Imagine my head, right, and as one comes up to my right ear, one notices it is like an antechamber, with a sort of white ... worm... that is somehow connected to the wall which one instinctively knows houses the mind, as that is where the temple is, and where the floor should be there is sort of smooth fur-like covering.
Now, in the vision I yank out the worm, and get an electric jolt that should discourage me from attempting the same feat, but I KNOW that that is MY mind that is being... tapped into... and so I twist the worm around my hand, and yank hard, and then the worm slides off, and as soon as that happens, the fur-like covering also loosens and I take it out, to show a pit that has been eaten gradually smooth and left like a healing wound with pink skin, and then I turn to the other ear, and there is also that fur-like covering, and I yell into the ear, "I am giving you fifteen seconds to come out", and I start counting, and when I get to nine, I pause for about three beats, and then by the time I say 'ten', a whole horde of people start walking out, and there is even a coffin that is held aloft.
I do not count to fifteen.
That vision was about two years ago.
I chose ten women much later, and between the ninth and the blonde that I met on the train was a considerable time, and also around that time, I had lost my desire for death, my death-wish, and had begun to take control.
Now, yesterday, looking at things from the vision of the 'ark', and also having grown to appreciate that I am an unchanging person, I had accepted that there would be five women who would be... aware... of what I was about and yet somehow, among people who read what i wrote and despised me and stuff, would actually take what I said to heart and seek me out.
Seek to get on my good side.
I used that yesterday to... co-relate the behaviour of the people I had bumped into and who had acted weirdly and sift these out and therefore be left with the appropriate five who would make it finally irreversible that the 'worm' who read my mind, the holy spirit, not have a place anywhere in my mind.
yesterday, the women were three, and that left two, one of whom, truth to tell is NOT my ... type... but is something ... different.
Women I have already seen, mind you, women that have a mother-daughter relationship.
Now, I could have said I knew the answer yesterday already, but then, I was thinking that I AM going to kill her other daughter and her son and her son's girlfriend, but the funny thing was that the woman has never been put in a position where she HAS to show her mind, although she has done a lot of indicating already.
If anyone can recall that at one time I was saying something about October 22, and the woman on the poster in an MPV who was looking aghast at the east as the car stood at the third Parking Lot at the Pick and Pay Mall in Fish Hoek.
Now, Pick and Pay is a cash and carry shop, and there is no credit, and I did write that I would hold everyone who wronged me to account for what they did, and THAT was on Sunday 22 October, and so, I suppose, the mother realised on THAT day that there was NOTHING she could do to stop me taking my revenge on the people I was... upset with... to put it mildly.
God had also pointed out long before that there would be a day of change, calling it "October Fools day", only the 'o's for fools were two Greek letter deltas, meaning that there would be a change [Delta in mathematics means change] on a certain day for ... fools, who had no idea till then what would happen, or could be in store.
now, I am NOT certain why the daughter of that woman with the nose like nicky?'s leaned towards me, or even showed up in her mini, but one thing I DO know was that the mother DID try more than once to parade herself by me so I could take an interest in her.
I wonder if she is honest enough to want to go the full distance.
or is the two are willing to make a break with their families... for me.
because the other thing is, when the people all walked away from the left ear, I saw myself left in a chair, with ice from the neck down, and with my hands and feet tied to the chair with heavy chains.
And I was testing the chains to want to break them and get free.
Point is, I have been living in my mind, with my body dissociated from me, till NOW, and I WANT FULL freedom, so I can be completely functional, and SO, I AM breaking out of the yoke the holy spirit has kept me in for so long, and taking OVER everything, which means, I either get what I want NOW, or I leave these women completely and take my ten and leave them ALL to the same fate I have stored up for the Black... fuck, and WHITE... South Africans.
As one can see from the vision, I have NO NEED for the five to have my way; the ten suffice;- the holy spirit can not have me 'take women such as I choose' because these women have done the reverse; they have all done their part to show what THEY want, instead of me having to hunt them down and try to convince them to be with me.
the holy spirit already has NO power to strive with me.
So, these women either choose to come on their own and soon, or I leave THEM, to the cold.
AND, aside from the people I have decided to have sent BACK home, like my cousins and the three I work with, I WILL seal the border of Zimbabwe with a ring of fire so that NO ONE but me can go in or come out.
It does not matter if the women themselves have relatives or cousins that I can not have around me that I would want to keep alive for the sake of the women... I will do NOTHING for anyone's sake but MY own, so, let it be clear that I will have the seven women come as they are, alone, without their kids, and the three women with their daughters.
And the five come alone as well, with no little kids.
its that simple.
I made up my mind NOT to listen to my mother, and I... parted the breach.
Which means I do NOT hear women's pleas.
Well, to quote Bounty Killer in the song 'Khaki Suit'
Them say Bounty
is the beast
in the eye of the beholder
Compare him to Hitler
and Ayatolla
them think them are high roller
them are baby in a stroller
is the beast
in the eye of the beholder
Compare him to Hitler
and Ayatolla
them think them are high roller
them are baby in a stroller
