Thursday, 31 January 2013

Lets Roll it, Mo!

                       Entering Vehicular Mode
Here I am, with my mind made up at last about what I want to do and how I want it done, as well as when, but, because people NEED some kind of explanation to tide them over so they know they have no recourse to any legal, moral watershed or cover, I will explain some ... stuff. as well as become a true rainbow type 0f person, YESSS!
Yesterday, I wrote my post right here in Simonstown Library [i have become too lazy to go to Fish-Hoek and to contrary to try to spend money in the internet cafes] and afterwards, seeing a magazine on UAVs that the US Government was developing to replace manned fighter planes, I sat down to browse through the Popular Mechanics chapter to that effect.I took my time, but was surprised when , as I walked down the ramp into the main road, I saw butt-head drive past, and I looked at him, curious, and he did not return the stare, and as I continued to watch, to see if he would, with 18years of experience in the police force, not at least go to his buddies and get me somehow seen to, I saw him continue on his way, and I was rather depressed, because I figured out that he wanted some sort of pity, some sort of remorse.
OOOPS, came to the wrong guy.

thousand yard stare

Heard about that? It is a look someone who has taken a life knows full well, someone who has seen the horrors of life and lived through them, someone stripped of all pretense and all the layers of superficial conformity that cloak the vissicitudes of life. Only the people on the fringe have that, people who live beyond the norm, people who have to deal with things that others sweep under the carpet.
Take that stare theat they develop, configure the mindset, and well, multiply that by a factor of about seven billion, and you get... ME, how I think, and how I see, and how I act.
I have NOT physically killed a person... yet, but I have seen dead people, I have put people on the road to death, and when once I jumped triumphantly before God in the days when I thought He wanted me to do something for HIm, even though He had said I should be myself; and I said to him that He would have to kill me because I had as good as killed, I got a book by Tom Clancy, way back in 2003, or so, called No Remorse
about a guy who was trained in the Special Forces and had his girlfriend killed and went on a law-defying killing streak, without any 'repentance' for his actions, and I discovered that God was telling me that I was like that;- I felt nothing about doing grievous harm to others, killing even, and while I was not shocked about THAT, I WAS shocked that The Most High God Who had told His people of Israel that they should not kill; would look on with such unfazed equanimity to me pointedly destroying lives and NOT do anything about it... to me!
No wonder I tried to kill myself because what I was becoming, the more He unravelled my inner self, was something akin to the beast spoken of in Revelations.
And I was NOT going to be used in such a manner!
So, as you can imaging, when He told me that He had added 15 years to my life, to set my house in order, I was THAT depressed, and THAT low, because even though I tried to get myself out of the way, I found that I could not. I broke bones of people like one snaps twigs, and smashed in faces and walls like they were paper, even had an argument with a train and just bounced out of it, and yet, I was almost virtually unscratched.
I ended up asking myself and God, just what I was, because life for me had gone ... way beyond.. abnormal.
I have the highest IQ of any of you people, and I am more reslient than your toughest, hardened warriors, and I set myself goals that I allow nothing to obstruct... and I do not regret killing.
Why is that?
because I kill only those who deserve to die. Look at my life, and my way of living;- I never bothered these people, but they made it their life's work to harrass me, till I had to... work to discover that the ... ONLY... person who has any right to life is me, and every one of you is wrong to begin with!
So, those who have personally crossed me die by my hands, personally.
like butt-head, michelle, nicky?, sam, faggot-face, moto mia.
these wanted to put me down, so, I will not let them be put down... oh, no, I will hang them up, so they can see the crown of my head as they struggloe for breath jesus style while they hang naked on poles, like meat for the ravens.
then everyone else in the land will suffer, because i will turn my back on you all.
I was going to send the guys I work with to Holland, but fuck, why waste energy? The only thing i will do every one of them is REFRAIN from killing them, and let them take their chances along with everyone else in the 'survival of the fittest' that will befall the whole land, and take my word for it, fools, you WILL suffer.[I am yet to decide about butt-head's mother and the other sister, but take it as certain that I will deal with them, most likely as I promised yesterday.Of course, they probably think I lie.
How does the song go:-
              earth are run red

          spread out whole are look
             the whole tea bread
          I hear that next you dead
               oh ho ho ho ho ho!]



My mother, father and sisters I will spare till the end, because my parents I will PERSONALLY deal with, but I will not allow my sisters to die till souls no longer go to hell.
So, take my word for it here, I WILL go places, and up-end every throne in the land, and destroy every custom and way of life till I alone dominate, and till there remains none that will oppose me in anything.
         I AM THE LORD OF THE EARTH.
Now, who the fuck wants to contest that. Come forward and let us see to it!