So, I am saying to God: "Father, You created a hedge around job which the devil complained about, but around me You left nothing. I am exposed.
You WALKED with Enoch, and even his body was too sacred to touch, but hell, everyone and their granny can do as they please with me; You would not let Jesus, Your wayward son, rot, but me You stand bay and You watch as whatsoever opportunistic ailment afflicts me, and when I complain that this is UNFAIR You say You understand! You are The AlMighty God, and You understand!.Why are You being so... cynical?
You give me 15 years I do not ask for and then stand aside, arms akimbo, for me to sort out whatever, and now, I am STUCK here, so... what gives? I can not die, thanks to You, but I aint going anywhere anyway, so... haaaa!
Guess what He replies? The LORD reveals much! Meaninin, of course, that that which is MORE He exposes, but that which is ...less He hides.
Leaves me... hopeless, he does.
And I can not help but notice that He is being particularly insightfully...precise... when He wakes me up with the song by this chick that has the lines,
you know exactly what to do
so that I cant stay mad at you
for too long
and I hate that I love you so!
Anyway, I never win ANY argument with Him so I say that, OK, then You took me...incited me to leave home pursuant to this statement; I have prepared a place for you, says the president of Turkey but along the way it seems there has been a bit of sidetracking, so WTF? Are things going to move or what?
Picture The All Powerful Being, arms akimbo... again! So, I sign and go to the drawing board... again, and I reluctantly conced that OK, I may have been too hasty in trying to go for the jugular and destroying everything all at once... I need to do it allgradually, like for instance, since, despite appearances, my... family... matters more to me than any other ... people... it would not be wise to totally destabilise the dollar and have the American economy destroyed by the flood I had envisaged, so, We limit it to Alaska, then, force people out, right, and then... no other way out of this... KILL Obama and all in line till a female is left as head of state: that would be the "president" that would be acceptable to me, right?
But the rest of the world remains the same because, too much pressure at once will cause me more headaches than I want at the moment, yes?
Besides, I am still someone's brother, someone's son, and like it or not, based on those... functions... I have some... unfinished business to conduct with members of my family, which would not be totally productive if i show up in a captured Concorde [the H1 will NOT fit in a B2, unfortunately, so I will need a Concorde, and learn to fly it myself] and with a credit card that is unlimited and do my... big brother shit to look after my sisters... if the money is what I have rendered useless.
So, no ecomomic collapse, if anyone can follow my... tortured... reasoning.
Now, as to the other issue, the women. MY women.
Let me put it this way, and since I had NOT SAID anything before, I will let the past slide, but now I speak and that means there will be NO excuses.
There are three things I can NOT stand in women:
1)A woman who looks at me when she is either loosely or totally involved with anyone else. If the word of there being... anyone else... or even in the background, being given a chance to try his ...luck... then I choose to rather withdraw, because I DO NOT CHANGE, DO NOT FORGIVE and what wrong is done me is as fresh 10 years after the incident as it was at the time itself.
2)A person who, when told what to do, prefers to sit on her heels and think the storm will pass.
I have no sense of humour, do not joke, and when I say something, no matter how seeminlgy preposterous, I actually EXPECT it to happen, so someone neither responding by obeying or responding by saying it can NOT be done, sorry, makes me into a fool, and THAT is unacceptable to me.
3) A woman who thinks, like all women, that I must rather, because she is a woman, show her a lot of... attention... and bend a little, to accommodate her.
By definition, I am the biggest thing to walk this planet aside form God Himself, so, do NOT Fuck with me! Right? My game, MY RULES, or get out of my way, capisce?
I speak like the Godfather now!
Now, Still on the matter of women, I have decided to... redraft... my current list, because of... personal reasons. This after I looked at the visions I have had and concluded that it was God Who sent them and having decided that it was so, I will now act on them.
There was this one, for instance where I am pictured with my hand down this... slimy [like mucus slimy] girl's underwear, and then there comes past a blonde girl who says, "look he is trying to mix us with...them!", and as it happens at the beach, Simonstown, the girl walks... up, away from me, but to the left, towards the sea... above the sea... to the Navy base, and I am trying to follow but then there comes this chick in... red... who walks straight up, but pauses to smile at me, and reveals red gums [normally a sign for war with me], but the smile is so beautiful I stand and forget about pursuing the other chick... see!
Well, this actually happened,( and in a sense did NOT quite) one thursday or wednesday some time back, when I was at the beach and I was frustrated by my lack of mobility and this Xhosa chick came just after i said to God I no longer trust my own senses,and then this other blonde chick with the dog and then the black-clad brunnete who siled at me as I looked after her.
THAT chick is the first ever chick to NOT mind that there was someone else... apparently... in the picture, but was grateful that I had looked at her [remember the... fast car, lyrics? Look it up in Counting numbers]
Decided that she is the missing one of the ten, and have discarded the one who saw me from a distance, then covered her upper body, not legs. Seems HER hearing aint quite that good.
Dropped some from Michelle's ransom anyway, because that would make the bitch think she matters too much.
Sticking to those I KNOW were interested.
Like
Allison , the French chick
The Dutch girl
The girl I met on the train who latter lay on the beach
The girl I met at Sunny Cove station and stared at!
Finally, The smiling girl with the pram!
there is another, but I have run outta time!
