After first rubbishing everything I did and hinting that I was incapable of even doing as simple a thing as managing finaces should I get some, this little woman, on realising that I was turning my attention to other things, decided to derail everything I was doing so that I would either stop being myself or be deported back home.
I kept on doing what I did, and when she realised that she had not succeeded in her endeavour, she sent me a message, which I was meant to construe as an apology, but which made me even more angry;
Prince, where is your love? Why are you so angry?... God is Love... bla bla
I looked Him in the eye, and said, "well, she has a point. You ARE love, according to Christ, the disciples, The Holy Spirit et.c."
Then I went, 'but that is ridiculous: these are all presupposing that You are so permissive of everything that they do that You will allow them to get away with even murder and contempt of You, because You will not change... yet You said, "I have loved you", not "I am love", when You pointed out how You dealt with Israel as opposed to Esau.
So, I was dead right then in my handling of the woman, because if she did not naturally respect me and treat even the least things as important, then there was no way that we could have made any 'love' based on her superflous words, which were meant to just entrap me into looking at the mere surface when underneath cold contempt for who, what and from where I was raged unchecked.
You see, the problem is a 'common' language. This is the reason why no angel, demon, spirit or even Jew 'respects' God today, because they are so used to the superflous word they do not weigh the tone as well.
Which is why to everyone who is alive, those who speak the same language as he or she does do not really accept a person as he or she is, but take the person out of the natural environment where he or she is not so inconspicuous and a person is revealed as he or she truly is.
To love such a one is to accept everything about him or her, from the appearance, the body language, the tone of voice, as well as not speaking the same native language, but having a language that is 'common' to both but native to none, otherwise, one loses the sense of the syntax, the context and the overall ambience of the speech.
So, saying that I can 'love' a person who speaks English as a native language and so assumes that my hesitation in saying something is based on difficulty when in effect it is due solely to a need to be specific and concise, to be taken as a whole, not in bits and pieces... well, that is a touch too superflous.
Anyway, I am through talking about this woman. I am now making plans for my exit, and I am ready to start walking tall, leaving my 'motherland' and never looking back.
I kept on doing what I did, and when she realised that she had not succeeded in her endeavour, she sent me a message, which I was meant to construe as an apology, but which made me even more angry;
Prince, where is your love? Why are you so angry?... God is Love... bla bla
I looked Him in the eye, and said, "well, she has a point. You ARE love, according to Christ, the disciples, The Holy Spirit et.c."
Then I went, 'but that is ridiculous: these are all presupposing that You are so permissive of everything that they do that You will allow them to get away with even murder and contempt of You, because You will not change... yet You said, "I have loved you", not "I am love", when You pointed out how You dealt with Israel as opposed to Esau.
So, I was dead right then in my handling of the woman, because if she did not naturally respect me and treat even the least things as important, then there was no way that we could have made any 'love' based on her superflous words, which were meant to just entrap me into looking at the mere surface when underneath cold contempt for who, what and from where I was raged unchecked.
You see, the problem is a 'common' language. This is the reason why no angel, demon, spirit or even Jew 'respects' God today, because they are so used to the superflous word they do not weigh the tone as well.
Which is why to everyone who is alive, those who speak the same language as he or she does do not really accept a person as he or she is, but take the person out of the natural environment where he or she is not so inconspicuous and a person is revealed as he or she truly is.
To love such a one is to accept everything about him or her, from the appearance, the body language, the tone of voice, as well as not speaking the same native language, but having a language that is 'common' to both but native to none, otherwise, one loses the sense of the syntax, the context and the overall ambience of the speech.
So, saying that I can 'love' a person who speaks English as a native language and so assumes that my hesitation in saying something is based on difficulty when in effect it is due solely to a need to be specific and concise, to be taken as a whole, not in bits and pieces... well, that is a touch too superflous.
Anyway, I am through talking about this woman. I am now making plans for my exit, and I am ready to start walking tall, leaving my 'motherland' and never looking back.
