Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum

Truth to tell, sitting at a computer was the LAST thing I thought I would ever be doing, but is been days since I did so, and I have been just wandering around, coming down off the mountain -first day to have the imp drive by fast, maybe from his guesthouse, and say, "voetsek!" as he did so- and then the rest of the days were a blur. I was... upset. And people, well, I was done with them; I was upset at the Imbecile Who says He has...plans.

So, the bottom line was, I was left wondering just how the fuck I was supposed to extricate myself from this issue I was in, and I was getting increasingly irate, I mean, where you fools are concerned, I have said my piece, I am going to KILL you, I WANT to kill you, and as far as I am concerned, your deaths are just a matter of course, because from where I stand, piss me off, get on MY wrong side, then NOTHING will save you.
I was pissed off because I could not even change anything. I hate heat, I HATE you people, seeing you walk around makes my day sour;worse, having some silly woman then decide that maybe because I appear to have lost some kind of direction then it means I am somehow amenable to either her approaches OR like the toad woman showing up, maybe thinking I have changed my feelings where she or anyone is concerned, hell, I will say it again, you must have me confused with some other guy.
There will NEVER be any let up, not where I am concerned, not till you are all dead.
But it seems I am having my way, finally, because for days the wind blew from the wrong direction, but now, I can have my 'breather' because THIS wind brings rain.
After tony, thinking maybe that all I am is just a guy, that guy that wants to carry himself like he is something, decided to get the nerve to come up to me and ask me just where I thought I was and why I was not wearing my shirt- cunt thinks every black man must temble when he is around, and I was sitting where he said he did not want me because I was trying to avoid the toad, and her irritating ways, which reminds me, I REALLY must have a talk with the imp if he ever comes into my vicinity. Insulting me from an automobile requires some... explanation.
I will even make an offer to him. He wants me locked up, let him just show up near me. He will lose his life, for sure, but martyrs, well, they are respected, right?
And I have a suspicion that no jail can hold me anyway, anymore. The KING was born some time ago, and I do not think anything can hold me down.
Anyway, I went back up;- I am not working these days (long story)-and I was telling God, even He could see that I had no reason to even stay around, I was uncomfortable here and anyone could even see that this was bad, real bad, and so, I was wondering just what was the deal?
Am I to be stuck here like a person with NO idea about things or what?
So, I woke up, expecting change, there was none, and after walking all the way to st james with sydney, I was thrilled to be almost blown off my feet by a wind, coming from the mountains, for a change.
Good. Now, I can even expect drops in temperatures, and thunder and lightning.
You are so .... dead. Prepare for War