The Crazy Man

It has been building for a while. The Family just taking over and treating this establishment as their own personal domain. Grandmother complaining about the towels, or lack of them. the state of the place and everyone and everything, but DO NOT bring her darling drug addicted, whore brats into the conversation. She gets quite indignant! She does go on and on. Drives a person mad. Her darling drug addicted son carries on as if he is a kind of God or something and everyone is head over heals in love with him. To my mind he is a waste of human energy and space. His drug addiction has rendered him incapable of holding down a job and as much as he carries on about having to support his niece, his sister who opens her legs to anyone at anytime, and his mother who progressively drives everyone crazy, He can't actually support himself. The niece, granddaughter, daughter has no manners, does not go to school, does what she wants, when she wants and joins the Family tirade. Then there is the Asian Banshee. Never have I met a kid that can cry over so much, with such frequency and at such volume. Of course her drug addicted father thinks that the sun shines out of her little butt and does nothing to bring her in line and control the noise levels. Any mention that he could consider others brings on a barrage of abuse, enough to put a normal, sane person into a straight jacket. All of this was enough to put me into a state of panic, doubling my need to get the fuck out of here as soon as godly possible. God, however who appear is still out on vacation. Not only does nothing happen to reign in these influences but it puts our dear Husband over the edge, who comes out screaming. At anyone who stands still long enough. He is not one to be upstaged by fathers of banshees. He gets even more abusive. Hurtfully so. I am fully aware that by the time he gets to treat other people with his own special band of abuse, he has already given his long suffering wife hell. Her health is adversely affected but he doesn't seem to care. Maybe its part of the plan. Either way he is an arsehole of the worst degree. He is incapable of normal human behaviour, and if I did not know better, I would say he was just as drug addicted as the rest of them. Apparently he was a druggie in his youth and then 'grew up and reformed'. Too little, too late. I am starting to believe now that the drug abuse in his younger days fucked up his brain and it doesn't functional normally anymore. The truth is that he doesn't function normally anymore., if he ever did.
So, instead of yelling abuse at people who have done nothing to him, apart from being polite and helpful, he would be better served by getting on the case of people who deserve it. Like his manager, who sits in his room and watches moving and plays games all day and does precious little work for the pay he gets. He is not very co-operative with request from the owner, and after his little escapade of last year, stealing tens of thousands of rands from the business he supposedly is passionate about, and does absolutely nothing to market the place to bring in an income that he is so willing to spend, on himself. If our dear Husband could get up the courage to yell at him about his work ethic, maybe he would be able to bring a resolution to the internet problem and stop the selfish manager from siphoning the lions share off for his own personal use, and then maybe I could get to earn some money that our husband is after. But he does not do this. He yells abuse at people who have done him no harm. He switches the plugs off in the lounge so that no-one can watch TV. Arsehole! Now I can't use my sewing machine. That's fine. Now I won't be fixing any more of his damaged clothes. Instead of yelling abuse at people who actually DO want to help and see the business improve, he could make sure his staff are actually doing their jobs, like the night watchman being awake and on duty when he supposed to be to earn the wage he is paid. Make sure the little fucker is actually on the property he is supposed to be minding. But NO! He runs around like a little boy with something hard shoved up his fanny being abusive to the wrong people. He is a classic selfish, self-centered, piece of shit, control freak. Its time he went back to his own country and stayed there. Previously when he did that everything carried on fine. We all did very well without him. Why, in the name of God, did he decide to come back? I need to get out of here now. These below average, drug addicted arseholes need to be out of my life. These stupid arrogant male staff members who don't do what they are paid to do need to be out of my life. These stupid arrogant males who can't change their own nappies need to be out of my life. I need decent, honest, friendly, healthy, successful people in my space. Please GOD do something about the situation. Please GOD make them all go away. Please God put me in a place where I can be, and not have to hide from the psychos anymore. PLEASE GOD DO SOMETHING

The Illusion

The most pressing influence in my world at this present time. I have to bow and scrape to people who represent pretty much everything I would happily and with ease, take up arms and fight to eradicate from the world I want. These are people who take drugs, willingly and consciously, believing that it somehow makes life easier, or better. I would destroy these people because of the pain and suffering they cause to those around them. They consume these chemicals in the name of 'finding the Universe', or 'seeing the Universe'. All they find or see is the confusion these chemicals cause in their brain which they perceive to be some higher authority or greater power. They are all idiots! They take these chemicals which confuse the brain and render them useless to society, but somehow delude themselves that they are perfect and everyone else will bend their will and compromise their integrity in the name of this chemical. They are mostly unaware of the hurt they cause during this time, because after all is said and done and they come back into the real world that does not rely on chemicals to show itself, they usually have no memory of what they did or said, and to justify their bad behaviour they will tell you 'It was the drugs. They would never say such a thing, and you should just get over it'. This is not acceptable! It the rambling of a very immature being. A being who is not able to take responsibility for their actions and not hurt other people. An immature being who is not able to handle the real universe, but has to create a chemically induced version, which is temporary at best. An immature being who has to hide themselves behind the illusion of coping with life, when in fact they are no better than a primary school kid who didn't prepare for a test. The worst of it is when they lie to their families who rely on them. They lie and destroy hope, future, happiness and lives in general. They don't get that they are doing this, because they are all geniuses in their little drug induced 'universe' that only they can see and experience. The people that depend on them outside of this illusion just see degradation and filth, and this is what they are supposed to love and support. In truth they are especially selfish people with HUGE inferiority complexes. They know deep down that they can't hack it in the real world. They fall back on the drugs, apologise, go into rehab, promise to be good, but it never works because they are not good enough. They do not have what it takes. They are week and useless. And so they rely on chemicals to make things look better for themselves. Drug addicts I would fight against. I would take up arms and destroy them all. They have no place in my world. They need to be eradicated.

The detail of the path that my life is to take

The purpose of this blog is to detail the path that my life is to take. It is about me and my perceptions. It is about me and my life and how it plays out. Over a period of time I will detail things that need to be removed from my experience in this world, and things that need to be instituted. Mostly the past is gone, physically, emotionally, financially and in pretty much every way. There may be some things that I may wish to retain. There may be some things that I may wish to regain. The Will be a lot of things that have become redundant and worthless to my personal experience and they will be removed, deleted, binned, got rid of. If this affects anyone else in an adverse way it probably means that they have had an adverse effect on my personal experience. Their bad. If anyone finds themselves being embraced and included in My World then they would know that they are contributing to the pleasurable experience I am seeking.

Let the games begin.


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