Of course, just to put evrything in its place, I am having everyone in china just... die, and their bodies remain where they fell, because it has occured to me that my real prize is the mainland US itself, so I will ... compel the US president to relocate everyone in the country to china, and give him a month to do so, and how will I get this done?
simple, the moment that i am completely... whole, then everything that lives, from the southern border of the USA down to the southernmost ends of the earth, and all the way across the world will be sent straight to hell, except for the things in south africa, where I will be selective, and destroy only the black people, except for those I have decided to kill myself. I can not send the white people ... yet... because of the ladies, and THAT is another interesting story... but I will also kill the white people that have pissed me off, male, female, et.c. and amuse myself while i am waiting for obama to do what he has never thought he would do;- capitulate, just as the impossible happened with the suicidal japanese when they surrendered to the 'great nation' after hiroshima and nagasaki.
i am a student of history, and I know that the ONLY way to get ahead is to hit where it hurts, right in the area where they think they are strong.
oh, obama will listen alright, and save for me the likes of NASA [I dont have to start from scratch] and the research from such places as MIT and such, and he himself will organise transportation for the two ladies in both germany and holland, the hamburg girl verana, and the dutch girl [who told me her name but all I can remember is the email adress I got given, of her companion, one mark-something-sports@ yahoo.com, or something. I wrote it down in COUNT1NG Numb3r5 somewhere] and bring them to me, where I will be resident in splendour in the parliament house, in the official presidential plane.
Course, the UK also gets blown away, as does holland itself, the moment the girls are with me, because of the past, as i said.
Then I go to meet the greatest man in the world, and kill him, with my own hands, and all those who stand with him, if they be any.
And south africa, an island in the inferno, gets its due, yess!
But, I wanted to point out something I discovered, and surprised myself thereby.
Now, I had it ingrained in me that God doers not work Sabbaths, but this saturday morning, last year, while still at the fisherman's hut, now demolished, I was woken up to the early morning walker woman vision, with a soundtrack o it by maya angelou, "who do you tell when you love someone?". Later that day, it being an unseasonally warm winter morning, I saw the Shopaholic Girl, and while I wanted to say that she was IT, as far as she having demonstrated unequivocally that she was interested, I could no see where the woman with the trailing umbilical cord fitted in, till, of course, after allison showed up and then the... undeniably... sexiest woman I have ever seen came into the scene, days afterwards. And I found myself seeing in broad daylight a woman almost throw herself at me. Then I came that Sunday to the olympia deli, and not even 5 minutes after I had been there, the woman comes up, and seems to throw the fact that she had been with her ex and was... apologetic... about it, in my face, even before I was even aware of what was happening, and, of course, i was wondering where the 'tell when you love someone' part would have come in, but the thing is, she was basically saying, "I know you are going to get mad at me when you see this, but I love you", and all this when she could have just sat there, or gone out some other way, or anything except throwing herself at my feet as she did.
NOW, how the fuck can one get angry at someone who realises that she can not do anything and hide the truth of her feelings or her heart from herself or the one she... wants... or keep that anger, knowing indubitably that while nothing happened, it will never happen again?
So, I say, sayonara to the fools like allison, who think they are...entitled... and to nicky? I have what may amount to ... an apology... and that is because I assumed from a vision I saw and have tried to fit in with what I am thinking, that I had to... punish... you... and cause you to include your daughter in the bargain, whenin effect, the person I was supposed to look at is the blond girl whose MOTHER involved herself with me, and wanted me to come to st-peters, but who herself, as i discovered over the weekend when I went to s/town and at the restaurant in F/Hoek saw this woman with such fleshy legs she reminded me of that girl and how I could not help myself going... "aaaaaa!"... over her;- anyway, she is the ONE I want, but not the mother, who I may end up killing.
So, no sacrifice, and anyway, no one is being... forced... to come to me, or with me. KNOW me as I am, in totallity, nicky?, the seem seema girl, the elderly sexy lady, the small one with her red cheeks, and the daughter of this woman.
If you love me, you will find me, I will not seek you out.
