I wonder if I will ever meet someone I will fall for again? I mean EVER again. An —, a —–, a —–. Will I ever fall for a girl again? There is Inna at 5th I am attracted to. Adelina at Manhattan I was attracted to. Christ she WAS beautiful wasn’t she. Maybe she was just on holiday last time. I am attracted to —– it is true. HAHAHA how my exploits drive my enemies mad, even just wondering wondering wondering WHAT is he getting up to? Hahahahahahaha.
They thought to wear me down with constant attacks; they just filled me up with power and gave me the hot air I needed to fill my balloon and rise up above them. They gave me the fertiliser I needed to bloom and blossom to rise and flower above them, and leave them withering in my shade. They did not realise I was Fantomas looming over Paris pulling all their strings. I provoked them into everything so they would give me what I needed. Their smiles of gloating triumph sadly misplaced started to fade, to looks of worry and bewilderment. This was not going as they had planned. They had never had a supposed victim play them like a piano before. I took over their small minds, I wormed my way into their consciousness, so they took me home with them and infected their entire home lives with me. They are obsessed with me, and they will never be free of me now.
I actually feel sorry for my enemies, they are so completely defenceless against me, and to see this realisation dawning on their stupid faces is a wondrous thing. I cannot help tormenting them. It is like pulling legs off a spider.
YOU ALL ARE GOING TO GET LESS AND LESS OUT OF ME, EXCEPT A TWINKLE IN MY EYE. I AM MAGNETIC, THAT IS WHAT —– DOES NOT LIKE. What they all do not like, all my enemies. They are still going to have NO ADMITTANCE. Now more than ever. The mystery just deepens for them, and their obsession.
The man of genius also knows how to toy with his bitter, jealous, stunted little pursuers.
Oh yes, haha, and try to get an erection before I get off the train to give them something else to think about.
I educate my enemies; I tutor them. I always help them to learn they have bitten off more than they can chew; they are going to “need a bigger boat”. And eventually they just sidle away as discreetly as they can, their tail between their legs. Foiled again!
I have to bring an element of play into my tormenting of ———. I have always been able to turn the tables on my tormentors and confuse and baffle them to hell. When beset by enemies what must one do? Play them like a piano. Then quickly their gloating grins of triumph sadly misplaced, start to slip, and they start to look decidedly uneasy. Decidedly worried. Why, this is not going the way they had planned! They thought it would be all over by Christmas! And now it has turned into years of attritional warfare, and I always have more resources than them.