I said, independent of God or any other agency, or coercion, that I wanted 39 women, but when I did my head count last time, I came up with 37... consistent with the vision I had had which had me going '7 and 3', and then, even '37', and well... I will explain it all some other day, when everything is finished, but I guess this is the part where I am wondering if I will ever leave this fucking place that I have grown to detest so much.
However, I was also forgetting about me, myself, and my intense and so far cloaked dislike for human company that is uninvited. I will go to the US, Alaska, but will not venture out of that place till every other creature has been wiped out, and the only thing I will have to keep my... rule... is the ability to cast people alive into hell.
Let me give an illustration of that.
In a short while, Obama, the inhabitants of both Harare and Khayelitsha [in south Africa] will have the earth tilt inwrds on them and they will be thrown alive into hell, and what would be the icing on the cake will be having the ... hole... remain open a bit so that everyone nearby will SMELL the burning flesh, and know that this is not a joke.
They will burn till God personally steps in and ends the .. lives of every creature that is not under my wing, every living, brewthing thing, and consignes the angels, demons and the spirits to hell to burn forever.
now, nearby, there is one person I so... detest... that come what may, has to go alive to hell, and that is michelle pereira. I refuse to have any discussions even with God about it. I hate her, and it is unthinkable that she remain to sneer at me like she is something special, so she HAS to die, or rather live a dead life, of torment.
As to butthead, I would like to FIRST get my hands on him, and THEN send him to hell, but I am not so sure anyone could find the pieces. Because what I do NOT want are martyrs, or funerals, which would be rallying points for people to mock me, be it ever so subtly.
As for Nicky?, well, lets face it, she DID go and try to make my life miserable, and well, if I had to have anything to do with her, I would end up killing her.
The sister? well, honestly, aside from her curiosity, I have not heard from her since the one time, and even butt-head' mom has gone to ground.
Which is no skin off my nose, because I tend to harbour an ever-increasing bitterness towards the whole OSC.
And I would probably end up killing the whole lot of them with my bare hands, but, as I said, I want no martyrs, no symbols of... sacrifice.
Now, I come to my problem.
So, there is all that destruction going on, people are falling into the... abyss... fully clothed without any ... last rites, and here I am, waiting for Kenneth to be booted out of his establishment... and the question is, since everyone will HAVE to know, not only my name but where I am staying at the moment;- how the fuck do I live?
Look at it from my point of view; even what I eat is dependent on... others' goodwill. How will I walk to Happy Valley and get food when it becomes apparent that the 'easygoing' , laid back, biddable Prince is actually responsible for the deaths popping up? It will be embarrassing, to say the least.
Which is why I made up my mind this morning that there will have to be two... crazy... [hopefully in a salacious way] women who will, BEFORE I am public knowledge, decide to take me under their wing... somehow [fuck do you expect? I am still improvising here!] and, while I wait for the availability of Simonstown Backpackers for my... use, get acquainted with me, in the biblical sense.
I am frustrated, and horny. Been too long being this... serious, focused person that I have forgotten what it feel like to hold a woman in my arms, or under me, or... ahhh!
SO, while I get laid, and wait for the usual bereaucratic pussyfooting, I will have no great hangups about the pace... provided these two women, (both at once, please!) have what I NEED to keep from boredom; continuous, live access to the internet!
Yeah, and about the Backpackers: I will not have prepaid electricity, it will have to be free, and whoever owns the building had better put his/her tail between his/her legs while I take over and wait for the women with their kids... the suitable ones, that is, and while on THAT subject:
If anyone decided to derail the women I have chosen, and thus MADE my own, that person gets first hand experience of the truth that hell IS hotter that a woman scorned!
I love this being unreasonable shit! I may just grow to like it! YESSS!
