assaulted, and bitter...

anyway, i wanted to warn everyone about the dangers of walking at night (night means later than 5pm these days) in the streets around rockdale. i dunno if jackson still walks round hurstville? but then again, that's hurstville, and this is rockdale.

but fuck you. go to hell. i knew better than going up to them and retaliating. i thank my common sense for not getting me injured. i think i'd be dead if i had of done anything. too many of them. but still, i swear, i could've killed him if i had a knife- and plead provocation. it means i go to jail, but at least the earth is a better place. you just don't go telling me in the face that you hate me, my race and everything to do with it. they picked the wrong person to mess with. why did rational me have to intervene and tell me not to do anything?!

i barred myself from saying anything retaliatory then, nor will i say anything now; but let me make one thing clear.... and that is the world may be a better place without heaps of people, namingly bush, howard; and people who're up to their necks in shit blaming everything wrong on this earth, and verifying their vile actions, onto a work that on the otherhand enshrines and preaches goodness. god forbid. and knowing now that they can't find any more excuses, not that any existed, in the old tattered pages of that book, they resort to digging themselves further into that sandy ground of theirs and hide, for the time being, until the world gets airbus a380s. but the more they dig, the more black gold they find, the more poppy plants grow, the more they corrupt people. and now, we're being blackmailed, and they're holed up. where's the sense? they won't find him. not now. not ever. stupid bush. stupid people for believing him. that's just the most ironic cowardice i've seen- not bush, the digging, the blaming- oh maybe, bush. we don't live in a ptolemic society where the world revolves just around your little part of it. to be thinking that, they're some 500 years behind. oh, well no wonder. it all makes sense now. well, unless their big heads are popped, or they are sent back 500 years, the earth will continue spinning like one big bloated ol' mama. i feel sorry for you, earth.

flip side: it sure helped me to understand imminence psychic assault. and i will never walk the streets of rockdale again. and maybe, maybe, the world will be a better place again. and i will emphasise, this is an opinion and no liability is taken for what i have said.