The thing I love about God is that, He has always exceeded my best expectations, in the sense that He is always been more considerate of the small issues...which to me are the biggest there is...than I would have assumed possible.
Which is why I am proud to admit when I am wrong about something He has said...because well, He has always had my best interests at heart, more than I thought possible.
Which is why it was only after I had written my last pice yesterday that I found out about the 'ten million dollars', and was silly with relief.
Of course, I am still bent on the flood thing, and well, people are gonna die for that, but, hey, they are all strangers to me, so it is no loss...not to me anyway.
The ten million dollars
Michelle, my mother; these women made me feel worthless, pathetic, and it was in an e-mail that I sent her that I mentioned this to Michelle, and she, of course, characteristically shot me down...
The first person to THEN look twice at me was the Dutch girl, and I remember the conversation I had with her and her travelling companion, which I mostly conducted with the guy while she quietly listened. I told her I was going to America, but I was stopped by this girl, at which the guy straight away put his arms on the counter, said I could not let my life be stopped by a woman, and it was the venomous way he seemed to be shouldering the girl off that made me look at her, and do a double take, as I wondered if she knew just how much this guy was actually saying he resented her for being in control.
Curiously, she did not take umbrage and start a shouting match, but she left us, and came back with a book, which she quietly offered to me to see, and the fact that she offered me no advice but just seemed to say I understand, made me so relieved that I remember saying, mentally, "you can poke your nose into MY business any time", and a while later, she did just THAT, as she came behind me and looked over my shoulder and asked me what I was cooking. Then she turned and started collecting her own foodstuffs, and as I saw HER back, all conservative in woolen jersey and loose fitting jeans, I wondered whether SHE had just made a pass at me.
Surely not, because she had a boyfriend, right?
But I was not using my eyes and ears, and even when I said, 'ah well, maybe the jeans hide thin legs', she seemed to hear me and the following day, there she was, wearing a skirt that showed legs that I popped my eyes over. The girl was gorgeous, and so, so lonely.
I guess she identified with my misery, and yet despite the improbable situation, she seemed to let me know that I would get over this, and she was looking up to me.
Later, we met in Simonstown, and I said that I would love to come over to The Netherlands and see 'them' and the guy looked at me, all six-foot-plus of him, like I had seen only one other person look at me [my dad, I caught him one day staring at me like I was a poisonous terrantulla, mercifully locked up in a glass cage, someone he would love to do something to but could not, because if he ever broke THAT cage it would cost him his life, so he contented himself with merely looking, when he could do so unnpticed] and he froze, till the girl just did the equivalent of his own shoving with the elbow of the night before, and he came out of his trance and showed me this card with his name written on it...seemed the little lady had made provision for all contigencies, and when I went away, satisfied that she had not tried to put HERSELF in the front line... I mean, if she had given me HER own email, then I wouold have been pissed off at her for a pretender, and being a man, like the guy was, I would have been humiliated that she humiliated him 'for my sake'... I left her alone.
I was going to get her, though, coz she pleased me.
Then came the Castle girl, who did the little jump when she saw me, and when I also did a double take at seeing her. Then she quitened down, and she left me alone as I took out the empty bottles and put them in a crate, and seemed to say, 'OK, now I will deal with you', and I walked past her, and she stood aside, and ...now, this again I have no way of knowing except that I do KNOW, because it happened right behind me, and there is no way she could have said what she said without hoilding her hands to her bosom like I clearly saw, even with her right behind me... well, she said, "Wait, lets see what he is buying", and she then waited, while I took out several Castles, and then she and her friend went through the prize thing I spoke of. Ihen she quietly handed me the Castle cap, and she made no attempt to put it on my head... I hate presumption... and I walked away, but I knew that, again I was not going to waste such a valuable commodity as R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
I wanted the girl. Plus she looked very good... not ordinary, and damn sexy, but without the 'yeah, I know I am sexy and you can not help yourself about it' thing that these other stupid bitches have.
This basically covers even the other five, even Michelle's friend, who, when one day I asked God just what the heck was going on in the real world outside my head, showed me that Michelle was not interested in being one of the [then] twenty something assorted females I was considering, and, in a spin off typical of The Most High God, showed me the face of the friend, silver haired and beautiful.
This was around the time that I said something about being interested in siver haired women, because I assumed that this woman was one of them.
It was only when I saw her in the flesh that I put two and two together, but with it was a warning sign, "cross me if you dare", and ever since, I have not had trouble from either her or her brother, since I decided to 'appropriate' her for myself.
Now, I will be honest, I am here, to stay, and I want things done my way, and I have no capacity to reason or to argue with people.
I am finally, and FINALLY declaring my intent.
Alaska is mine, and I want it. Or Washington DC gets flooded, and the next city after that which presumes to be the seat of the Government of the USA, till basically everything is underwater. I have given everyone the five weeks to do something and build my ten bedroomed, three story log cabin, and THAT stays the same.
As for the women, wherever they are, I am calling THEM to me, as I intend them, not as a boyfriend, nor husband, but as Lord of the Earth... or and if either Obama or Michelle...the white one... interfere, then I will just have to kill them, wont I?
