You forget two things, ONE that it is happening right before your eyes, and two, I am not in this for a popularity rating, I actually do not give a batshit about what anyone thinks, I am going to do as I please.
but, right now, it seems there are contentious factions, and so, I am going to systematically destroy any room for argument, before destroying you all, but in the order I stated first.
See, the thing is, I have had high standards all on my own, but used to think that everyone, even God, would make me swallow even rubbish just so that I could... live.
He started showing me, WHEN I was badmouthing Him, which, FYI, I do like breathing even now, that I was NOT just an ordinary person. And I was secretly amused when it was arranged to start this conversation in my hearing the day I got my haircut, about a guy who did not believe in God and who went to space for the hell of it.
Duh, going to space requires scientific know how, or dough to employ the people that can get the job done, and nowhere have I ever read that someone had to have an all-night prayer in order to get to space.
Which is why I am out to prove, once and for all, that the buck STOPS with me.
I mean, come on, I INTEND to kill you, ALL, and I am gathering myself for the plunge,if only you assholes would open your eyes and see the obvious, like the ... funny ...weather. This is NOT something that any living being, great or small, and certainly not some misguided fool with a hole between the legs, can change, because I do NOT listen to people, especially when they choose to argue right or wrong with me, like they hold some moral barometer which I must adhere to.
I intend to knock that fallacy right where it belongs, to the ground, and well, I know that you probably do not believe this, but if on the outside, when I am seen with people of my own kind, I appear a friendly person, well, deep down, I am actually quite ... cold, and you could say,heartless, remorseless and homicidal to the extreme.
Lets say that if I say I hate you, I am looking for a way to make you suffer, and by God I will make one, impossible as it may sound. MY one problem resolved itself a long time ago, because I recall more than once telling God that He would leave me to be ... instructed... by fools about life and all that when it was His fault that I was alive to begin with, and He was not giving me my freedom to do as I wished. Funny thing, the same One that said He had claimed me for Himself also seems to be 100% behind any crazy venture I take on,one because I do nothing because I want to be seen or known, but because I find that that is what works for me, and two, because I just can NOT stand compromise, which is why this bullshit that happened today just made me think, nuh, I am going to have to REALLY educate them fools about who the fuck rules the roost, whether it sinks into their tiny minds or not. BUT no one, when I am done will have the least bit of doubt that when I say I am the alpha and the omega, I mean just that.
Like that very wonderful timeI bared my heart only to find, with kenneth in attendance, the couple kissing, and then she, thinking me some drone, actually tried to cover up for the fool, and hung on to mike the night I came to kalk bay after I had failed to just ... leave.
I promised revenge, and revenge is what is going to be coming, full and unbridled. oh, YEAH-SSSS.
Anyway, there I was, thirsty, and I decided to fetch water in the toilet and then go by some drink-o-pop. Now the yellowman, he must have changed cars, mercs, because the plates of the car he got into were not the CA 496 ones that I knew before, but different, but what amazed me was that the fools, so confident that they had me cornered, would still, when they saw me walk by, pull down the shutters, like I was not supposed to figure out that if she was there, doing her, 'you can not live without me bit, like i am BOUND to the slut' he would not be somewhere in the vicinity. Anyway, I laughed to myself. Fools are about to get LESSON number One from Prince AlMighty, and that will include all things like they should never, ever underestimate someone who has in his mind a detailed plan on how to exterminate not just the entire human race but all LIFE on the planet.
What can I say, I basically HATE every living person, and the only person that made a mark on my life, well, I have dismissed her as a slut, and I do NOT take something that has been in someone else's arms.
The weird thing is, without me even trying, I find things that tally to some things I was ... told... about some people, which point should raise the question, if ANY of you were not too dumb to actually grasp it, of how come God would tell me about what people were thinking if that was meant to be used against me. But I realise that reason is not the strong forte of some people. I also realise what God meant, REALLY when I was like, the woman is dressed like a whore, and He said,"its a question of faith". It actually means that she thinks she is on a jewish version of a jihad, that she somehow has misplaced brains for 'faith' that she will prevail, so, anytime I distance myself from Him, according to them, they are free to move in because God would fight for them. Allah-U-Akbar.
Fucking idiots.
We shall see what success your holy war will have against me, because the stupid thing you do is assume that I have weaknesses for you to exploit.
I do not see it that way. I feel fine the way I am, and am happy with myself first time in 32 years. I am free of my mother, and do not have to accept any bullshit from anyone, because I have the right to smash any opposition, left right and centre, and what I want you to know is that I am GOING to smash everything you have thought to use to make me fall in line, and then, when there is NO place left to hide, when there is nothing but despair and the cold realisation that I am about to rend your lives piece by piece, when that adrenalin rush has worn off that makes you think, fuck, we will fight him, and you see that you are up against, as I have said before, someone with NO remorse, and with ALL the POWER in his hands, THEN and only THEN am I going to say that there is NO more argument, and kill you all.
But for now, I am sure you think there are lots of stones left unturned. Maybe like that dumb rumbak toad, you think all that is needed is a whiff of pussy to make me wet my pants and become a reformed person, and I wonder where you will unearth a woman that, at this juncture will do anything more than piss the daylights out of me because of that same presumption, but hell, please try. Only when you have thrown in the towel, when I can gloat and smirk as much as I want, will I kill you.
After all, this is jihad, right, anything goes.
Make my day.Some achmed would not go down bad right now.
So, POINT of contention number I was that I said I had all the POWER and did not need God. Despite the fact that it was fore-told in your own scriptures that "...A child is born, and the government will be up on his shoulders, and of the INCREASE of HIS government there will be no end... and he shall be called... AlMighty God..." and God did give me that silver spoon vision way back when which has the start of Isaiah 9 on it, "those who dwelt in darkness", meaning any fool could link the two and figure it out, well, I am not a prayerful person. I am practical. SO, why not just ... watch... as I start unleashing what you do not believe God would invest in such an insignificant being.
Point of Contention Number Two seems to be the sex bit. Having gone without sex for more than 2 and a half years now it appears that everyone thinks my hormones are on overload, that I need to find someone to lay BAD, or someone to masturbate over. Some crazy lunacy like that. I see the women LOVE that bit. I wish I had the flexibility of you all, that I could get so aroused and swoon over women like you all seem to want. It does not seem to get through that if I was interested in getting laid that much, I would have made plans for it.
I was actually, after the low point of my life when it ... seemed... someone cared, and I got a hug, thinking that someone out there could actually ... LOVE... me.
Turns out that what I thought was love was just another window-dressed opportunity to get me to stop being me. And it is fucking annoying that I want her to suffer for that. I want her to watch as her world crumbles, and then she is going to look me in the eye, as she finds out that everything about her is shuttered and I will then, like the conquering lord, wave my forefinger before her face, to show her that this should never have been done, that once you start to deceive, you weave tangled webs (my first lesson, her last!) and then as I turn away, the earth will open up to swallow her and she will join those she tried to get me to bow down to, in hell.
But of course, do not take my word for it. Or rather, take my word for it, because the difference with me is that my word; I back it up. To the hilt. And nothing will make me change from this.
see, the diff'ence wid me
is that when I do what I do
I do what I'm doing
I do what I'm doing
Ilike I'm doing it for TV
I have had so many sentimental bullshit traps thrown my way, like from when I mentioned that pink panther thing, and everytime I seemed to wonder from what these fools thought I should do, some fool would be told to play the tune, so I could be reminded of what I should be doing, when in effect the WHOLE thing was about me telling that chick that if she did not change I would make her suffer. Did I not mention that part? But no, I could not possibly destroy people's lives, could I, so I must be the one to change. ha ha.
Now, tell me again that I am supposed to live by some script that you fools pick for me.
Oh, jesus h. christ, let me laugh my laugh.Then kill you!
