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The Delicate Part of the Nail (The Balance of 10.11.12)

    So, this is what it has come down to, for these next few moments, so whatever you do, if you want to live, don't move, not even in thought.  Are we clear to you?  Good.  The balance of this day make many feel special.  So special, that they come across so arrogant, that being rude would be a compliment.  For example; You see that couple right there across the street at that house in the middle, the beige one?  Yeah, you see, they both think that money will make them immune to anything that they don't agree with. Now get up and follow us across the street, c'mon, on your feet, there you go, now walk.  You see his face?  You see how upset he looks when I smile at him and do you see that she is about to say something, just because I waved after the smile, along with the smug expression that she's holding.  Now how necessary is that, but now watch HIS face.(kpowkpowkpow) Now, she has 3 bullets in her head and he wants to cry.  Not so powerfully confident now, is he?  He's pleading for his own life, can you believe that?  Instead of wanting to avenge his wife's death, he wants to live.  One sec (The man is stomped into a bloody pulp within nano seconds of his life and the tip of his tongue is cut out.)  You see now, now he seems much more happy.  Yeah,it's the middle of the afternoon, but so what, are you gonna tell somebody?

OK, lets get in our car, you drive & she'll get in the back.(Driving away in a southern direction)      Nothing in this moment makes you wonder why the nature of people is disturbed and misguided as they are?  It's because that they didn't wait for the balance of their lifetime.  Y'know, the balance that falls in the row of today, 10.11.12?  This is a monumental moment, turn right then go 3 more blocks, I'll tell you when to stop(turning to her in the back) Get ready.(she nods) So many people miss the opportunity to gain.  They are content with hand to mouth treatment, which is fine and sad, so delicate are these moments, right?  Stop right here and don't move. (Getting out of the car, the two of them knock on the door to a huge white house that has pillars on the left and right. A man answers and is punched ferocious in his stomach which causes him to bend over and she chops his head off with a machete in one clean two handed chop. The head rolls, as the body falls, with blood cascading from it.  He wraps the head in a sating purple sack and hands it to her.  They then get back into the car, with the calm of ease.)  

OK, drive and when you get to the end of the block, make a left. You will see a grocery store on the left almost a mile or so from here, when you get there, pull into the parking lot.  How do you raise attention to those that "suppose" instead of investigate?  Do you know how much harm could be prevented if people did this?  All they care about is themselves.  Each person should have "selfish" tattooed on their asses, when their born, followed by their social security number, in big orange ink!  Really.  That way, when you die, they can turn you over and see what kind of asshole you really were  and sew it up, so in case you come back to life, you will defiantly never be the same.  Maybe nicer.  Wait a moment, slow down when you get near these two bicyclist.   (He puts on a thick black rubber gloves and pulls a piece of razor-wire form a rectangular case from in his pocket.  Leaning out the window, he swings it at the first cyclist and cuts out their eye, causing them to crash into the cyclist in front of him, crashing, then rolling into the path of a semi truck with a trailer, ran over and dragged about 10 feet.  The street is a bloody pulpy mess, halting all traffic behind them.)No reason not to allow nature's assistance to indulge others with her hand in the matter, now is it.  Fate is nothing but bullshit, turned into human shit.  All of humanity that stands to be in power are envious of Bulls, did you know that?  The bull is a firm honest mammal that does what it was designed to do.  Their presence alone evokes power.  From their powerful stare, to their majestic muscular form.  Why do you think there are so many bodybuilders that are willing to sacrifice their gender or reproductive organs to achieve a massive form?  

Here's the store, pull into the lot.  She'll stay here with you.  Turn the motor off, this time, I shouldn't be long. ( He gets out of the car and walks into the store.  There is absolute silence in the car the whole duration that he's gone, approximately 6 minutes or less.  In his arm, he has groceries.  He places them in the backseat next to her, then goes to the front of the car.  Coming out of the store is a woman that has a dog in her arms and wears very expensive clothes.  Behind her is a store employee pushing a cart full of groceries.  He walks up to the woman and slams the dog on the ground with such force, it dies, instantly.  The woman looks surprised, with her jaw dropped open, only to be met with a large bowie knife , behind her chin and is lifted of the ground.  He quickly pushes her head back separating the top of her spine from her body.  The employee runs out of the parking lot down the street, as she is dropped from his knife.  He then cleans it off in her chest, then gets into the car.)  OK, you can switch sides with me, I'll drive.  (They pull out of the parking lot, turn right into traffic and left at the light, heading west. She leans over and injects something into their neck and sits back.)

Of course we didn't forget about you.  You won't feel yours though.  This is to keep in harmony with the balance. 10 for the reason.  11 for the harm. 12 for the end.  Sleepy, aren't you?  Yeah, don't worry, you'll be fine.  So, we are gonna leave you now and you are going to die.  I hope that you learned something from this and that you have an idea what this day really meant.

(The two of them get out of the car with the grocery bag and the head, that he's holding. She takes three cans of lighter fluid and pours them into the car, as he makes two Molotov cocktail.  As soon as she moves, he light them hands one to her, which she throws inside, steps back and he douses his on the exterior.  They step back further from the heat, as the body and car burn in unison.  Without a sound, they hold hands and walk away, as twilight beckons  it's approach.)

                                          SaintDomonic NineSouls
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