I will read my earlier post again, before I go any further, but like that lieutenant in Bad Boys I am sure about what I wrote, 'because I was right here when I [wrote] it' .
The very last line, "stick to mike, or anyone for that matter, and you will give me my freedom. And I will be rid of you, permanently"
I know it is hard to grasp strange concepts, but, fuck it, that is why God invented speech, language, and He even took the time to write on stone, so that ideas, facts and such could be made open from one mind to the other.
I got my answer the first few minutes of getting to kalk bay. the hitherto missing slk was parked across the street, at the haven parking, as I got to the building, and of course, ms hopefully-now-that-she-has-offended-you-I-am-next-in-line red breeches just happened to walk past, and I was like, what part of you disgust me/ I take NO trash whatsoever/ I am NOT interested, no matter what you are high on does she not get. I laughed, but apparently, hope is eternal, because when I concentrated afterwards on my stomach, and because I was sure I also wanted to make you all know just HOW you were going to die, and when, I lost interest in everyone else, and just went into sleeper mode, and got myself eyefuls of the fools trying to make someone as cerebrally insane, psychotic as I am feel... pity.
It was a joke, a BIG laughing joke. I almost fell over laughing. Many timesI need a song here, This is how we do it is just NOT doing it!
Yes, I know, it is something you all struggle with, the fact that God, the Almighty, would be CRAZY enough to give a lunatic like me absolute control over everything, and so, of course, because it looks so impossible, you automatically brush it out, it can not happen, there must be a way out, right?Today you just showed me why everything I did was going down the drain, because to you, I was in the wrong; this could never be allowed, not by God. Yeah, He would give me power over the elements but no right to use that power. I would grumble that the woman is behaving like a slut and she would call all that water off a duck's back, because of course I needed to have anythign and everything to stop me from carrying on.For that, for not taking me as being worth any notice, and still messing about in my life like I was some kind of lackey, woman, I am going to make you pay, big time. I promised you what I will do, and you will watch.
NOTHING will stop this.
Because my words were like rubbish to you, now I will show you REAL trash as I trash up your world.
Words, words, words, useless, right? You are impressed by action. Now see me spring into action, and start to learn what weeping is. REAL weeping.
Oh, and by the way, you achieved nothing. I knew from the word go I was going to the US, and I TRIED, many times, to show you that what you are fighting, it is not some pipe dream. I showed you none of the visions I have had, but I chose one and hoped that you would get the message, that instead of behaving like a bitch, you ought to learn from what happened to that dog, and change while there was time, and yu turned a deaf ear to that, thinking that you were born to fly on the wings of mike and that pretender of yours. Now, WHO the fuck are these assholes to me. Irritants that YOU introduced to me, and because of THAT, you will watch them die, as you learn, too late for any good to come your way, WHO is the BOSS.
I am not interested in showing off, and I was patient, but, hell, I have a life to live, and having you derail it with your puffed up silliness is too much to tolerate.
Besides, a woman that does not look up to me, but looks down on me, is a waste of time to me. I prefer to say something once, and never again, because, truth to tell, if I had to say anything to your face that pissed me off more than once, the second time, I would have been snapping your head from your neck. As I said earlier, I have NO time for bitches.
bite the dust
instead of you making the fuss.
niggaz know better
because there aint no comparing us
because there aint no comparing us
mad at us
niggaz is never coz we fabulous
hit my people off with flow that be marvelous
Fuck, where is that number?hit my people off with flow that be marvelous
Now, people, I am preparing to roll out, and make you moan and groan. I have NO idea what ever illusion gave you the... illusion... that you could, any of you, change the way things are about to be. Prepare to go to hell, YEAHSSSS
Wanna see the beast become unstable and .... TRANSFORM?
Oh, it is a free view, maybe the last you will ever have anyway. Before heat overcomes reason
In the ordinary sense I am just a dinosaur, some anachronism, something to be laughed at, right, useless at anything and everything. then the real head pops out. Gee, what fun we are bout to have.
Funny that, the whole day I spent near that love seat where Icame upon the two kissing, and spoke to her the second time, and said to her, "thank you for showing me where I stand", and I am sure she was wondering whether that was in the script, because i am sure that she thought she had it all wrapped up, she was the second queen esther, only the first king was luckier than me, he had pussy to help him along, and he had all those numerous alternatives - and NO, I am NOT looking for any alternatives, my door is closed, thank you very much, I think the gallery woman also does not get it, because she apparently thinks I am supposed to have an achilles heel. Doesn't actually GET it that God promised, "to us a child is born (land of the gentiles, jesus was NOT born there, but the lord of the earth, in every sense, was born outside the 'holy land') and He shall be called ... AlMighty God, meaning that He becomes all powerful once He is rid of the umbilical cord, so this tomfoolery of hers WILL cost her, BIG, and I will be happy to make her pay- and anyway, I was sitting at that bench that the gallery woman's boyfriend provided for book reading, because of this photo/film shoot that made the park, which became desirable after I saw the 'boy' walk mournfully towards me, like i am supposed to give him a big sloppy kiss and tell him it will be ok. It wont, it just went BAD, VERY bad.
Anyway, when I finally came down, the mere fact that scary sharry's car was the first thing that greeted my eyes on turning towards where sydney was sitting made me well, feel like a horrible thing had crawled over my grave. Then there was the slk parked right up ahead. The BITCH never gives me credit for having principles. So, she dies. I have no quibble with that.
I will not walk in anyone's shoes. My feet are too big.
Oh, it is a free view, maybe the last you will ever have anyway. Before heat overcomes reason
In the ordinary sense I am just a dinosaur, some anachronism, something to be laughed at, right, useless at anything and everything. then the real head pops out. Gee, what fun we are bout to have.
Funny that, the whole day I spent near that love seat where Icame upon the two kissing, and spoke to her the second time, and said to her, "thank you for showing me where I stand", and I am sure she was wondering whether that was in the script, because i am sure that she thought she had it all wrapped up, she was the second queen esther, only the first king was luckier than me, he had pussy to help him along, and he had all those numerous alternatives - and NO, I am NOT looking for any alternatives, my door is closed, thank you very much, I think the gallery woman also does not get it, because she apparently thinks I am supposed to have an achilles heel. Doesn't actually GET it that God promised, "to us a child is born (land of the gentiles, jesus was NOT born there, but the lord of the earth, in every sense, was born outside the 'holy land') and He shall be called ... AlMighty God, meaning that He becomes all powerful once He is rid of the umbilical cord, so this tomfoolery of hers WILL cost her, BIG, and I will be happy to make her pay- and anyway, I was sitting at that bench that the gallery woman's boyfriend provided for book reading, because of this photo/film shoot that made the park, which became desirable after I saw the 'boy' walk mournfully towards me, like i am supposed to give him a big sloppy kiss and tell him it will be ok. It wont, it just went BAD, VERY bad.
Anyway, when I finally came down, the mere fact that scary sharry's car was the first thing that greeted my eyes on turning towards where sydney was sitting made me well, feel like a horrible thing had crawled over my grave. Then there was the slk parked right up ahead. The BITCH never gives me credit for having principles. So, she dies. I have no quibble with that.
I will not walk in anyone's shoes. My feet are too big.
