Realize Their Fear

I don't know...is it evil..?
Few things_do i enjoy more, than being an observer of human-behaviour. All my life i've been somewhat of a wall-flower_in fact. I don't say that: meaning i'm some stark-raving beauty; that through my mear magnificance_all around me are compeled to find themselves, held`aback_in auh of me. Some things simply go without saying/Right..? That's something i can't help. I just have to walk into a room, and instantly_everybody in it_almost stopes whatever they were doing.

Anyway, it's been that way all my life. I even asked my Social-worker, when i was meny years younger_than i would like to admit:" what was going-on & what i could do about it"; almost as though...can you imangine, i wanted it to stop..? As i recall: She said:" I just had an over-powering presents, and, i needed simply to accept it, because, people were going to notice me all my life." Well Really. She didn't give me much to go on. But then again, neather did she give me much_to think about, that could go wrong..? Truth is: People do notice my over-powering presents, and, finally i have come to the point where i can enjoy it. And i especially like sitting at my computer_in the mornings, before i go to work, or, when i return.

As we know: i have my Twitter-accounts posted in my window. Naturally, it's printed in big, bold red-letters; that there hardly is a chance my subjects can pass-by_without noticing. It's always intresting to watch the predestrians aproach my building, and, their reactions. Some walk-by as if they havn't noticed anything_out of the usual, and hardly ever bother even to glance over in this direction_any more. Then there's another group, who when they walk in front of the house, one can tell from their body-language, they know there's something over here_that they would like to acknowladge, but, for some reason_probably to do with their religious hang-ups, they find themselves walking fifty feet of sidewalk_their head pointed to the ground, or, towards the houses on the other side of the street from me.

Then there's the people who like to creep-up from behind me. My desk doesn't face the window, you see, but, instead is sideways to it; which means my left sholder is in the window. I actually face a wall. To look out of the window, i have to turn my head in-other-words. Reguardless, meny times i see someone aproching_from the corner of my eye, and, out of commom couriosity, i turn my head; to see who it is. Apperently people have no problem witnessing their gods, providing those same gods don't pay them any mind. To put that another way, folks don't like to be caught looking at me, because, on more occaisions than not_when they are, they quickly turn their head away from me. It almost makes one wonder why they were staring in the first place..? Are they trying to deny me to themselves...

As we know however, when it comes to being confirmed by the people, i normally need go no further than, the people themselves. For instance: The other day when i went to pay my rent, in did some grocery-shopping_on the way back home. Carrying some thirty to thirty-five pounds of meat, i needed to sit on a city-bus bench for a few minutes. As it turned-out, there was a lovely, elderly black-lady sitting there; who offered me her news-paper_to settel my bags on; so as they wouldn't need rest on the dirty sidewalk. I told her that she needen't bother, because, i had a whole grocery-bag_filled with free news-papers i had picked-up; for my dog to make her buisness on. Well, the fact that i had a dog, somehow seemed to invite conversation. And let me just say: Her opinion of todays-youth_even made my mouth drop. My kind of lady, really!

Now we will understand that normally, i don't think anyone who has lived for all of eighty years_on this earth, needs to know anything about, Jesus Christ, that they havn't already learned, and, as for His return: that's not going to mean the same thing to them_as it would a younger person; in the sense that it's probably not going alter the way in which they continue to live their lives/Right..? The conversation, however, eventually turned to, the rich, and this lovely-lady's dismal view of the lot. Well i let her go on for a few minutes, but, eventually it became obvious she wasn't going to touch even the tip of the iceberg; that there seemed nothing i could do, but to finally open-up, and, as-it-were_expose myself.

For a woman all of eighty years in life, she had no difficulity in understanding how i had taken what the, all-mighty, Oprah Winfrey, had done to me, and, allowed me to turn her into, the biblical whore of revelation; whild somehow i myself almost instantly became The Reincarnated Christ. I don't care what Establishment says, because, they will never say anything. They can't! And as we all know...there's not meny things that i'll lickly admit, cant be done.

There might be one thing, however. My peoples faith... Somehow, that has remained as elusive to me_as it ever was, unless, and as it has always been_since this thing started some thirteen years ago, i happen to be talking to them_face to face. Oh it's easy to hide behind a computer, and deny me, but, folks need to ask themselves why. What are they so afraid of? My people are idiots, and, fail to realize their fear, is just what Establishment intends for them. I feel sorry for them_those whom deny me...But alas, maybe i'm too harsh, and, idiots isn't entirely accurate. Let us believe they're just shy..?
Here i've tossed-out a Ten point five Billion Dollar Legal-challange, claimed all the titles known to man_reguarding the both the Ancient & Returned-christ, hold under the heavy heal of my foot_in that law-suit, the very people & Establishments which rule this earth, and, in the palm of my hands_have attained the very keys for the holy and rightful-revolution, my people say they so desperately demand, and, well...they're just shy/Right..?
amen*