waste my time where she is concerned, because i am NOT, well, joking about MY Terms and Conditions. I am not interested in using you or harming you, but this is MY world, and things happen MY way, and no other. And happen they will. So, well, now you know why I was restrained, and hell, I KNOW, so, now, lets you and me piss each other off again.
And you shall see just Who you are trying to dress up in booties.
Ndoita mugarandega
[ I will become a stay-alone]
[ I will become a stay-alone]
I honestly think that I am going to KILL her, and live alone. I mean, hell, I saw what was almost happening today, and decided to ignore the fatuous women, because i think this is a symptom like what i read in another book, where this army general was looking at this spanish lady and going, i want someone who speaks english and she was answering, in english, that she spoke it perfectly, but he could not get over her looks, so he kept on insisting he wanted someone that spoke english... !
I say the same thing over and over again, and yet, it appears that all they see is a black man, the type to be told to move on if the rich white people do not like their looks, potential criminals, people to be seen and not heard. These stupid women were trying to attract my attention. And I ask myself why... me? I mean, God could have just let me be and not bothered me, now I am in this... BULLSHIT!
And everything that I have said, I have experienced. From this woman.
And her kind.
Even manufactured 'crimes'
And I wonder if I am some kind of sucker for punishment, here. But, I blame God, because He is not letting me respond the way I want to, long to. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.
Say me nuh happy about the work done
bury up the coffin till we are done
you better watch this war that you begun...!
Where the fuck is the song?
tell me are who dem?
so we no friend them
so we no friend them
ghetto youth nuh friend them
tell me are who dem
who sent them?
tell me are who dem
who sent them?
Who shot the lickle youth?
somebody better talk before we start
this here dispute
who shot the ghetto youth
me want know if its a elder
or a brand new recruit
who shot the lickle youth?
who shot the lickle youth?
me want know if a crossfire
or a fight full bloom
who shot the ghetto youth
somebody better
who shot the ghetto youth
somebody better
somebody better...
see there no humour about the work done
tell me how this riot are go done
shoot the lickle youth and him never have no gun
innocent picinniny from school him are come
so we want a thorough investigation
bury up the coffin till we are done
no fire you then you and you are wrong
so we have one question
see there no humour about the work done
tell me how this riot are go done
shoot the lickle youth and him never have no gun
innocent picinniny from school him are come
so we want a thorough investigation
bury up the coffin till we are done
no fire you then you and you are wrong
so we have one question
I mean, fuck, I am the old fashioned type of person, and this time i re-iterate what i said earlier; I FEAR nothing and hope for nothing, and so, I will do to my enemies, those who ranged themselves, at any time, against me, what they deserve, and hell, show NO MERCY.
Guess the term God of War is... very APT.
I am bred for war, I live to make sure i make as many people as uncomfortable as possible, and I HATE everyone with a passion that I can not ever fully disguise, which is why I have a falling out, on purpose, with many people. Given a choice between peace and war, I would choose to clench my fists and snap my knuckles, and go for war. It is in My Blood. I am irreversibly linked with... death, not LIFE, so never hope for ... GOOD where I am concerned. It is weeping only, and NO let up! Yeah-ss. Finally, you shall see it NOW. I fear NOTHING! Come, lets try it OUT what do you say?
I am bred for war, I live to make sure i make as many people as uncomfortable as possible, and I HATE everyone with a passion that I can not ever fully disguise, which is why I have a falling out, on purpose, with many people. Given a choice between peace and war, I would choose to clench my fists and snap my knuckles, and go for war. It is in My Blood. I am irreversibly linked with... death, not LIFE, so never hope for ... GOOD where I am concerned. It is weeping only, and NO let up! Yeah-ss. Finally, you shall see it NOW. I fear NOTHING! Come, lets try it OUT what do you say?
we no take chat from baby coz
some boy have fir fear fir bad
gaza man born fir bad
real bad bad
kick kick kick kick kick kick them fir fun
none of them now ever see gaza down.
kick kick kick kick kick kick them fir fun
boy have fir see me gun run up and down
kick kick kick kick kick kick them fir fun
dont play with a diggity teach us honour
kick kick kick kick them fir fun
dis gaza man ...
kick kick kick kick kick kick them fir fun
boy have fir see me gun run up and down
kick kick kick kick kick kick them fir fun
dont play with a diggity teach us honour
kick kick kick kick them fir fun
dis gaza man ...
them know me bad
them know me bad
people
them know me bad
people
are ask why
me extra mad
