because this morning butt-head and nicky?'s mom did her four-wheel walk-by, or dance, in her Ballade, and i wonder what she was trying to say to me:-
"You shithead, why cant you just be... nice, and live and let live? Why cant you just admit you are smitten by my daughter, and if she is not enough, look at me, I am available, so what the fuck is your problem? Just grow up and take what is spared you you asshole, because everyone knows you NEED pussy; and let my children go"
mmmh!
I guess I am going to have to kill her as well, because, apparently, the FIRST thing that matters to me; in fact the ONLY thing that matters to me, seems to have escaped her notice.
I do things MY way, and I will brook neither interference nor 'guidance' in anything I do.
In case anyone has forgotten, somewhere along the line, this insignificant person that everyone walked all over got both the ... 'right' and the 'power' to BE the world's greatest... nuh... to become the ONLY Great person on all the earth, and so, by definition, I can NOT have anyone interfere with me, NOR will I listen to women and have them deflect me from my purpose, since THAT caused the fall of the first man.
I am going to have to kill these people personally, because they... sort of... disturbed... my metamorphosis, and challenged me AFTER 01-08-2012, when I asked for the 'money' [worth] to build my kingship:-
michelle
butt-head
nicky?
faggot-face
moto-mia
big-ears
Now, if I have to do that to these people, then, for the sake of my own sanity, since I want to be perfectly... happy with the women I have, I can not have anything to do with the female relatives of these same people, because I will always hold them with suspicion, since I MYSELF would never 'take salt' with anyone who destroyed my own family ( come to think of it, I guess that is why God has left it in my hands to dispose of my own family) but would unrelentingly seek revenge.
So, I probably would have to kill the relatives too, just to be perfectly certain there will be no knife in my back when I am expecting pleasure.
Anyway, I can not sustain the pretense for much longer, because I am reaching my limit. Soon, the end must come, because I am too wired tight to keep whatever is inside me locked up any more. I am walking around like a person in a daze, in shock, because I am doing everything that is NOT me and anyday I will snap, and lash out, and then, like a storm, the greatest destruction to ever be launched on earth will sweep out and everything that you thought inviolate would be displaced, by my IRON rule.
