The Summer of My Discontent

I think people who say: Barack Obama is The Anti-christ, are small-minded idiots__who don't know what they say, and can never be happy about anything. Of course, i realize that might sound just a little bit hipocritical when one realizes i have posts on a site where such statements are the talk of the day; though anyone who actually has been reading me knows: i was only at that place to say: "i didn't believe Barack was this monster people had been calling him. naturaly anyone who finds me through some ((s-e/google isn't always going to understand that, but, that's the internet i guess...and all i know is what i know/ Not what people are saying about me, or what they might be trying to make others believe.

But then, deciet has a way of surrounding me latly, and has done so for ten years or since that nothing magazine "O". That , i'm used to. it's this new form of tretchery that gets at me__like a claw up-my-ass !!

We were going to rant about the lying going-on in my own house, and my inability to properly, timely -collect rents owed by The Little Christ's-clild, though things certianly have picked-up since then.
i mean Really!!
Here i am trying to come-out of the grave((as it were lol/ planting seeds on the front balcony-containers__minding my own business as always. the Moo-cow eventually comes out of her grovel she and Jimmy share with Janis downstairs, but obviously has learned not to talk dirrectly in front of me, about me, or too me any more; which naturally is perfactly all-right over here.
To make the short of the long, eventually i needed to water the seeds, and so filled-up the water-pail to do so.
Ok...look...i never claimed to be a God, and i make mistakes...meny mistakes if you want to compair me to a God. and so yes...without thinking, i drew too-much water for the small-ammount of planting i was at the time doing. Well water my friends is still one of the few things left in this part of the world supplied for free/Wow what a crime, because you know when i dumped the excess over the balcony__mearly thinking i might be doing some service by partshally washing the filth tracked-up the stairs on the soles of folks shoes, somehow i managed to dwaw-wrath from the old grey-van owner across the street; as he returned home with what looked-like yet another failed-attempt to win the Millions in 6/49 winnings.

Knowing what a BiTch that broad has been for me, ever since the day i told her i was a Homosexual((yea Gay...Being precived as God, this never bothered her, denying Oprah a seat in The Amercian Senate, causing Jean Critian The Former PM of Canada to deny George down in the States Troops for his dirty-little-war, re-inventing Oprah/Rosie, becomming Confirmed as The Prodigy Child of both my Church & Religion...No none of this ever bothered-her/ and she knows all.
Yes indeed, she knows all of her betraial against me, and what wickedness her vile-words are ment and made of.

But to have this-man now suddenly attack-me, and as if in an attempt to conceal it from me, say under his breath and in French that: I am a Pig, and doing this knowing it will draw more duscussed and filth from that dirty-little-BiTch((and i know i shouldn't say that/
but ShiT...i'm pissed !!
And to say the-least..." i'm extreemly dissapointed".

I mean, i shouldn't be forced to screem at the top of my lungs: what i have both done and stand for to Humanity. And in accordance to how i live my-life, there is no need on my-part to defend anything. I make this-world a better-place and all are better for my being in-it. and those whom attack me, i know do it out of simple-minded jeloiusly, ignorance and in-tolarance. And so...To HeLL with-TheM!!
But as i just recently said to The President: "am i not a man...if you prick me, do i not bleed!!"

And this street is a-wash in blood this summer, my-Friends, and in tears, broken hearts...maybe even dare-i-say it, lost-soul's.
For as it is: i noticed the other-day when one of the little-girls across the street waved at me__like she has since at least last-summer__this time with her parent watching, she was instructed by the mother not to be friendly with me any-more. Now as sure as Christ-lives, and this-one loves, we both know that woman((and i won't call her nearly what i would like to at this point...well the-point-is: We both know this-womon knows exactly who i am, and what i have done. there is no doubt in my mind any more than there is in yours, that: she thinks i am God Himself. and there is the greatest of certianty in no way does she think i could possibuly cause any harm to any of her beloved, gentle, innocent-children__even were it for some strange-reason my-intention to do-so. if i was such a monster, one has to ask, why in the fUcK did she give me a kitten last-summer.??

It's all about jeliously, and meny of those other contemptable ailments befalling mankind and my-Neighbours, or some of them who finally know-me. i mean to have lived here over three (3) years__never with a problem with anyone/ never changing anything i do, except to make myself-better, and now with my idenity posted in the window__to be attacked, ganged-up on by members of the neighbourhood, because again after three (3) years my orange-peal disgarde from my drinky-poo's being tossed in the street, has somehow suddenly destroied their way of life...
All i can say is:
"Don't spend your enegry hating me..."
i have kept your Son's and Daughter's out of a wicked-war.
At this moment i might say:"Why in the FuCK did i bother" and you can hate me for even questioning that.
But don't hate me for being-me.
It is those whom made-me, you should have a problem with.

But don't worry. A few more misplaced angry-words dirrected this way, and i can cause "Them"/Those who made me, to rain-down a Hell of-a-lot more than FuckiNg orange-peals__on the whole blasted-lot of us !! In-Deed, a few wrong-words to the right people, or a few right-words to the wrong people, and i can make your precious-world look a lot worse, or better; which-ever i decide !!
And believe me, it's better not to anger this "god" because when it comes to rightious-anger, my powers i have all-too-well learned, are limitless !!
Now Kiss Daddy's ass, you who perscute me, because the next-time i draw blood__it may moisten soil a lot fucking closer than out on the sands of Iraq(( or am i "just saying..."/iC The Minister of Cool

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