Human nature

Spiteful bitch

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Spiteful bitch

Spiteful bitch you made me stronger. I am laughing because you thought my back was against the wall but I couldn’t be more stronger. Should have believed you when you spewed hate against me but I was younger, vulnerable, confused, looking for your validation, when your heart was on vacation. You didn’t care, left me abandoned like a building occupied by drug addicts. Maybe I was an addict, craving for your love, that was never given. Instead you played the victim, when you are the one who opened your legs for that big dick. Should have wore a condom and avoided the leak from that big prick. What dreams? Don’t make me sick. Spiteful bitch you made me stronger, overplayed your hand, using the same maneuver, you became predictable, thought you were my God, how predictable. Searching for my weaknesses with a microscope so you can use them against me, weaponizing food to get at me. The presence of mind to know what works on you like Cain when he killed Able to spite God. Will never forget the schadenfreude on your face when I lost weight, it was your doing, you caused my fate. Not anymore it ain’t, will never give you that power because you are insane. Spiteful bitch you made me stronger, because of you I stand stronger. Will never let anyone play me like a fiddle, picking sides, nah, I’d rather stay in the middle. Acting big when you really are just little. Petty, prideful, egotistical, pointing fingers and sitting on the stands but never getting physical. You are right and everybody is wrong, how’s that for nonsensical? Control freak, power hungry, always has to be the one who speaks. Spiteful bitch, I believe you, you are clearly a cunt. Staying in role, you are even spiteful as a aunt. Hateful demeanor, stirring trouble, using people as pawns for your personal amusement. Everything is just a game to you isn’t it? Some sort of entertainment. Mine, mine, mine, it’s a sign, sign, sign of your immaturity and spiteful nature. Take it all, you spiteful bitch! We done! Spiteful bitch, you made me stronger.

scum

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Scum

Scum, scoundrel, scumbag, piece of shit. Ya, didn’t you know? Now you know, saved you a lifetime. Are you happy with my admission? Did you accomplish your mission? I live with mongrels, drunks and wifebeaters. Black and blue if she overextended, will take you for all you have if you are overextended. Scum, scoundrel, scumbag, piece of shit, now you know, use it against me. I don’t care, wasting my time seeing myself in people who don’t care about me. Claiming to be in my interests but wanting to control me. Using me to further their gains, to supply their inflated ego, what am I helium? Let’s pop that ego. Spiteful pride, weaponizing even food, must be good for your ego. The thing about turning Babyface is that you have to break a few egos. Take that off, mine, mine, mine, endowed with modesty I see, paragon or virtue operating above your ego, I see. An angel blessed with the gift of purity I see. Tomorrow is not granted. You think I won’t push the button, yet you pushed the button, congratulations, your request has been granted. See the beast you have unleashed cause you a stuntman, you take chances, probabilities against you and yet you still taking chances. Sit down, be humble, you don’t know anything. Even if you did, it has nothing to do with me. I am living my life too, what’s your issues got to do with me? Boundaries, stop nonsense, ga le mela le nyatso! Scum, scoundrel, scumbag, piece of shit, ya, now you know. Don’t expect much from me. Keep your distance unless you want to be contaminated by filth. If that’s the way you want to play it, then so be it, I’ll raise you. Pointing fingers gives you false power. Thinking you’re a God but you don’t tower. Just like me, scum, come lower.

Scum, scoundrel, scumbag, piece of shit. Ya, didn’t you know? Now you know, saved you a lifetime.

humble.

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humble.

Overwhelmed by the magnifence of life. There is an intelligence that spurs existence. It knows our hopes and dreams. It cheers us on when we are down, it pushes us past our limits, it inspires us to think things anew. So I am humble, it keeps my feet planted on the ground. Ego and pride aside, it doesn’t build anything, it’s destructive, masquerading as something constructive. It deceives, claiming the glory for itself like you wouldn’t believe. Because it’s hard to conceive of something that’s spiritual and mystical because you can’t perceive. But oh, it exists, operating on different realms and dimensions. It knows our nature, what we are like when nobody’s looking, it’s based on casuality from the effects that started it. So I am humble, knowing everything counts. Cheesy, I know how it sounds but things are seasonal and nothing is out of bound. What you want exists in the present tense, it’s yours, you don’t have to be tense. So I am humble, knowing everything is already granted. The pendulum is in swing, it has never been stunted. The magic is happening right now, all your dreams have been counted. The magnificence of life, call it God or the Universe. You are the essence of it, keep showing up, never regress, even through the struggles of life and the stress, keep holy your highest dreams and never act under duress. You are it, the magnificence of life. Stay humble, water the seeds of others so they may grow. Stand up for yourself and don’t be shy to say no. The magnificence of life, stay humble, God is on your side when you progress in the direction of your dreams. Be encouraged, your victory is written by the stars, that’s what he deemed. Be humble, know your purpose.

DARKIE!

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DARKIE!

Darkie,
Hates his own kind,
To elevate him,
He’d rather die.

Darkie,
Hates his own kind,
To promote him,
Would make him cry.

Darkie,
Burdened by the color of his own skin,
Wishes he could shed it off,
Cause black is the color of sin.

Darkie,
Brings his own kind down,
While elevating the lighter skin with a crown.

Darkie,
He hates himself,
Wishes he were something other than himself,
Has a low opinion of himself,
Projects all his insecurities on everyone other than himself.

Darkie,
A consummate actor,
Masquerading as something he is not so he can be a factor,
When he finally got in,
Banished his own kind out of the sector.

Darkie,
Intimidated by other darkies,
Offended by other darkies,
Hates to see the success of other darkies,
Trashes them,
Makes him feel like he is not a darkie.

Darkie,
Hates his own kind,
To elevate him,
He’d rather die.

Haters IV: Idiot, mutt

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Haters IV: Idiot, mutt.

Better haters please, I am still here, confidence bulletproof, they took shots but no holes and you can see the proof. Improved effort, better than the last batch of haters. I extend my congratulations, this time I saw the manipulation tactics, gaslighting, labeling, smear campaigns, the blatant lies, all the stuff that usually works, but you dealing with the great man here. Better haters please, you can’t get me to react. Tantrums and blowing like a blowfish won’t get me to react. All that hot air gets you carried away, floating, soaring out of control. Labels? Who you trying to control? Damn! Just when you thought you had all the answers, I changed the questions. Idiot, mutt, what did you do? Why would I listen to you? Better haters please, the last batch was predictable. Moves transparent and textbook but you dangerous and unpredictable? Walked away without a scratch but we were at war? Figured I was in trouble when you said you were going to go raw?

Really? Come on! No! Try harder.

Better haters please, better haters please, KWAAL and jealously only reflects back like a mirror, you thought you were pointing at me but 3 fingers were pointing at ya. Idiot, mutt, you hanged yourself with your own rope. Better haters please, better haters please, the last batch were prideful and weak. Arrogant and smug, they showed all their colors, I didn’t have to do a thing! Better haters please, the last batch couldn’t do anything, I am getting stronger. It’s like their negativity fuels me, I am getting stronger! Idiot, mutt, I never needed you, I don’t need your stuff, I am content with mine, if we gotta split our labor, we’ll do it in a way that’s fine. Still no favors, you get what’s yours and I get what’s mine. Better haters please, the last batch were out of control, emotionally illiterate, sophistication please, so I can at least win a debate. Idiot, mutt, the last word isn’t the last judgment. Better haters please, better haters please, I crushed these ones just like I did the other ones. They were not on my level, I didn’t even have to do much, If you don’t have haters you ain’t doing much, if I were overzealous with the trigger it would be a bit much, but it’s a mass suicide, for death, lunch. Idiot, mutt, I am bored.

Stop killing yourself! Give me something to do!

Better haters please, let’s get in somebody who will really keep me engaged. Idiot, mutt, would you dare come up against me? This I guarantee, I’ll crush you! Better haters please, better haters please, just for practice, I love my haters, they are my vocation. Idiot, mutt, make my day.

KWAAL

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KWAAL

KWAAL

I hate everything about you, ke Kwaal, I hate the way you walk, you talk, you dress and your overall demeanor, ke kwaal. Don’t know why I hate you so much but I just do, ke kwaal, you make my skin crawl and my blood boil, ke kwaal. It’s your attitude, your mannerisms, you walk like you rule over everything when you ain’t the boss of shit, kwaal, everybody must kiss your feet, everybody must supply you with sweets, kwaal. I would push you into a moving truck if I could, kwaal, you will never make it in the world, kwaal. I made you and you are nothing without me, kwaal, kwaal, kwaal!

I hate everything about you, ke Kwaal, I will make sure you will never amount to much, kwaal, will start smear campaigns against your name, kwaal, will tarnish your reputation, kwaal, will do everything in my power to make sure that you don’t set a foot here, kwaal. If I could, I would wipe you off the face of this earth with a snap of a finger like Thanos, kwaal. I don’t know what my problem is with you but I hate you so much, Kwaal!

Hi there, I don’t understand your kwaal but I’ll play. I see you a cunt but did you know I am an asshole? Happy to dish out shit for you on a silver platter.

I hate everything about you, ke Kwaal. It’s your energy, it sucks, kwaal. You repel everyone like bad ordour, kwaal, and your intelligence, miniscule like a mustard seed, kwaal. I guess it makes sense, seeing you are a bastard, kwaal! All this kwaal must give your life significance. You sitting atop and everything lower just doesn’t have importance. Maybe you will live forever, let’s put it to the test. Go jump off a bridge, Kwaal! Ain’t nobody got time for your tired ass.

I hate everything about you too, ke Kwaal, I hate the way you walk, you talk, you dress and your overall demeanor, ke kwaal!

Superstar II 🌟: OnlyFans

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Superstar II 🌟: OnlyFans

This was never my dream nor the plan. I have a degree, I was a teacher, I had purpose. Nowadays, not so much. It’s difficult to love myself but I do my best. I have to concede, I miss it, teaching, having a purpose, contributing something of substance to humanity. I miss being around students and how their eyes would light up after achieving a milestone. I am swerving off the road but I remember when a student of mine got his drivers license, the next day he came up to me and he shared his news, his eyes beamed with excitement, satistifation and pride, possibilities opened up for him and he couldn’t wait for the future. That’s what I miss the most, youthful exuberance. I miss teaching Shakespeare, I love Shakespeare, Othello, Macbeth, Hamlet. This was never the plan, I loved my job, I had purpose, I come from a religious background, I grew up a devot Christian, I never wanted to dance nude on camera for the internet. But life did it’s thing, I was drowning in student loans and credit card debts. The cost of living is too high and inflation a bitch, consumer products keep rising, meanwhile my salary is stagnant. I can’t do anything, I am trapped in a loop and I am also 3 months from being homeless. This was not the plan, dancing and posing on camera for the internet but I had to do it, for the money, the validation and a better life. OnlyFans was my only salvation, at first I hid my face, I tried to be anonymous but somehow it leaked on Twitter. I am guessing someone was looking me up and somehow put 2 and 2 together because next thing I knew, I was trending, I live in a small town, everybody knew. I was suspended and later fired from work, OnlyFans became the center of my universe. Digital prostitution, I am one of the lucky ones, a lot of girls are lured into this life and don’t make much money. Some of these girls end their lives after they realize it’s not as glamorous as advertised. Cause you selling your ass on the internet and sometimes you just don’t move any units but the cost of production haunts you for the rest of your life. Last year I made a cool 2 million. Maybe luck is the wrong word, you gotta invest in the platform, market yourself, produce quality content, you can’t do much with 12 pictures and 3 videos, men are visual creatures, you have to stimulate their imagination, give them something they don’t get from other creators, set yourself a part, keep them coming to see your content. Pornography is free and rife on the internet, how are you going to distinguish yourself? Just some advice, more than 200 pictures and 60 videos is good when you are starting out. Bikini shots and nudes but you have to pick your platforms, for example, you can’t post naked pictures on Instagram, that will get your account removed but you can get away with it on Twitter. Do what you can, fuck who you need to fuck, get your money and reinvest in another area. That’s what I did, I went into Real Estate and bought a farm. It’s futile to delete your account because the internet is forever so I keep it active. If simps want to give me their money, who am I to say no? I get private requests and I execute if the money is right. I never understood the pissing and shitting stuff, still don’t, but I do have the content. I do have boundaries though, like one time some sick weirdo wanted me to fuck a dog. I told him no, I don’t go out of my species. I do this for money and a bit of validation. I love it when men call me a Goddess. I remember when my mother said “it’s a good thing you have a good personality because you are not attractive”, what a horrible thing to say to your daughter. That stayed with me for life. On my OnlyFans, the men think I am attractive and they pay me a premium for proof, that’s good enough for me. I don’t have regrets, I had to and my life is better financially. As long as men keep paying me to see me naked, I am happy to keep dancing and posing for them on camera. Yes, I don’t have friends and my family disowned me but my money keeps me company. We take sex too seriously, like it’s a taboo but it isn’t because we all do it. Does it matter that you do it behind doors and me publicly for everyone in the world to see? I don’t need them in any case, they are hypocrites. I know that my pictures will be on the internet for all of humanity to jerk off to, I know that I have a lot to explain to my daughter who is currently 3 years old but the world is changing, the money is good and I am one of the lucky ones. I am up to it even though it will follow me for a lifetime. This was never my dream nor the plan. I have a degree, I was a teacher, I had purpose.

antakalipa – Superstar II 🌟: OnlyFans

p.r.i.d.e. i.s. t.h.e. d.e.v.i.l.

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p. r. i. d. e.  i. s.  t. h. e.  d. e. v. i. l.

Pride is the devil, it’s evil, the shortest way to the graveyard. It’s single minded, starts off small and harmless but metastasizes as a fire breathing demon that needs souls to survive. The reason you won’t apologize despite the fact that you wrong. The cousin of power and distant relative of insecurity. Temper, temper, so you don’t like being challenged. Pride is the devil, it seeks expression from surpressing others, dominating, beating you into submission, tapping out won’t help, it wants the gratification of breaking your bones. I made you a cripple, that’s my claim to fame. It starves for attention, it needs your validation, “Acknowledge Me now, I am the greatest of all time”. Pride, pride, pride it wants the whole podium because when you are number 1, you need 2 and 3, that’s how you maintain dominance. Pride is the devil, the direct sister of narcissism and the brother of grandiosity, it yearns for the applause, the plaudits, acclaim, the spot light. Once is not enough and all the money in the world is not enough! Pride, the reason you flaunting what you don’t have, Mr. Money bags, expensive taste, swag, swag, swag, chosen and you’re not, you’re at the bottom of the barrel. Pride, pride, pride, keeping up with the Jones without their credit score. Pride is the devil, it elevates itself higher than everything, everyone. It’s smug, arrogant, out of sync and offends. I am more good looking than you therefore, I am better than you. Pride, pride, pride is egocentric, it lacks empathy, compassion and is out for itself. I don’t care about anyone, I only care about me. Woah! Slow down big fella, what brought about this pent-up aggression. Oh, you not getting some. Pride, when you beat on your dick so much, you repel pussy. Pride, pride, pride will get you enemies faster than a Bugatti Veron, self-deceit more powerful than the biggest engine and it turns to blow-up in your face, 9/11 style, it sends masses to their graves. Pride is the devil, it takes the glory from God and promotes itself. It is sly, tricky and treacherous, using smokescreens and blatant lies to get what it wants, the girlfriend of manipulation, it seeks to control your reality so it can sit elevated on a pedestal. Pride is the devil, it fails to acknowledge other people’s contributions, it would rather gaslight or distort reality. Pride, pride, pride, the fastest way to the graveyard, it makes you a target that everybody wants to take out. The opportunity to put you to your knees is too good to pass up on, when you are prideful, everybody seeks to humble ya, if good old competition doesn’t do it, then a bullet in the head will. Pride, yes you have got 10 inches but 6 inches works and goes on longer, you will get replaced. Who wants a big prick all the time? Pride is the devil, it’s evil, the shortest way to the graveyard.

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POWER II

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POWER II

What did I learn about power from Game of Thrones, Game of Power? You can’t rule without love, fear or wealth. Love influences and can mobilize people to get them to do what you want. Fear involves repercussions and punishment, an effective way to rule because if you don’t do what I ask of you I’ll take your head off your shoulders and put it on a spike. Wealth incentivies and rewards playing on our greed and our primal desires, do this for me and you’ll get all the gold you’ll ever need in your lifetime. But beware, a man that can be bought with gold will betray you for a bigger bag of gold. Better align yourself with loyal servants who have character and good morality. Even that’s not enough because they can turn on you if it serves their best interests. As a general rule, blood is thicker than water, ensure the bloodline is protected and make provisions for the offspring, this will grow the family name and keep the power within. No outsiders, your seed marries my seed and my seed marries your seed, that’s how you keep the power concentrated. Power, depend upon your own arms. Power, avoid committing to anybody, stay formless like water, but if you have to choose, go with the option that furthers your goals. Power, to attain it, you need to get your hands dirty, make a bold statement, cross the line, decapitate heads, put them on spikes, flay your enemies, conquer nations, make civilians your slaves and keep them dependent on you, no weakness poeticize your reign. Power is power, morality and ethics aren’t attached to it, if you have incriminating information on me and I am higher on the spectrum, I can just have your life and avoid the leak. Power, being a goody two-shoes will only get you in a body bag, you’re soft, you’re weak, you’re not willing to do what it takes. Power is about manipulation and self-preservation, no one attains power with the aim of relinquishing it one day, you have a little power to get more, your appetite never gets quenched. Power involves war and war is about men fighting and dying. That’s all that war is, a good general is the one who has mastered the art of dying because death comes for everyone, if you can embrace your fate then all the better, you’ll scale right to the top. Power, you need to crush your enemy completely, show no mercy, you don’t attack to maim because the enemy will get better and come at you with everything’s his got, no showboating, stick to the task at hand, celebrate when the body is cold. Power is deception, make the enemy think you are strong when you are weak and weak when you are strong, never show your true hand. Let them think they are ahead and then counter with a flanking maneuver to catch them off guard. Power, make your enemy see what they want to see, use smokescreens and theatricalies to make yourself elusive and attack when they least expect it. Power, find your enemy’s weak points and weaknesses, infiltrate using spies and double-agents, don’t be a fortress, isolation is dangerous. Power, what you have conquered, conquers you, it’s a double edged sword. Power is political and you need alliances, more men dedicated to your cause will improve your odds of victory. Power, even king’s get slaughtered like sheep, there is no blueprint because we all succumb to our mortal decaying bodies. Power, it hates a vacuum, when a reign ends another succeeds it immediately. Power, it’s all a game, it’s not fair, it’s not pretty, it’s in different, it just is. Power, because the whole world is a power struggle, that’s what Darwin meant when he stated survival of the fittest. Power, it is what we humans do best, beating you into submission makes me your master, I own you, you are my bitch now. Power, ever wonder why ruthless manipulative monsters are on top? Now you know – POWER!

Godless

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Godless

God ain’t never done nothing for me, every day I wake up I am in the same hell. Surrounded by soul sucking demons that drain me off my energy. The same cheographed movement lacking any synergy. Always on my knees praying for things to get better, the silence is deafening it’s like I don’t matter. The resurrection of christ, please, next time he come around I am gonna kick him in the balls! Busy walking on water but he never answers my calls. Don’t be so appalled, what did he ever do for you? How you feature in a program when you have been blackballed. God doesn’t care about me. Every day is the same suffering. Living in a world that’s ruled by tyrants and my significance is interchangeable like another bitch with a wedding ring. Nothing matters, consciousness persistent, we all die, the one thing that’s consistent. God has better things to do, so your life sucks, what’s a God gotta do? He gave you life, don’t be so ungrateful, show some strife. Nietzsche hypothesized God is dead and it has become rife. What are you going to do with your miserable life? We have killed him with our greed and selfishness, now what remains is a society that’s Godless. Maybe he was just a fabrication of the mind, a way to shield ourselves from the horrors that happen outside. We are a horrible race, he could never be on our side. We in this thing together and yet we still picking sides. What kind of sick God would permit this to happen? The widespread hunger and the molestation of our children. The wars in the west and children baring children. God was never alive, Earth is a Godless state. All is permitted, you can get away with it if you have power, the head of state is the one who towers, above everything, in all hours. That’s who created God and made him ours. God helped us shape our preconceived narratives, when the truth is much simpler, nothingless, decay, entropy, destruction.