And then He answered...!

So, God refused to take the bait and change tactics with me, instead, I was left to blow off, and re-arrange things and get more to grips with my REAL self, and so, after I had spent a humiliating morning [seeing butt-head drive past and then realising that the place I HAD identified as his family home really was (talked to some guys clearing rubble and found out that he actually stays there)] and had everything turn as bad as can be as far as control was concerned, God, finally answered!


He refuses to let me go on even for a single day believing that the things He says to me, the things He said... about me... thousands of years before I was born, are just mere...happenstance. He has a plan, and He just gave me a portion of Scripture to chew over that made me realise how... involved... He is with my life.


the prophecy that David spoke of, in Psalm 110: The Lord said to my lord 'Sit ye at My right hand till I make your enemies your footstool'Part of it later goes on to say, ... your people shall be willing in the day of your power.Now, I had spent the whole day and night Sunday fuming that NOTHING is changing and that life sucks and nothing is going my way... I am quite literally tied down and have no exit clause, so when the fuck am I leaving?

because even now, more than anything I want to go. I want that flood stuff and the deaths, and THEN I will come back and take my revenge, because, of course, people are going to die.

Anyway, God promised something about 'footstool', and what I had taken before to mean that He was going to have me leave South Africa and be in Alaska by 'Sunday 21 October', was as I discovered yesterday... my own spin on stuff.

What I actually saw was a small car, small hatches, with a blonde poster on the drivers side window, and the car was parked at one of those car parks in Fish Hoek, after Spar? as one goes to the Fish Hoek library...the one where opposite are houses, and adjacent is a wall that has a painting of some service or the other with 'Freedom to move' written beneath.

the car was parked so that the poster was facing east towards the beach, and the blonde lady on it looked STUNNED.

After my angst had evaporated, I realised that, as with everything to do with me, I had written something that God had foreseen and foretold and  initiated WITH me, and that THAT was what had caused the woman to see ' a great light', since the sun rises from the east.

The only thing I could conclude was my last post, and the only person was butt-head's mother, who must have, up to now, been thinking that I am just lustful when in fact  I am quite ANGRY that my life is being distorted simply because everyone, including her, wants it to go the way she wants.

And the fact that I can not change, nor build up any 'relationship' with anyone because, when you get right down to it, I really do not care what happens to anyone.

So, if I am right, then it means that 'those who dwelt in darkness' saw, yesterday, a great light, and that my true nature was revealed to them, making it impossible for anyone to ever come and say that they can equate me with anyone or themselves, because there is NO ONE like me, nor can anyone BE like me.

However, as I said, I am quite keen on leaving, and would like to get going so that it is put beyond dispute just WHO runs the show, and THEN, when there is no CHANCE whatsoever about there being a mistaken identity, I will come to make people pay.

Big time.

And take as many women as I feel like.

High born, prominent, humble, married, unmarried or whatever... the only condition would be that they take my fancy, are white, beautiful,  and I feel like taking them.

This was God telling me that He has NEVER left me, nor taken a hike, nor been uncaring, because way before there was even the possibility of me being around, He had already planned for me to be there, so I take back my words that he does not care.

I stand corrected.