Enemy thy name is jealousy. And I’ve got you in my pocket
October 2, 2017 § Leave a comment
Enemy, thy name is jealousy. And I’ve got you in my pocket. I let you plan your armies, and gather your troops, and you don’t realise it is all taking place in my pocket, I’m watching your secret plotting with tears of hilarity rolling down my cheeks. They’ve bitten off a bit more than they can chew in taking me on. Damaged people can be dangerous, because they cannot be hurt. You like being provocative? No. I don’t pick the fights. But if people WANT to attack, then I shall take deep pleasure in running rings around them. Enemies are the best thing you can have. It proves you must be doing something right. Look at Clinton. Oscar Wilde. Etc. Do the viciousness of the attacks on them come solely from the crimes they committed? I think we all know the answer is no.