Fed up

I have become so fed up with being compressed that I have decided, regardless of whatever extenuating circumstances, to put off no longer taking over.

Assholes actually blocked ME from my facebook account, and started littering my twitter account with ... funny stuff.

They will PAY, and so, it starts NOW.

I will have it known from this moment forth that I have taken over, that there will be no more delay in having things done, and done MY way.

there wil be no compromise, no negotiations.

Assholes should NOT have tried to mess with me, because now, it is all out war, and blood and guts and gore, and I outnumber everyone by 1 to seven billion.
So, stand aside and let me through, or i roll over you, little piss-ant... peasants!

And better sort out my accounts, you facebook shitheads, and you twitter bastards, or something will start going seriously ... awry... for you!

Then we will see about the American dream and 'protecting the way of life' of Americans... because there WONT be a way of life to protect any more!

Crazy fools!

 Even if the women are NOT ready, I am leaving anyway, even if there is no proper preparation for me to be in Alaska, I am dead set on going there, being there before the end of the day on Sunday 21 October, and THAT means that I am taking no more bullshit from any quarter, and as for the flood and stuff, let it happen NOW, because God made me a promise he would never leave me in the hands of... you people... you assholes!

I am taking Him up on that. I want out, I want OUT NOW, so regardless of who stands with me or against me, I am setting out, so go fuck yourselves, you shitheads, because the KING of this earth is taking over.

And I am MAD.
There is NO appeal against ANY of my decisions, and now you are going to feel the raw unadulterated anger of the one and only king over you all.

You will weep bitter tears, and when you expect that they have had time to dry up, I will open up new wounds, and you will suffer even more, and you will give in, and stretch your hands for even small morsels, but you will get none.

You will run to and from, wondering how it could be that life which used to be so...predictable... has become so dreadful, and I will stick it to you even worse, and you will still groan, daily, and nightly, as i torture you of all life, and then you will return to dust... all of you, literally.

From now on, anyone who wants to entangle me...physically, dies by my hand, and anyone stupid enough to block my path also suffers...dreadfully, till I either roll over that person or he/she moves out of it.

because now this is WAR!