I am eating my hat with frustration, trying to come up with a place that I can ... stay... while I am getting ready to... emerge... and this morning I walk up the mountains, to red-hill even, and am frustrated all the way.
Then I come down the steps, and sit down, and for once, can not even find a word to say to God, because as I watch, I see a SA navy 'copter perform a sea recovery, and I KNOW I can not lift anyone, the person has to want to come to me herself, since I can scarcely bear my own life... and as i watch the manouevres, God reminds me of the phrase that got me to leave home:-
"I have prepared a place for you, says the president of turkey", and I discover where I was going wrong.
There will have to be people, all throughout these remaining years, who will facilitate things so that my ... flow ... would be flawless.
I can not bother looking for a place when there is probably someone or someones waiting for a chance to get into my good books by doing something that will mean I do not have to either kill the person or leave the person behind, and that person or people will have to do so under their own steam, so, I am quiting this worrying thing, and letting the things that are beneath me be taken care of by the... appropriate people... although I must point out that the phrase above means, literally A president; I was just using it for... reference purposes.
And the president is NOT South African... fuck, this is already no news, right?
obama dies, and so do the... rest of the .. in line people... till i come to the one designated from way-back-when to do the ... things... I want done; although she is rather verbose and writes too much about such nonsense, and USA dominance and all that crap that will come to an end in a few hours.
Anyway, it is something known by God and me, and THAT brings me back to a person I am distinctly disinclined towards, a person I saw in visions, and while I really do not care one way or the other if she lives or dies, I am NOT so eager to have her anywhere near me, which is why I would prefer it if I could prove that the visions were NOT from God.
NICKY?!.
While I am not that averse to her mother, I actually do hate the girl herself, but I can not ignore the fact that when I focused on the vision of the silver haired blonde with her lovely smile, and the person did not SHOW her nose the first time;... well, that is how it is with visions, right? God shows you the relevant things, like if I whisper in her ears then she will do an about turn? and face me? And stop preparing for death?
because LATER I did ask to see her, and I did, and she was the one in the vision, and of course, I wanted none of it, because THAT one was involved in issues that meant I would have to draw back from killing HER as well as the rest [though frankly killing a woman and hanging her is for me something I am almost sure I can NOT ever do; I may kill someone on the spur of a moment, although I WILL kill those people (males) that I said I would in the way I said I would] but then when i asked about what she was thinking and, before I saw butt-head driving with a golden-haired girl, got shown the upper-body and the nose AND the breasts with stars covering the nipples [such breasts too!] meaning she was no longer burdened with feeding like a milking cow, I have been at odds about how to handle this woman]
Fuck, I would like to kill her, so that I do not worry about what she may think:- would it not be nice if friends were one side while enemies the other?
And regardless of what she may prefer; in a few days I KILL butt-head, and hang him up to ... freeze... with faggot-face alongside.
If there are more heroes for michelle, they are welcome to fight her battles for her, the more idiots that block the main road the better....
Then I come down the steps, and sit down, and for once, can not even find a word to say to God, because as I watch, I see a SA navy 'copter perform a sea recovery, and I KNOW I can not lift anyone, the person has to want to come to me herself, since I can scarcely bear my own life... and as i watch the manouevres, God reminds me of the phrase that got me to leave home:-
"I have prepared a place for you, says the president of turkey", and I discover where I was going wrong.
There will have to be people, all throughout these remaining years, who will facilitate things so that my ... flow ... would be flawless.
I can not bother looking for a place when there is probably someone or someones waiting for a chance to get into my good books by doing something that will mean I do not have to either kill the person or leave the person behind, and that person or people will have to do so under their own steam, so, I am quiting this worrying thing, and letting the things that are beneath me be taken care of by the... appropriate people... although I must point out that the phrase above means, literally A president; I was just using it for... reference purposes.
And the president is NOT South African... fuck, this is already no news, right?
obama dies, and so do the... rest of the .. in line people... till i come to the one designated from way-back-when to do the ... things... I want done; although she is rather verbose and writes too much about such nonsense, and USA dominance and all that crap that will come to an end in a few hours.
Anyway, it is something known by God and me, and THAT brings me back to a person I am distinctly disinclined towards, a person I saw in visions, and while I really do not care one way or the other if she lives or dies, I am NOT so eager to have her anywhere near me, which is why I would prefer it if I could prove that the visions were NOT from God.
NICKY?!.
While I am not that averse to her mother, I actually do hate the girl herself, but I can not ignore the fact that when I focused on the vision of the silver haired blonde with her lovely smile, and the person did not SHOW her nose the first time;... well, that is how it is with visions, right? God shows you the relevant things, like if I whisper in her ears then she will do an about turn? and face me? And stop preparing for death?
because LATER I did ask to see her, and I did, and she was the one in the vision, and of course, I wanted none of it, because THAT one was involved in issues that meant I would have to draw back from killing HER as well as the rest [though frankly killing a woman and hanging her is for me something I am almost sure I can NOT ever do; I may kill someone on the spur of a moment, although I WILL kill those people (males) that I said I would in the way I said I would] but then when i asked about what she was thinking and, before I saw butt-head driving with a golden-haired girl, got shown the upper-body and the nose AND the breasts with stars covering the nipples [such breasts too!] meaning she was no longer burdened with feeding like a milking cow, I have been at odds about how to handle this woman]
Fuck, I would like to kill her, so that I do not worry about what she may think:- would it not be nice if friends were one side while enemies the other?
And regardless of what she may prefer; in a few days I KILL butt-head, and hang him up to ... freeze... with faggot-face alongside.
If there are more heroes for michelle, they are welcome to fight her battles for her, the more idiots that block the main road the better....
