Since 2012 I've been searching for an understanding of the meaning of the fact that the Mayan's chose, in all their wisdom, to say that time ended there, and then.
It's becoming increasingly clear, with all the disappearing airliners and Sherpas and Korean ferry boat passengers and on, and on, and on.... We are NOT in Kansas, anymore.
So this is the final showdown. Time is now.
Driving home from a terrible morning in Dayton dealing with a client who seems to have drunken herself into early alshiemers and then straightening out the tree "men" who were purposefully dropping big ass branches on her roof to terrify the poor woman who is not well, and her kitties...that was touch and go, when I told that asshole 4 times: "You heard what I said (You're just angry old white motherf**ker!)." to answer HIS question, after the 3rd time taking off my glasses and gently folding them and sliding them into the pocket of my Dockers, all of my sinews prepared to take him on --and his back-up tobacco-spitting fat honkey motherfucker AND their chainsaws AND their chipper...yeh, they HAVE been known to eat people. Piece of shit backed down, which was a HUGE disappointment to me cuz goddamnit I was spoiling for a FIGHT!
Driving home, along that bottomland that is peacefull and runs alongside Massey's Creek, as I was listening to my mixed tape and just enjoying the desertion roadwise of a Sunday morning--everything all blushed with the first green of Spring and the brooks running clear, and fast. Noticing again the perfect emerald quality of this May light, then I finally realized what had happened. This world has become OZ.
Which means MAGIC rules. Yep, I was a bad bitch then but I'm back and meaner and badder than ever, and I'm a man. Only this time I'm not going after little girls and their little dogs over vengeance. Nope, this time it's all about the EARTH MOTHER, and I also HATE bullies.
That's Amentit, the Goddess of the West. You can always tell a Goddes's identity by the symbol above her head. In this case: a storm cloud. Yep, one of my Dragons took out that fucking pig farm up in Cedarville, in an EF3 white tornado, and made a shitload of sausage in the process, and they're going to do a whole lot more damage to the rapists who are plundering the fine aquamarine marble that 7 billion of us share. This is called payback, you assholes who don't need to drive big trucks.
I'm just going to say it here once, so I don't have to keep repeating myself in various threads where pieces of shit are spouting out gobbledy-gook they cut and pasted from the internet and resorting to personal, ad hominem attacks:
It's MY WORLD, white boy!
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