After all the efforts expended in trying to show me how wrong I am and all that, I expected a bit more of the same today, so that we could lay the matter to rest, people would die, and I would prepare to leave, but I waited the whole morning, and having all the patience of, well, me, I ended up having to just dump everything and walk away. The fools; this is what I call fucking inconsiderate, very inconsiderate.
I suppose I am going to have to call them out, you know, 'summon' them and then kill them?
I mean, I have been finding out that I really hate playing second fiddle to anyone, and well, after what I saw yesterday when I came back to kalk bay, I expected some kind of ... demonstration of how I should change my thinking. Thing is, I bought no food in wynberg, but instead decided to buy rice at the local shop near vinnie's house. But, because I am also, well stubborn, and I was hoping sydney was still thinking of going up the mountain to get firewood, and so we could walk up together, I decided to procrastinate a bit, and go buy some drink-o-pop at the tuck shop near the station. I was just pocketing the packets when mr yellow man showed up, from a swim, I suppose, in a swimsuit, with some guy. There is a shower right by the tuck shop, and as he turned the tap on, I was walking away, whistling the main bars of the song above, and I just kept on walking.But it started drizzling, and I went, 'nuh, too soon' and the funny thing is, its easy to start, not so easy to stop. I actually have to be calm for that to happen.
As I walked towards the 'offices', I saw that the people inside were dressed in some bright colours, there was one blonde lady with a red top, maybe ms short and dumpy, and someone that had some white outfit on. the rain was in my eyes, and, as I said, its not easy to stop it, but I made a sign, anyway, of tears running down my cheeks and sort of made a face, because i wanted them to know that the time for them to weep had arrived, and I walked on, and then up, alone, because sydney had decided he was not going up.
See that double window above and to the left of the sign for kalk bay modern on the upper floor? Yep, those are the offices that have caused me a lot of headaches in the past. She has her computer way on the other side of the room, but when she wants to make me aware of her, she is to be found sitting right by that window. I have discovered that my words mean nothing to her, because for some reason she knows better than I do. Fact that I am going to KILL everyone does not trouble her in the least, because she knows that will never happen, according to her. Or that I am actually serious about who dies first and all that, or why. These things do not seem to penetrate into her mind, because she is, by some divine commission that somehow escaped my notice, sent from heaven, to stop me from doing anything.
I blame myself a bit, there, because I am sure that the inference that there was a woman called michelle who replied to me after one insulting e-mail too many that the holy spirit had put her in my path to stop me in my tracks, and I laid it out as is, and she probably assumed that that was her role, when the simple truth was that she is the only woman I ever noticed, and found difficult to just toss away, because I found her so easy to read that I was more at peace where she was concerned than with anyone else, and I was wondering how to get through to her that if she did not change and stop thinking she was some modern day queen esther sent to save jews or more specifically, people like mike and that pretender, then I would kill her.And send her to hell.
But it seems we have had a conflict of interest, here, and I was hoping it would continue through to today, because some people have ideas that do not change so easy. But no, no gallery woman was visible today, and none of them assholes.Its really very annoying, and very inconsiderate.
Never we back down, never we stall, man stand firm like the Great China Wall.
I suppose I am going to have to call them out, you know, 'summon' them and then kill them?
As I walked towards the 'offices', I saw that the people inside were dressed in some bright colours, there was one blonde lady with a red top, maybe ms short and dumpy, and someone that had some white outfit on. the rain was in my eyes, and, as I said, its not easy to stop it, but I made a sign, anyway, of tears running down my cheeks and sort of made a face, because i wanted them to know that the time for them to weep had arrived, and I walked on, and then up, alone, because sydney had decided he was not going up.
I blame myself a bit, there, because I am sure that the inference that there was a woman called michelle who replied to me after one insulting e-mail too many that the holy spirit had put her in my path to stop me in my tracks, and I laid it out as is, and she probably assumed that that was her role, when the simple truth was that she is the only woman I ever noticed, and found difficult to just toss away, because I found her so easy to read that I was more at peace where she was concerned than with anyone else, and I was wondering how to get through to her that if she did not change and stop thinking she was some modern day queen esther sent to save jews or more specifically, people like mike and that pretender, then I would kill her.And send her to hell.
But it seems we have had a conflict of interest, here, and I was hoping it would continue through to today, because some people have ideas that do not change so easy. But no, no gallery woman was visible today, and none of them assholes.Its really very annoying, and very inconsiderate.
I think I will have to call them out, like the lip-less one called out the prince of troy.After all, everyone is so busy protecting their territory and all that, I may as well set out my boundaries right now, and show that there will be NO pacts of any kind, that no one will BURY these fools, because they will run away when they see the fury unleashed.
This is MY time!
This is MY time!
