What is it that they say in airports? Threat level has been raised to code orange, please report any suspicious activities or persons to airport security. This is orange. Last week it was red. High alert.
Thanks to those who were concerned. If you missed it, there's a drug addict psychopath whose been planning my demise for six years in ways that cannot be described here. Sick twisted fuck. He's being watched. If he moves, well... he won't.
In the mean time, I'm undergoing the process to get licenced to carry. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while. Then Darren can feel free to come and get me.
It's been driving me crazy all this shit going on. I want to tell everyone and at the same time I don't want to talk about it. I just want people to acknowledge this is really fucked up. And then that's all. I don't want people to worry about me. I'm a valkyrie, I can shoot to kill. My dad's sending me poetry about fear and ... I swear to God I wanted to scream. Biting my tongue until it bleeds because he's paying my registration fees .... and likely sending me one of his 38's. I have to be nice. I am not a damsel in distress.
On the flip side... I have never been closer to my real dad, Andy. It's funny. He's the only one who understands this part of me. My mom is a girl. She can't help that. She is a damsel in distress with a baby. My dad expects me to be the same way. He was shocked when I told him I wanted my CCW. And honestly it was Andy's idea. Andy understands my paranoia, which is an obsession with being ready for the worst. He understands my capability to protect life by taking another's. He talks about our Choctaw heritage, which he describes as "nice, but do not FUCK with us" and he emphasizes FUCK. He talks about his misguided anger and frustration at life, suicidal depression, and a desire to live forever all in the same sentance. And I understand exactly what he means.
I never saw that coming. That dumb bitch in elementary school was right when she said "someday you're gonna want to know about your real dad." And I retorted with the elementary equivalent of 'fuck off': "Whatever. I doubt it."
3 comments:
Both your Dads are correct imo.
Fear and Anger are related, it's the same energy changing form.
I see it as an Evolutionary response mechanism,
fear = threat (= energy)
anger = response to threat (= energy transformed)
As you know we can release the energy and aim it at the target, where 8 times out of 2 they will take that energy build on it and re-direct it back at us, where we will take it, build on it, and direct it back at them, and so on, until in the end it becomes a fireball that incinerates all in its path.
or we can hold the energy, refuse to return it, and dissipate it through our venting system.
And
"if you fuck with me, you WILL pay"
is one thing that ALL people from the brightest to the dunderheaded, really need to understand about how the real world operates.
A lot of people are so insulated and deluded, that they don't really seem to understand there's a big price to pay for fucking with people.
And some people charge a VERY HIGH price indeed for being fucked with.
I agree with both.
Except for the "Damsel in distress" bit, oh puh-leaze! it is to laugh.
I could tell from your msgs on Gutted-Blog that you're SO pissed off, you WOULD do something about it.
My perspective heretountofor submitted for your consideration and/or dismissal, I shall now bugger off.
(about time - Ed)
[Pathud]
Michael.
P.S. YAY! Welcome Back!
P.S: Best application of a Johnny Cash song to aPhotocomic. Ever
Nominally I already dig TKT (even more now that AvP is gone) but wo-mang, I did not expect this "Final Invasion" leap.
Dunno if it's heading into an intentional riff on the epic Claremont'esque comic-book arc's or if it's just a one-off spoof based on a song that just happens to feel that way, but so far this is some brilliant shit.
I'm tempted to start a web-comics awards show, just so I can give one out for this.
You know sort of like starting a beauty pageant so you can nail the
(cut! CUT! - Ed)
foiled again.
Michael.
Hmmm after a month of absence I finally understand the meaning behind this comment.
Feel free to give music/comic reco's or try your luck hacking away at my psychological problems. It's different than guarding me physically or from fear itself.
Your comments do not offend. Unless of course you are him that won't be named... which I doubt. Tho it would be a strange twist in this story I call life.
Also could do without innuendo... it's less funny when someone in the world is planning your demise centered around sexual torture. Funny innuendo never hurt anyone tho... *shrugs*
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