Thursday, 23 October 2014

Goodie, Now For A Touch Of Class

I walk out of fish hoek library, and immediately I want to double up with laughter. I smell the air, there is heat, and I am like, hmmm, I so do like being interfered with, and true enough, time I get to kalk bay, most of the cloud has dissipated, and I am almost like, I REALLY should not have added that "the weather shows you are about to die" statement, but,then, as I said, I like to FLAUNT what I have, not sit on it.

So, since I am just a verbose kind of person who has absolutely NO standing at all among the worthy people of kalk bay, I have just decided to up the ante and show a touch of class, what sets me apart from the rest of you doomed fools.

I am so VERY aware of my opposition. Unlike any other being, I do not exist on hope, faith, belief or any such bullshit. I act on what I KNOW and i KNOW what I am, and yes, thank you very much, today I have become TERMINALLY angry, and so, you ARE about to die. 



I saw the blatant desperation in the actions, in broad daylight, of the spirit of God, because when I was told, "peace, be still", and was working on some pieces mwale wanted at the park, having been told by sydney that he had no wire, the 18 guage, because the south-wester was blowing (my kind of wind, the one with rain and my kind of cloud) and all the mountains from simonstown through to fish hoek were showing the steady progress of the clouds. Soon as they hit kalk bay, a contrary south-easter blew in, and I watched as the clouds were dissipated. Now, I was already in battle mode, but my God, I am glad for the idiot who had me put away on a false charge, because he can NOT help digging his own grave faster than undertakers possibly could. But, I will get to that.
I made a promise... to the woman that I am set to destroy EVERYONE she used to piss me off. The song above, I have played it before, and explained stuff. That stands. You do NOT piss me off and expect amnesty. I mean, where is the POINT in me being the AlMighty then, if I let offenses go unpunished?I said I was going to regret what I was about to write, earlier, and fuck, they certainly thought, ha, we now have him. Really, the fools MUST have me confused with some other guy.I have a... Father... and piss me off, well, you are pissing Him off as well, much as I do not like His method of operating. But that has been the rule of thumb that I have lived by even when I have cursed Him deeply. I KNOW that MY interests are what lie central to His heart. After all, my mother called me 'tungamirai', meaning, let God lead. Lead to what? What He wants, or what I want?  That should not be  trick question.


So, I walked into kalk bay, and I could make out the scary mobile just ahead of me, at that parking by the two kings, and ms short and dumpy's vw was by the entrance of the offices, and the slk was NOT there. YET. She must have checked the weather because as I sat at the park, she drove by, on her way to the offices. I must be mistaken, maybe, according to her, and so, what really I did not get was, if I am a ... fraud... why bother attracting MY attention? Why not just ignore me?

I even saw kenneth and stared at him from across the street as I went to sit at the park. Well, well, well, they do so easily grow ... BOLD, do they not?
Anyway, I was just deciding that it was about time I took on the idiots, even the spirit of God, and showed even him that he was not only outclassed, but whatever he thought he could harness, I could do MUCH more, when I went back to sydney. I had already had some guy who owed me money from way back when cash me, and mwale also did the same, so I knew I was not stranded, when, as i sat and talked to this other guy, not only do the duo of the boy and ms short and dumpy walk out and walk past me, but a few seconds later, on a scooter, the imp rides down. Frankly I could have said that that was it, but as I said, the idiot has a death wish, because I had walked down to tell mwale what I had done, but also that I had left the stuff in my jacket at the park and would go get it.
Time I get back, he is sitting with abisha and they are being handed down drinks by these white chicks. I walk over, get a drink also, and I turn around, and see the same scooter the imp was on. By the Blue Bottle entrance. He comes out, and I want you to notice this, he does not speak to me, but to abisha, telling him to get rid of this guy or he will speak to the council or whoever and they will then remove abisha and everyone from the area.
THAT , for certain did it. I laughed out loud. I just do so LOVE being put in a corner.
So, well, what can I say? I am NOW certifiably OVER the wall. I have become MAD, and the good thing is as I like it, there will be NO reversal of this. Oh, I am so going to kill you all.





babylon are ask 'prince' are what your temper
none of them can handle the judgement- a
me giddem 100% -a
the fire where are burn from epicentre
the whole are babylon army get run over
a prince almighty are him turn rambo-ya
them have fir give up
while them still live up
tell them the youth them cup full and it are run over...


The mistake you fools make, made, is in assuming that you can hound me out of places by harassing me or something like that. You really would just be opening the way for your own demises. I even tried hinting at it, what with the vision of that red haired cop and where I knew him from, but of course, that is all dream stuff, right? And then, the bit that even NOW I do NOT like, where the me person has a bald head- showing his thoughts- and has the woman under his left armpit -smacks of rejecting the woman to me:=> LEFT, get it- and asks this woman with MAKE-UP on, and lips that definitely are NOT hers- maybe she would be thinking we can forget about the past, and 'make up' and is still listening to whoever she thinks has got a better grasp of things than even I do- whether she will COME with "US", and she, looking to her right- rights?, like she has any, ha ha- decides that she can not look after the child on her own, and then she looks to her left and sees a very angry me, with hands under the table, a bare table, looking like, and this is the sense I got, of she ever tried to pull that stunt on me I would strangle her with my own hands.  And then she says, "i will bring you a cup of coffee, and for fucking crying out loud, she spoke as a normal,  brought down to earth, person.
And I, HATE coffee, just so you know. I have decided to go sugar-free. And natural when it comes to lubricants. This is NOT about what I want, I have made it plain lost of times already. Guess somebody is in for some tough, personal choices. 

Snap, I was forgetting. I will MENTION it again, just so that we all know that well, I will steam-roll over all opposition,  The WEATHER shows that you are all about to die. And lets see if any PITIFUL  contrary wind can PREVAIL over it this time, shall we?