those bastards.. I feel so nervous in a court house, I feel all the negative duppie vibes of the shitstem.. all the sterile hallways, the badges and guns, the judges and lawyers and vampires, it makes me so damned uncomfortable I could throw up..
and I have to go back tomorrow and sit through more of this shit.. and I feel in my heart that God is dragging me onto a murder trial. I can't claim God as my reason to get out if God is sending me in the first place.. so I might be stuck for three weeks in a process that makes me uncomfortable to the very core of my being.. most people just feel inconvenienced, I feel like I am standing in the lion's den, the snake pit, the fiery furnace, King pharaoh's judgment seat..
' those who fight against justice, fight against nyabinghi..' fyah burn hotta fyah red red red..