when he said
'ah, that's a shame'
it was in the context that you can't
benefit from the clause that exempt those with two
definately not that's it a shame
not having any
Mark it. many do not have
and are not weeping or craving
Not all can have
same as not all are millionaires or Princes or Princesses
same as some are just plain dumb and some are erudite and smart
same as the discontents would find a snag in the most inoffensive thing or miscontrue issues because they are cerebrally challenged
So please don't throw your baby out
with the bathwater
even if the Witchhunter General needs the barest of evidence
remember all innocent look at any women
most of whom you wouldn't even touch with a barge-pole
is deem that you are ******* her with your eyes
and to have uttered innocently
'I remember you sat opposite me'
means you want to ravish any woman that stands opposite you
Yeah! I never imagined plebs could be so asinine
their subjective deductions borders on the
utterly ridiculous
but they are good at pro-creating though.....haha haha
It can't be easy being them
any wonder
they crave distractions.....

https://youtu.be/2-NwWPh2obs?feature=shared


In all fairness
its a given this is all above their heads
our lots get off
on basic comprehension and base emotions
so evidently so
how can one expect depth from shallows
hey! its freedom
to carry their chains and engage in *******
and anyways
puppets are not meant to be complicated
you **** strings
and get them to perform moves as you wish
who wants a
puppet with its own mind capable of rationale

In western porcelain haze
we dance flameco on frozen lakes
and make wrongs into rights and rights into wrongs
forked minds and forked tongues
hurrah Nihilism rules ok

Western Express to me
your innocence means nothing
the thieves are underdogs and ivories are sterlings
dare you protest at your peril
we do twist and **** drop

Goddesses West rules
in fleece to fleece at whims et wills
vast in one sided naratives in gilded poison chalice
touch us and drink from our parts
as we wash your minds

Hear fables of the west
sing of muddy waters and smears
wreck havoc destructions and pull wool over eyes
the truth is only what we say it is
and lying is what we do


https://youtu.be/uObgP6GF3VA?feature=shared

Since you
whose intellectual sagasity
is extremely doubtful
to say the least

Why do you then think
that I
who is miles more intelligent
smarter and wiser
will resonate with
all the doubts you raise

Or that I am unaware
of your motives and intentions
The answer undoubtedly lies
in the opening quatrains
stated above

Undoubtedly no further proof
is required
except you doubt yourselves
and of course
I concede that is your field
of expertise

So you know you're weak
and can never win fairly
so you know you're below standard
and can't complete openly
so you know you're not that intelligent
and can't fully utilise your minds
so you know you seriously lack acumen
and can't cut mustard
so you know you're lowscale and crude
and deftly lack finese
so you know you lack cogent talents
and can't be impressive
so you know you're lily-livered cowards
who can't stand toe-to-toe
so you know you're a small tooled ninety second wonders
lacking prowess stamina romance or hot soul
so you're semi-illiterates riddled with impostors syndromes
always frightened of exposure
so you're a bunch of lying backstabbing hypocritical nonentities
unable to confidently own your minds or yourselves
so you know you're narcissists pyschos haters and tin-hatters
condermed to your underground and hidden cabals
So you find yourselves threatened, overshadowed and outshined
by those not like you
And so you spend days looking for weaknesses
or projecting weaknesses on those not like you

We wear the same skin
she could be a sister, auntie
any of the faces you see regularly at church
sure she's someone mother, someone's wife
but to me that sunny day
she was Lucifer with a smile
I had sat there in hope of the best care
she approached, uniformed and businesslike
this is a pre-op procedure she informed
her name badge read Ruby
but she was not Ruby Tuesday and I was not going to miss her
I need to drop a few drops, she said
and with that, she lunged at my lower eyelid
I felt nails grip that soft skin and a firm hard pinch
I felt the kind of pain that makes grown men cry
I recoiled sharply with a loud gasp
oh! did that hurt, she inquired, a smirk on her face
look, I've got to put the drops in, she said
I looked at her perplexed, in pain, speechless
I've had this done at least fifty times before
no one had gripped my eyelids with their nails and pinched
braving up, I offered my face again
what a bad mistake
for this time her nails knew the traction and twist required
the pain to me was double its former
my skin broke, she had drawn blood
look, she said triumphantly, you are bleeding
The long/short was I couldn't proceed with what I came for

Ruby was a stranger, though we wore the same skin
I had never met her before, much less cause her any harm
yet only God will know the pain Ruby inflicted on me
all I said to her was 'God will help us'
I know why she did what she did, I could hear her Master's voice
I cannot blame her only pity her
it is a theme that runs through centuries
it is from brutality that one learns how to brutalise
and bloodshed can easily become blood sacrifice
Our mothers no longer breed or own their off-springs
we all no longer speak our mothertongues
and wearing the same skin merely means its you or I
Ruby as thousands of others has to do anything to survive
'God will help us' I said to her,
I meant that earnestly.....

Poor things
look how many years down the line
and our semi-illiterates still do not know
how to join the dots