I am not what you would call a sentimental person, hell, I have been quite graphic about how thinly veiled is my psychotic predisposition, but when I walked back to kalk bay, last evening, and not only saw the slk, but saw the apple chick herself, seated where I would have to see her, part of me, despite registering the fact that she still took my words like the proverbial duck and water, found that, while I would gleefully murder almost anyone else alive and not pause a bit about it, THIS woman was not so easy to get rid of.
The old problem resurfaces.
I went up the mountain, unhappy because I knew that people were not about to die there and then, and as I cooked my food, I laid it out plain to God:- I wondered if He was deliberately frustrating my plans, making a fool of me, or what. Then I asked Him, "Who the fuck is in charge here, You or Me?"
When I was greeted with the same ominous silence that meant that He supposed I already knew the answer, I said, bluntly, "This conversation goes nowhere till You fucking answer my fucking question?", and left it all to hang as was.
I was tossing and turning the whole night, and bile was rife in my throat, and I was ... upset, BIG time.
But, this morning, I had to reluctantly come down the mountain; my stomach demanded more replenishment than I had provided earlier in the night.
So, knowing that the ominous cloud cover would mean nothing because I was NOT in a killing mood, I sat down and started working at my now vacated spot at the park, and it was THEN that, like a burst of that instant shower that sometimes pours down on the place, God said, quite distinctly He could have been standing right next to me, "I will never again destroy the earth for the man's sake, for the imagination of man's heart is evil from his youth", and of course, the first impression was to think, fuck, I am screwed, NO ONE will die.
Then, despite my gloominess, even I could not fail to grasp what He was actually SAYING. The tactics remain the same, to shake me up with potentially unwelcome news, and FORCE me to think.
So, I decided to try to ... think things through. I carefully ignored everything I thought I knew, and started from scratch. God had come to the man, who was to Him 'the only one righteous in this generation' ( meaning he kept in mind where he came from and that affected his daily choices, more than the others around him. He was supposed to be a 'son of God' a firstborn son, and so, the mother would have 'given' him to God, and as such he was probably more aware of the idiocy of all that was going on, when a man's sperm left him NOT as the father because the woman/mother despised the man, the father so much she would rather say God slept with her!) and told him, without preamble, that He, even He, was about to wipe out the world, and that he should build an ark, and escape death, him and his wife and sons and their wives, and then, after the flood He said those words above and then that was it, with the promise that everything would remain the same as long as the earth remained, there would be seedtime, harvest, et.c, and all the seasons.
On the face of it, God is saying that He will not do anything bad to the earth. So, you should be safe, right?
So, why am I so gleeful?
Well, a while later, as I reached the same conclusions that you would have reached if you were honest, that I may as well find me some deep hole, and sink in it, because I was about to be made a laughingstock bigger than I ever imagined, He said something ELSE, reminding me of the first time when He spoke to me after we (We, WE?) ... MET.
In other words, the PRECONDITION that because the man had an evil imagination that he would forget where he came from and choose to just make do, and ignore his own senses, does NOT exist where I am concerned.
Fuck, I never actually just got interested in a woman for the sake of being interested, I never had a girlfriend because I never had time for that. They were to me to be used, and well, I have explained why they were to be used.
In short, I was never interested in any woman.
Except one.
And she is getting rather difficult to kill.
because all I see is that, one one hand she is 'fair', meaning that she is about as discriminating as the sot, the pig that God called her all that long ago. BUT there is something about HER , the person that makes me think, is she really THAT stupid that she does not use her own eyes to see what is going on around her, or is she really thinking that she is some kind of heroine, that she has the power to save ANYONE out of my hand?
Here is something else, the last prophecy ever uttered in the OT, way before the abomination that makes desolate came to earth, your jesus.
And I will send elijah the prophet (guy who was associated with fire, rain, I mean, fuck it!) and he will turn the hearts of the fathers to the children and the hearts of the fathers to the children OR I will come and smite the whole earth with a curse. Meaning God, Who promised never to curse the whole earth again for the man's sake, was actually considering DOING so, if fathers did not look at why the really had kids, and kids did not come to terms with the fact that they existed, but not because of love. If he did not teach them.
And I am NOT interested in teaching anyone anything.
I mean, I do not like anyone anyway, and your welfare is about as much of my concern as a mosquito's continued existence would be to anyone who really cares about his skin.
The POINT being that, well, lets say that where I am concerned, God and I, we are indistinguishable. There is something fuses us into one entity that even I can not blame God much for things not happening, because I would not want them to happen, to begin with. I think I am the only person to completely WALK with God.So, rules do NOT apply to me.
Which leaves the puzzle I am facing here, what to do about this woman. It is not as if, I mean, there is anything that is going to stop me from accomplishing what I intend to, and that, cheryl rumbak, from the gallery, includes killing you first.
Well, lets just say that I am, to you, in every practical sense of the word, the AlMighty, because what I think, what I see, is what gets acted upon. I can neither say that God is not in charge nor that He overrules me, because well, unless it is about my life, my body, and my thoughts about Him in MY life, there is absolutely NOTHING that I do or want that He is against.
The old problem resurfaces.
I went up the mountain, unhappy because I knew that people were not about to die there and then, and as I cooked my food, I laid it out plain to God:- I wondered if He was deliberately frustrating my plans, making a fool of me, or what. Then I asked Him, "Who the fuck is in charge here, You or Me?"
When I was greeted with the same ominous silence that meant that He supposed I already knew the answer, I said, bluntly, "This conversation goes nowhere till You fucking answer my fucking question?", and left it all to hang as was.
I was tossing and turning the whole night, and bile was rife in my throat, and I was ... upset, BIG time.
But, this morning, I had to reluctantly come down the mountain; my stomach demanded more replenishment than I had provided earlier in the night.
So, knowing that the ominous cloud cover would mean nothing because I was NOT in a killing mood, I sat down and started working at my now vacated spot at the park, and it was THEN that, like a burst of that instant shower that sometimes pours down on the place, God said, quite distinctly He could have been standing right next to me, "I will never again destroy the earth for the man's sake, for the imagination of man's heart is evil from his youth", and of course, the first impression was to think, fuck, I am screwed, NO ONE will die.
Then, despite my gloominess, even I could not fail to grasp what He was actually SAYING. The tactics remain the same, to shake me up with potentially unwelcome news, and FORCE me to think.
every day you get up
living like a bum...
get up brush up
take yourself out of the slum
and go find a trade
make something come...
On the face of it, God is saying that He will not do anything bad to the earth. So, you should be safe, right?
So, why am I so gleeful?
Well, a while later, as I reached the same conclusions that you would have reached if you were honest, that I may as well find me some deep hole, and sink in it, because I was about to be made a laughingstock bigger than I ever imagined, He said something ELSE, reminding me of the first time when He spoke to me after we (We, WE?) ... MET.
What tangled webs we weave when first we learn to deceive.
God, telling me to NOT follow the crowd but rely on my own eyes and mind, because what I had seen, that this girl that everyone was running after was 'fair' open for anyone, and that frankly, she did not give a rat's ass about me, but had dismissed me till she had opened one of my books;- that was also an indication that, since He is not one to waste His time with people who will not pay attention He considered that there was something in me that was not the usual run of the mill ... man.Who has 'evil imagination in his heart from his youth'Fuck, I never actually just got interested in a woman for the sake of being interested, I never had a girlfriend because I never had time for that. They were to me to be used, and well, I have explained why they were to be used.
In short, I was never interested in any woman.
Except one.
And she is getting rather difficult to kill.
because all I see is that, one one hand she is 'fair', meaning that she is about as discriminating as the sot, the pig that God called her all that long ago. BUT there is something about HER , the person that makes me think, is she really THAT stupid that she does not use her own eyes to see what is going on around her, or is she really thinking that she is some kind of heroine, that she has the power to save ANYONE out of my hand?
Here is something else, the last prophecy ever uttered in the OT, way before the abomination that makes desolate came to earth, your jesus.
And I will send elijah the prophet (guy who was associated with fire, rain, I mean, fuck it!) and he will turn the hearts of the fathers to the children and the hearts of the fathers to the children OR I will come and smite the whole earth with a curse. Meaning God, Who promised never to curse the whole earth again for the man's sake, was actually considering DOING so, if fathers did not look at why the really had kids, and kids did not come to terms with the fact that they existed, but not because of love. If he did not teach them.
And I am NOT interested in teaching anyone anything.
I mean, I do not like anyone anyway, and your welfare is about as much of my concern as a mosquito's continued existence would be to anyone who really cares about his skin.
The POINT being that, well, lets say that where I am concerned, God and I, we are indistinguishable. There is something fuses us into one entity that even I can not blame God much for things not happening, because I would not want them to happen, to begin with. I think I am the only person to completely WALK with God.So, rules do NOT apply to me.
Which leaves the puzzle I am facing here, what to do about this woman. It is not as if, I mean, there is anything that is going to stop me from accomplishing what I intend to, and that, cheryl rumbak, from the gallery, includes killing you first.
I just thought I had to say that. I know that the woman with that thing beneath her jaw that makes one think, toad, probably thinks that my engine has run out, but well, THIS engine run on a higher octane/ so/we are the ruffest/our style them are the tuffest... .
straight and the narrow road
that's where we be pon
because the road one
lead to destruction
coz we burn chichiman
burn sodomite
everybody bawl out
THATS right
from you know you carbon
then you can know one
different
from the original man
well [prince] is the almighty one...
