i have zero interest in #vanlife
but... there are ways of weaving in USEFUL story into that which may indeed assist the paupers at the bottom
That is a worthy cause that i shall be improving upon the next few weeks
And has its own new stand alone page
no ads no cash makes me more 'creative'
thank you
(boring polemic back to far more on the edge edgy real slam poeticals soon - especially as i have the guts to show his fat dead ones.... for all to see)
There is no 'divide' - so much to add in to that unplanned theme to 'bolster' the argument that's no argument just fact.
That maybe 95% are so so materialistic they can't even ponder being on the dole without a thousand quid flatscreen in the corner..
Etc
Now i have a fine chronicle of this.... even the so called precariat ('my' people..) putting their noses up at quite adequate oldish bicycles that can be fixed very easily
But of course the one that all so called journalists cannot deal with is which long term 'disabled' need the slimming treatment via their disability payments trough being grabbed away from them and which not...
(they will never tell you just how GENIUS clever claimants are almost to a one.. even if their social workers patronise them withy tea and cake once a week and never help them find the work i tell them that the claimant screams half the day for weeks they WANT)
But then there is are the 'good burghers..' - and in smaller rural communities the one who gets a free pass and free cake is the vic, or in the particular 'case study' to come her hubby...
Free house... free loadsa stuff... but far more important kudos.
Now... just before i headed to the PP i discovered something so interesting, just how truly talented a 55 year old chap was who for years had been signed off mentally disabled...
And when i say comedic talent as good as the greats Mayall and Alexei.... i do not exaggerate as they were REAL Britain before the wonkies came back....
And i have at least an hour of film of him...
And then i have a film of how just such a paid good burgher who was his paid friend... was told just how truly talented he was ....and how maybe he should be assisted off the dole and into just trying to do what he wanted.... as he had told me and my camera...
and if there is enough 'footage' over time, well it can't lie..
And any three year old pondering voting Nige well nor will they to themselves....
yes we really do have a problem...
BUt nobody dare point the finger to who is suited and booted by never doing what it says on their posters around town espoecially when they are told so carefully what a so called 'disabled' man wants and is clearly capable of as many around also knew....
to be cont
But now there is a purpose... they need to be MADE to take part.
And politics we are all so so above..is just the gentle art of persuasion....
As i said to...gosh i speak with too many " as Lyndsay Anderson of If the great real changeing movie... would say to his best mate who told me " its about the art of sticking your finger up at em all.......but always with a clean fingernail.."
which is where my stream-of-consciousness fans come in.... i need traffic merely as fingerdirt prevention thats all you are
so suck on it.... soon
please
knowing there's NO hope and bodily embodying it for some weeks...
Onward Christian soldiers as they will be NEEDED.
.but if you think Musk will ever get you there this century try using Hewlett Packard AI just to get your free laptop in.. THE day the warranty expires.
Thank god that text didnt come in....too
Right thats THE end Times as it will take all the time in the whole of next month to fill in just recent gaps....
But now i know why....
Only because and i never say "eureka" but as Homer's reliable old woman jabs her finger in my eye tryin' to make it red ...no thats not very slam poetic but...
There IS a solution
I hadnt even dreamed of until now
I may have to amend an audio to deal withy the confusion of That Sultana... But that's not the point. The point is even them are no way willy enough to know how to deal with him..
Suzi knows i am but i didn't have the vehicle until thisterferkin dawn the very moment
Now... so so much is in the metaphorical 'can'...
But first i have to figure then tarting procedure i.e. max traffic per hashtag which will probably fail .. i mean my readers are so thick they can't even take in that this one has so much traffic per unhashtagged page that i could ruin it with adverts but dont as i am pure.... so 'donate' i never say means pay the fuck up...above... as i cant afford a fiver for a coffee in the rudest coffee shop i have ever been to in my whole life... whole life not just of late
But one cannot live on free bread alone even if i am genius at living well on nothing.
There is a defining moment due in a few years ... that is already defined..(so says Tim Stanley as good as) .unless.
Right full time... tomorrow (hard rain all day)
after 2 hrs here
every killerjoule has been harvested and curated into what next...soon
( i need her though... Mrs chat about dad's dick, quite naturally...... she alone has the ...what it trakes....to save this land... for our kids)
thanks to the fierce backpacker before first light
reminded me uts the way they need to press their remote controller from as far away as possible....
as the Zaneish one did a few days ago me innocently quietly meandering down a sidestreet of Upper Source the worst cliche if em all ... and a 75grander ugly steely cleangrey Discovery in front of me flashes and clunks loudly .. not much startles me ..
But turning, startled ..ohh its her . .
just like Zane 18 years ago the first one ..flouncing around dumpsville Hay backstreets all au naturelle supermodel harmony hairspray.... all nature girl come to recreate herself ( i Discovered years later) ... on extorrted cash from their dad left behind down in the smoke
that still had aged her face beyond what all them natural creams n potions couldnt mask ....
none of my biz except the way they flounce, predating the good ole fashioned country lads .
usually married since ladhood to local lassies .. . and my my the anger and hurt it causes within saud humble local lassies
....as theyre just so so desperately lonely ...desperate for .. so fair dinkum its a free world
vut its the way not one ever dare even share patent leather booted reality jackbootin down a dead end kington high st ...
Jenny D... fair game as everyone knew what she did with hubby's swiss bank cash .... fake "charity".... and her gardeners ...
... despite running the local yoga Temple
and then sold the 8 million quid horrorfordshire spread ( fake charity) ...actually TOO actual Pornhub before running away ..
i still have the pics of her boots....
but then she was only copying Zane and her black Rangerover
parked up in town she never actually ranged from ..as no local farmboys to charm up on the hills they say they come for...
ehh yep what was the memo .. ohh yes
remember even the seeming au naturelled
she had me fooled
all straight out if the Guardian Colour supplement instruction book on how to money launder the Monsanto shares or mummy's L'Oreal trunk up in the loft.
but the comedy ( not here, back there, far more interesting!).. even Suzi ..older Discovery shes always driving...alone ... thought nobody ...notices... them
even sometimes wonders where their cash comes from...
and i had no idea ... she never mentioned the Bahamas connection ... ( dying... and inevitable next will) until yesters... how clever... her mind razor sharp despite all the Camparis... and hocus pocus
god real Britolin is SO much more interesting ... if you wait for it to peek out from under the covers it theme parks like Hay on Wye or even worse ALL bbc radio drama ...
or the pets of King Charles
well teained spaniels
like the dreadful Stoppard...
... ...to be cont
I " care" even Moor...
Now....
Even of its been 5 1/2 years of pain ...Ms yes muzz " case study" audio riffed upon a few weeks ago...
( i may SO SO care to entertain my reader i yesteraft tolerated half an hour evensong battery chargin' in hell so i can get up today the ' counter' culture merchant of..nothing but condoning horrid chemical drugs to your kids via his BBC fame and major publishing deal..plus how to survive the cold with no cash so happily always....all 9n video in my can for a werk but they need some hashtags and the like...which takes up so much time pondering. . but i aint got enough to go back here and find the page again.... and actions speak louder than words theres me getting on with my arty gonzo stream if pure clean springwater here yestermorn and nobody causes me to divert back to human face to face interaction..... cos a battery charged in the oldest sickest laptop doesnt last long ..
...but someone did ..
thing is .... so, hop over the last few bizarrely glorious months...
My ' enemy' Ms Case Study ... in live with Nige ... still harking on about 2016 being some New Age of civilisation...
I was ready to reveal yestereve to her in the correct language if the poets mated with Volters and even Thomas Paine ..." suzi did you mean it 5 years ago when you said you will die within a decade...?"
" cos .. well if you alone get first edition of my jottings about reality the last decade well it just may cause you not yo believe in your demise ..i want to keep you alive..its GOOD to debate with you and make you the fiercest creature ever extant solo princes child of a Surrey Major . . laugh so often by jabbin you where it hurts .. and our 5 years debates [ all recorded for her posterior] are better ' dialectic' than pathetic Socrates or Sam Harris could ever imagine ..and they have worked!!... the laughter proves it.. the first year if you on point on message slammin yer phone down at the smallest nuanced' ehh i dont buy YOU luv ' . through me bridging to your best friend of 30 years bongo Sarah [ in more ways than an old rustbucket] you sacked ... all of it.... it proves there is no ,'division' ... only shared simpler humanity we both know even if you fant say those words .. " etc
its much better than this firstest peek
But the answer . ..the elixir .. for real ... i had no idea that The Source and surrounding sourceletts was quite so WELLNESS ...
all they can say in their glossy posters ...
fascistically demand
well i saw 43 years ago https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2025/11/who-on-earth-are-you.html?m=1
meandering Europe solo backpack around Swiss German border in them foothills of them Alps
i still remember as if yesterday some grey concrete shack on a deserted byeroad looking so desperate for attention and unloved unused.. a neon sign aftont " wellness"
and i knew that second it would not end well.
However the ending is ( many ...in fact almost exclusively fab Eurobabes i walk and talk with the last two years they all say this self indulgent claptrap and really crap word didnt really gain traction throughout the EU...
but of course the Magpie 'nation' that still believes in ' nation,' went and hobbled it up wholesale to retail it at absurd price... for something that doesnt work
define " work":
( every Britolite babe i get to know a bit has " issues" vant sleep needs supplements just to ' wake up' [ even conjob bbc did a full happyclappy metrosexual-laddish chummy chap, 'deep dive' into and found theyre all a CON 6 mths ago] to nothing but their ' my memory is terrible' )
i know fact ...theres no point speaking with ANYone ..ever...
about anything serious or real on Sourcelands and where they infected from 17ish years ago my former region... theyre all Teletubbies overdosed on Huxley's Soma but too stupid to even remember that fine book ..
but silly me i still ocasionally act as if she may be the one hope..
and there i am ALL my lifeforce being thrust into this .. loada caca...
but i break off and ...
during the sermon
" ohh the one who sells for millions....b ..b ohh no cant remember ....."
now not only do i never like modern art having tried.... but silly Banksy+ stuff saying nothing is even worse .
always blaming others etc...
this chappie maybe a decade ago i briefly perused ... ok something.. but not millions of quids worth...defo a diversity hype..
now the elixir .. not only as the true glorious one agreed do women 50+ not know thats when they REALLY get actually sexy .. but of course are all terrified theyre going to have loadsa black holes in their head from Altz- dim
... thing is i am dim .. often ... even if i have almost perfect 30 year recall
but to also awake 0430 thisters and immediately have his name i stumbled on sermonising her jump in as if yesterday ..
in otherwirds perfect short term memory,too .. as long as one sleeps seven hrs... (too bored lastereve yet another fake didnt message to bother staying up to normal puritanical 9ish)
however... even my worst ' enemy' i cant get through her hocus pocus ... " no its in the stars.."
" suzi ... decline.... ending up old gaga duffer ... the key is unfortunately as you know how i live by pure zen monk near silence 85% of the time and in naycherr.... when one can be bothered say the dangerous real things... the knife edge ones they wanna stab you for [ threatening their house resale prices if truths are known as even she a property price obsessive knows is true from presteigne kington Hay. ...and HIM .. ]... that suzi keps the mind so rediculously sharp and mojo 105 ...it surprises even me ... it us REAL wellness even you brainwashed into believing their bullshit soma ..."
their wellness does this to you
mine...works
but it may lead to years if butterflies rather than in your head, in the stomach trying yo make you throw up ...
from fear of have i...... offended or said something not in even her ' script'
few if in fact no walking companions put me in an even better mood than i always am...
and she went n diverted me from absolute cast iron plan ohh yes what was that asterisk i near forgot...
back in a min
i do have so many readers who hang on every word....
aggh what was it... thoughtloop back... an even smoother than ever helterskelter you discover there is just ONE left...
....now if anyone even a few years ago had said to me, as i said to her, then... that
" well 'tused to be that most days you awoke mojo 105% .. and a rare 95.."... as was that winter - the one three back, we were up all night having "mammoths"... her wonderful word... of course the tragedy just like when a man doesnt know his worth (audio before last of the last one i can't recall despite truly good memory...) her use of the language only ever magnificent.....despite self-brainwashing, ever her lithe and fabulously hooknosed self that she's somehow ..lacking... bu then i know who's fault it is all them Ruperts and Rafes and all the rest of the thickhead Britolite schoolboys around HAtesville on shitty creek who wouldnt know beautiful expression if it came and smashed a whole in the keel of their absurd pirate boats ...as they had girlfriends from Cheltenham who thought Wutherin' Heights was the height of it.... when it was merely posh Eastenders for sugar addicted young Debs ...
"but now its always 105... no matter what.." i would say "dont be a utopian mad person like all these frauds of their world of 'toxic positivity' [ i will find the link to that book again soon even if we walked past it yesterdusk]... ... I'm the most utopian fool ever extant but there's a line...."
Anyway i have only one OTHER regret to https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2025/11/who-on-earth-are-you.html
which is that asking Former Sovs - one and a half... being the half her buddy maybe ... " so we all know about The Painted Bird... by a truly revolutionary and simply genius Polish writer clearly with a heart, who did change the Western 'counterculture' a little... many called it their bible back in the day .. early 80s... so that has 'roadtrip' format ... but do other, say Balkan cultures - their books and films, have the road trip as metaphorical model...for of course exploring whats back home and inside the homebirds..?" and sadly all i got was a sulk....
But i would still like to know.
Now the ONLY thing that matters daily is quiet.... and i have my territories perfectly mapped out...
how ever....
ohh yes the only other thing that matters is i didnt even get it in yesteraft, or morning " as Neruda so wisely said a conversation does not begin until we have been speaking for at least an hour.."
I know the afterone would have smiled a true sincere smile had i done that usual hatecrime
line
(to the ubiquitous "im so so so busy" English...) of a sentence on her...
And the way she filled me up I'm STILL in a terrible 110% mojo state
which is akin to 'love' as i am very very very prejudicial on that one - what it is
(prejudice to continue soon so many are in 'drafts' still to add to a bit then [press publish even if theres no point.. except my mojo which i was able to share at last with ONE worth it... " get doin' a Pru..." i know she listened...and i hope she will...and i never lie " road trip to go get you a wild handsome Peruvian mountainman ...or even finer smiley Bolivian bloke... and in return you can ...[censored due potential ...well i know she would... and surprise must be the element...] )"
Anyway....
now as i meander ... as she said " i just speak with anyone i meet.." what a perfect one! And you can see the cure in her eyes...
For a decade nearly...
I say " one third of the time i do causes - EU and eco the last 13 years almost full time, one third of the time he-human jobs, tough outdoorsy NO safety equipment outdoors work any human can do but the women dont any more, they waste their energy on showoffnags or nagging but never help the bloke hold the post as he's whacking in HER horse's fenceposts... one third of the time i try to write let-go fullsomely.. one third of the time time to walk and even be at the sea where the quiet coves are... but as regards items 1 2 and 4.... obviously a play on words no English can get any more (as we let the yanks in having SO much power - soft power on our radio - radio 4 must now be almost 50% YANK SMUG EXPERT CONTENT ALMOST ALL FEMALE.. acc cap even if it needs to be as really i have catalogued 15 years of this, their creeping in*..and running the schools even... and yanks cant allow words that may require one to have to think as their only setting is if there isnt an immediate two faced false smile the interlocutor must be so hostile they need actually shooting... when a real human knows its the opposite...)
Anyway ... just in case i get shot now i have infact most unusually given my url to three wonderful women in 36 hrs... all as seemingly wonderful communicants and ... god only knows what
only one i didn't say " please i am VERY VERY quiet and keep only to myself and what i may write has NOTHING to do with anywhere local at all... but ignorant morons will assume its about them so my pages are just for you.."
And me not saying that to her is obviously the greatest compliment in that for some reason i felt she was.. the sweetest smiley human and totally trustworthy..
probably wrong ohh well...
Anyway i have little interest in this country as even ten years ago none would understand the following.
(the Pru-fan one i so adore in every way we even hugged reminded me - and its NOT her 'fault' it merely is change..)
SO a decade ago as per the Pru-fan, even if she needs a much better nickname in my head as i give everyone just friendly knicker ones... which she full well knows is: the most fabulous sex bomb of a 70plus year old ever ever ever extant... no matter what her accent.. reminded me yes of something .. that is literally everything.
A decade ago like her i walked and walked .. but for 30 years deliberately quite aside from the Prus and fans and most peeps... so few to speak with.
If i did my normal thrice weekly 10km+ circuit up to Herrock Hill via sheepwalk [valley] nobody... maybe once a year the mass exterminator badger killers (i would discover in 2020) would be seen at their no-planning permission woodland cabin... just aside sheepwalk hidden in the woods... so the Audis didnt glint and give them away...
Anyway ... sheepwalk has three largeish semi-natural (sort of bolstered by add on bits of damn over the centuries) many decade old lakes ....
Liars often called Rupert Martha or other ex private schoolgirl names like that who con radio 4 they are homey and au naturelle get on wireless 4 to tell you lies " my little grassroots nature saviour scheme is so successful.."
The purpose is only to be in the media saying these things..(as i told her she laughed).. as the data confirms: only gradual decline the last decade accelerating of bird life.. vertebrates just as bad.. 65 maybe 70% all gone in the last 50 years...
Rupe Marth Cammie all failed...
One of the major litmus testers is herons.. go and speak as i did in 2010 with lovely TRULY tight old couple Chris and Rchel who quad around together still in love as they have a hobby of FIGHTING also for the rights of nature not to be shot by hooray Henrys on adjoining land...
Anyway as he said to me (lifelong but very worldly farmer of upper Llanigon in theory away from the invading Henries below)
" twenty years ago if i walked up to my higher fields at dawn there would be at least ten heron sneaking a quick fishing session at the brook that is one side of my fields... the last decade i rarely even see one.."
FACT
i trust Chris and Rachel as she also holds him to account not to bullshit which is what a helpmeet is for... and vice is versa..
ANyway ff me up sheepwalk i would notice from about 1km the one and sometimes two heron that clearly lived there would spy me (they are so so second sight - the REAL 'animal spirit' version that keeps them alive - when mad false shamaniac so called nature loving fat townies invade their hills and leave bits of toxic plastic cauldron all over the place..) " buggers its as if they have radar vision... immune to even my not very red indian stalking..."
Anyway feeling sorry for myself just a bit over the years though never showing it or EVER saying so... i neglect THEIR needs. The way nature and evolution works (even in small false 'nature' loving smalltowns like Hay in wild places the babes mainly run off to be closer to Harvey's Knicks....so its at least several blokes per available fanny ... which causes sourness and sadness maybe even Gayness? ) is rules of resources ...
available fishies when undisturbed by nasty 2 legs.... hardly any
" wow its my lucky day i know i am going to die tonight of malnutrition if i dont spear that one minnow left in sheepwalk lake..."
ff a few mins
" but two legs is more likely to kill me- i see him yonder he thinks he's sneaking round me but im cleverer... so i better bolt into the blue and safety.."
Its last thought as it later that morn died of malnutrition
BECAUSE OF ME
nobody else, me
as i already knew how perilous their plight waseth... but my own justified self sorrow stopped me remembering ..always means most of the time
so... gradually over several years of (i never use the word 'healing' from nothing but mad torture of mad people...i start to think of others not just my own sorrow and most days would skirt well around The Heronry... as no matter how much i adore them and their squawk... they dont adore me... for good reason
(ohh yes wow i forgot about the v v arty photos of the dead one here i think maybe not.....soon.._)
Anyway its the same with...
Now as of 7 or 8 years ago EVEN in my extremely almost wilderness place i chose to be occasionally a Rupert would be around with his drone.. i mean once a year.. i lived in a region by choice of as close to wilderness Woodlanders romantic hermitude and peace and nature as is possible...
But even there one day Henry sent his drone nosing around..
Now to THINK and be philosophical one needs to be partly free of distraction especially if one wishes to write a tract to show up how the fat so called nature lovers who invaded but usually they run away crying back to Wolverhampton or Cheltenham (main base for hookers in W Midlands..maybe not a coincidence)
...and know what nature is: NOTHING... endless amazing David Att type fabulous complexity..but nothing... we may learn from as we have complex language unless English privo school ed... which caused a cultural construct which is in almost all instances stronger a force than most basic evolutionary forces..
In other words some fat bluehair says " i am saving the River Arrow.." in an age when one cannot say " ehh so is your chemical hairdye part of that saving, grace you also say you have..." even VERY nicely as i said to the true beauty yesterlunchtime but NICELY i like her..!! they spend the rest of life thinking of how to get you arrested...
nature does little to assist knowing how to be...human..and i know as i have spent years communing with it alone in wild places...
ANyway back to what matters - as maybe just one fable/metaphor..
Yes there were genuinely innocent times and nobody should go back years and whip their own arses (what the hookers of london say is the main request from English public schoolboys - i did a chronicling period with a few of them a couple of decades back when i decided " no way ever touch an English oner again.." as she yesteraft agreed with me"!.. incidentally meeting the most honourable woman by far i have ever known.. Jasmine..i will never forget her truth and honest honourability...she did prove was not just words.. the last time we met maybe 17ish years ago.. " god....you!! fuck me! ohh yes later..... what an absurd coincidence its been years.... ive just been tellin the last client, about the first time we met that so perfect lovely afternoon when...[ story more valuable than Antigone and Sophoclese put together] and we laughed so...".)
...yes so i only accidentally had anything to do with machinery as a young man ACCIDENTALLY... nothing else to do went to crop sprayer school in South Island NZ when we didnt know it was truly apocryphal but never took that up properly (too dangerous in fact - death wish stuff!) so ended up Banararamaing around in small charter planes instead and humanitarian heart transplant etc..
i AM the only pilot EVER in the world ever to have handed back my commercial license
... when my daughter was born and only because i knew a parent would never want to away for even 5 minutes from where their kid is if real parent and also i knew that higher fuel consumption per person of smaller planes meant that whole thing incompatible with her future... period. THE END
even if slightly allegorical in the way i may say that in shortcut language i just didnt renew things never got in one again and second best decision of life ever
Anyway to the point - not really 'privileged' at all as it was a funny old world of honour in fact and most pilots - 99% in fact... were from pretty humble background... a career a bit like professional birwatching...and most pilots just as socially inadequate...
But if you have something that buzzes along at a few hundred miles per hr and do in fact as charter pilots (fancy taxis) do especially if delivering parcels, have many 'dead legs' - empty plane, then theres always the temptation if over lovely remote places at dawn as the sunrises alone coffee and fag and a bit of Barbie on in the walkman..
to drop down and skim...
and yes its the second most exhilarating and being part OF nature thing one can do... belting along atop sanddunes or treetop at 2 or 300 mph...
I did it a lot....
all over the world....
around extinct volcanoes in the very nasty drug addled [whiteman i mean] West Indies... Alps..Pyrenees all over..
Northumberland one of my fave places - the Cheviots...
But that was then... when there werent many planes and far fewer of them would get off the beaten track.. most were neurophobes who were too scared to leave official 'airways'..me i lived only to NOT be in the airways
And i am quite sure someone dawn walking in woodland or even the one time only i buzzed a girlfriends country pad her neighbours would have been
almost enlivened by seeing such a curiosity above...maybe once a year at most
As her... my my i am jealous to have been in small spotter plane low down on THE NAMIB...all my life the ultimate dream...
THE one place i wanted to go..
But its almost as if she had been there for me...
And not just growing up but in fact being human is a changing cultural construct that the Ruperts and Cammys... now will never know about: " i stopped... if someone gave me a free learjet and the whole of Namibia now for a whole day to play in lowdown ...i would not.... not even if...[other one and only dream]... no... yes.... i was lucky not that we knew then....i could do that when there were so few of us it was no real disturbance to the quiet country lovers ... but now the S coast of Cornwall just one example is ruined by hundreds of Ruperts with their fucking drones... entirely unable to think of other humans.... and yes the girls are on that gig too now every vanwoman filming herself gotta be in a WILD place from her drone... saying NOTHING!...stop.... even i did.... yes i had a turn but sorry..it was just a twist of time..fate...if you all do it now theres no nature or wild left ever again... "
Not one now....could even understand (so its over as even thisterdawn proves so so quiet,a byroad....a mad woman testing her rally vehicle with a convoy of accompanying vans so loudly for hours!..back and forth full throttle.of course she is entitled..of course...she has a 100 grand special version and special rally stickers.. she will likely be planning or training for some special 'charity' challenge across a desert that doesnt need her to challenge it to shut the fuck up as its always quiet.....of course she is entitled i am sure the few houses along her route this morning - well at least a dozen spear out into the hills ....all say as the selfish cunt awakes them all from 630ish ...and if any local sees i have written this as her team doubtless spend hundreds in the local pubs theyll stab my types at best... thats what the countryside became... their hooray Henrietta even now.. playground and they dont even know that noise and antisocial behaviour ....doesnt just come from underclasses in council houses... )
BUt i know she would
right SUCH a diversion so many draft bits to get back to for here now no more wonderful diversions...!!
full time ignoring everyone..they ignore me even when obviously suggested to them " i DO of course have so many stories for you to turn into magga bucks art attacking the rich peeps who fuck the environment far more per peep than the paupers....... and you can have them all for...free... "
*
Now i only put that short title or page search word for future ref as REALITY is i am always full time from 0530 every morn and there is so much shit to come down his brownman (I LOVED especially when i heard THE great song 2020 the year our Lord brought the only last great brown hope... " Mav when i heard our joint dodgy God had hidden this thirty years..
the wordpicture of 'facedown with his head on the plate' its YOU..he had second sight of your beautiful smiley face drunk falling asleep in a plate of his own gastronomic pasties.."
) shitpipe... builder to the richbitches HE doesnt 'bite his teeth' when buildin for down Pasty Land.... he smiles and sucks their....
But revenge would be if only he knew....
One must NOT judge as despite judgin' me many a morn with extremely long texts of sermons from HER 'MOUNT' which i know they are and she knows i know...what a MONS is for.... (heavin')
And i'm sure i have tried the best line on hertoo....
"singin amazin' grace all the way to the Swiss bank..."
But she keeps coming back for more...a year now.....
I mean put it this way, if one lined up every genuine Serbian "warrior" woman (thats a point what happened yesterday Serbia keeps getting in the news - my pathetic small life is so rich too much keeps sneaking along and disturbing my flow and careful chronicling everything..later) and every single one screamed "ne" (you can use nemoj (informal) or nemojte (formal/plural) ... and if she wandered by the glorious South Afrcan (who is worth the effort the EFFORT she goes to sending me longest harassing texts in all her Christendom) chrétienne
if they were read out assuming they can "LISTEN" our recent text duelling they would all throw down their alms in disgust at the pathetic backfiring failed operation to be the most glorious woman ever in history who tries to battle off the advancing army of one...
But is addicted to The Crusade...the only one there ever was.....to the death.... or...
will the Trojan Horse ever get unwrapped as xmas pres i know she... wants....
" only if i can tie you up on it ...and you can DIY if you want to remain his bit on the side... already you are as deathcult erotic than any one ever extant....... "Righty ho now the ultimate giveaway is to give away danger...
In that evidence and supporting audio recordings ALWAYS protect as mine are so fuckin' obvious how dodgy all the incomers were....especially this crowd, of potential actual murderers (a yoga vegan eatin' deathcult of faceliftees -and their lift was broke many complained at thattoo)...but getting them out is so so time consuming of my only resource, time...to charge.. then charge
all for no charge
so yes putting up only PART of stories and all that is dangerous in reality but also the fantasy of any reader here caring and you will assume the worst... so i am self harmin' meeself to bein' prejudiced against as you'll assume the full story when they arent...
hashhtags to put in later payman cult
earhthworm
and a few more...
I was writing the above then ...
i thought i must have crossed her line last one out to her....
but even before 9am her on RB duty.... crusadin' against my seditious words that caught her knicks down as she well knows no matter what 'Peter' may have said millennia ago...to oppress babes like her....
... so so so much more thrilling, her sins continue - two new ones i discovered without a doubt to add to her big ten..
so i am late again in the schedule so many bits to fill in but i have to sit and figure which are here and which of many many more, not...yet
(but of two other subphilosophies one i always forget, the other: what you do NOT see is often far more interesting than what you do.... e.g. when such a 1000+ popular facebook friends bloke kicks the collection bucket in the church even HE was conned into joining as he was never Mister Integrity it seems... ... how come he only has ONE RIP on his Fakebook wall...? i am astonished...i dont understand....)
...judice"
a curious word.
"judgement before "
( ohh i found her... the warmpredawner)
Now...
My own worst ever instance of several years of knowing that that intelligent arthouse movie on THE list...will be only for a moment of total desperation
yestermorn i began to fully write up with research and pics ...
Not that one can ' research' anything i mean as the number one Chret said finishing my sentence " Tonkin" ... nobody even knows if that was the Vietcong or Yanks predicting even... why " even"? Obama, the biggest spender on new military industrials....
And i took my lass to see his black face on every Evening Standard, open on the tube that evening ... a quick dash to a bonfire in some brownerpeeps part of the country...
to see history
But they still cant say decades on if it was the Yanks self harming their own battleship so as to claim Mr and Mrs Winnish false victimhood
For a payout down the line
Anyway i know what prejudice is the real only version there is regardless of a genda...
when one is in the extreme minority of about 3 peeps, over one of my 25 km circle territories who are recognised as someone who will care and step by step attempt real " community" protection of say Titley Pool nature reserve that Horrorfordshire nature " Trust " just strim IN!! Bee season so any lost Londoner wont get hisher wellies wet in the summer if wandering the banks of that ok habitat
and dont care about the megga estate of multiple large SUV owners being dreamed up over the track...
fourt tesco houses ..
i alone got stopped successfully over a decade
as the landowner and her henchman knew full well may be the case... Even if i yold nobody nearby... as they prejudged my walking and ild bicycling habit down his track
as mad ...nobody else LIVING around the land ever got out if their motor
And thus 3 years i lived in fear AND the true hurt of not being able to tell ANYone about the gradual alternative scheme being pimped out way behind the scenes ...not for profit ever
https://titleyscheme.blogspot.com/?m=1
that did succeed in the REAL plan...
suggest to nice moaning trolls . . my payper neighbours in the cheapseat area . and bourgeois villagers... retired bankers that there is a MUCH more sustainable and Prince Charles compliant possible newspaper headline a few years down the road rather than " ugly development if 40 new Tesco houses opens to . ..one protestor in attendance"
" charles when not shagging the bit on the side in the side alleys of herefordshire in his caravan - fact, [ i have his monogrammed beermug my ex 10yrs back did a shit in it i have that too... a work of art... beermug from man who adopted said caravan a so called
' green' who had the electticcarshowoff concession at Hay festival 15 yrs ago... and then hung himself].. attended the opening today of a new super sustainable development in Titley and its going to be In his next 50 quid coffee table book "
so the poseurs of Presteigne can imply they care...
whist just stabbing the one gren in the area in his back trying to recruit them to do what their badges say...
which was a truly genius plot as one thing is guaranteed: suggest to a few slightly ( pretend) greenish incomers like Shaun the mad bicycling snob.. that that will get headlines never mind tell them its the standard moder ' solution' for decades ... find a compromise - fewer more we eco balanced homes
they will try and recreate a new version of the wheel their way... all hate each other fall out and thr land will not get ' developed'
which i made a call thistersummer to the land agent back In old region ( recorded i dont lie) and heard still not a brick gone down... and anyway only a few granted pp...
i know several want me dead a decade for that...
for not being bourgeois tarts ....
so i know when i am prejudiced
to be cont
so much to do to finish off first draft
and why Winn R... is a victim of sexist bullying next, no skit .
.but when the sun peeps as in now ..
walk!!
no walking boots or gear i see us totally compulsory here
( how curious she didnt gave her own yoga mat.... i hope she liked JP .. im a nasty cunt .. just to attempt REAL belly laughter which is as rare as a happy middle aged 'self realised' woman in these parts..... ohh guess why only DOing stuff for cunts you are prejudice against like the trolls if Titley who one and all are waddlin loonies and their junkie kids.......makes you an itzy bitzy ... bit happy...)
Ahahhh as so often i forgot the punch line of the earlier few paras...
HER FAULT
Not Missblaming some entitled warmnight stalker... as its a free country to stop and stare as long as a nice slimmish one and as long as i cant see the yes...
And what a romantic predawn two atomised soul thing anyway i was midway through getting to the point
free substack made unusually yestereve.. whilst handwashing in the warmth which was just going to be a to-do list to share here but then i rambled on... as i need to get all finished now by boxing day
And the meaning of a "centred" life is to be able to have a lovely late afternoon half hour nap even on a high st even if high but so low in the unfacelifted count its daft and ("as long as i can still do that..") awake second dawn at 5pm in fact cuppa coffee only ever on awaking ... a second new day splendid stuff always works i think only 'centred' peeps know they will always get their nap in even in Hell-on-High which i a weird way i really like...for one day a week maybe two at most ...but it was so close i so nearly gave her my website... so glad i din't.... even if she was worth my time ..its so important to be 99% incognito... they hate thought in true Source places...
ohh yes so i was about to write, i diligently watched Moonlight (2016) when it was released though by that time in fact 15 years refuse to pay ever for any crap films and it was available on some pirate site ...anyway i think you could almost blame it for Trump 1 it was so dire and cloying...
GREAT homo or whatever else art has been around since i was manipulated into being coercively luvvin Frank indeed without one smallest bit of phenotypical constructed gaybone in my bod....even now.. GREATEST ever art gives my bone a twitch ..now still....just lookin' at a true artist
whom in about '74 i was criminally made to sit quite close to as he pumped his stuff just ion front, in the Chelsea theatre... and he never traumatised me...
because you knew genius - the real kind....
Anyway i was just about to jot when disturbed so poetically i mean talk about a paradise region - 50km radius of even the most enthralling, fabulous almost vampire-sexy-witchie warmpredawn watchers...
nothing gets me out of the 'zone' once i start at ten past wakies.... but she did...
So yes to resume before i was so thrillingly coitus interuptus...
So yes i was about to write: I doubt somehow and will eat my £1 charity shop cowboy Toggi necessary for solo man's work in the 'weather' even if lots of the girls have them too, to merely pose in.... if i am wrong, that in 1000 years there will be some historical annal about a song that millions listened to on loop for decades about some bloke called Larry.. written as lost love song ..by say Chiron from Moonlight fame...
And well all the unsayable things that i have a way of the lastish year getting fine even if UKIPPY women - scions of the community.... (even i wouldn't publish the latest Suzi chat where she was very sneery of the trans ... they are SO obsessed with and it really is rather a lot of Reform especially the female contingent.......and by the sound of lastereves so interesting Moral Maze fuck put a bet on... they gonna win!
its it....
and you cannot have it both ways....
It didn't even work for my one god Soccers.... well lets put it this way the problematic woman whipping Dickens or whatever his Missbehaviour was had his Sydney Carton go to the big final stage to kindof prove to his lost true love he was more of a man than Ive ever been or whatever the only great Dickens line is...
i mean basically swapsies..
Whereas we didnt hear of any of Soccers little boys habit...come to his rescue... knock the hemlock out of his hand and say run away with me this is all silly prostratin nonsense... lets go play prostates and forget about all these silly fat other men
I could be wrong of course.. the way the BBC demand on demand, everyone's gay .. as does EVERY middle aged quite senior lanyardist ive known for 15+ years...
bet she wasnt thisterpredawn the way i could feel her piercing gaze through my windscreen ....
And at least 50% of my education which was from 30 years ago the Afternoon Play... has been unlistenable to for 3 or 4 years as it seems compulsory to be gay...
or the various other markers of what ('vulnerability' of course and as a truly dedicated counsellor for virtually free, for a decade of really fucked up the backside state-harmed parents ive never met one.... ) i no longer know...
Anyway we can't talk about any of that.... quite uniquely in the UK...
(ohh yes a FAR more important one of them in the pipeline from yesteraft and he even called me back! The Chret number 1 that is..)
vaious things need weaving intoa sane seemin' stream now..
All from the last few months then back to the spring of what a glorious summer and spring
Ivbe been full time at this for 9 months
But the bizarrest of tricks of the night....when in midsummer no time to type or do much here at all.... i have 4000 readers many a day...
And now back to average 400 ...
which is a clear sign of all my efforts are so hated its daft...
But then..(to be cont)
.. i could write a whole book about... and so want to meet the owner of the left behind girly van i park next to... here..one night a week... at 530 in the warmdark... sat in my reddle van like Digory except very clean .. a solitary warm candle lights up the clearing peeking above the dashbord lighting up warmly thr occupant within bust at his chore this ... a woman comes by and stands only a meter away for some minutes just barely visible silhouetted against or is it ,'by', a distant streetlight .. slim.. 40 ish by her posture and gait ... quietly sentinel or spy . who cares in the predawn warmdark we are all one... but she too shy to make herself or motive known .. but she had some reason to linger ..welcome friendly voyeur that warmdark one ... ]
The Great though rather flawed Mr Hardy would write just like that .. stick in his little snapshot ' interludes'
that made sense later on sadly i doubt she can....
anyway yes sadfact that he virtually disowned his own pretty hood books later on in life ..but then when age 17 whether made to or by some teenage kink he was sat front row seeing an attractive woman in her prime hung to death .. well its going to warp you a bit...for most of life
and i should disown my finger jabbing dawnophone as a fine ascetic thinker turns IFF all apps and all ' auto correct' bimbo enhancements which merely dehance propper poetical wordplay ... but the fucker still auto changes SOME words and and also doesnt red squiggle obviously nonwords like eg dog if misstyping 'dod' it leaves un squiggled
so this will be full of horrid seemingly madperson errors not my fault ...
as a madperson cant even deal with one line of clear english about a return of a very ill free laptop still in warranty for one week longer .. ( ahahh but where from? later ..i earned it bigtime! as the chronicles will prove)
as i nailed it.
At last even though as a full time vagabond nobody would ever know...
And once lived where the poor vile mummy's boy and well known sisterfucker actually ' romanced' Lady Oxford and her 17 or was it 14 year old daughter at the same time ...
.....according to Fiona's biography of mad bad him.... renowned as the best book that hot to his heart n soul ..
but she didn't even speculate if said Mrs O ...knew....
well ....as there were about 100 slaves in attendance .... and its for sure one if them will have been her private backrubber...and spy...
you cant have it hoth ways ...that nasty Italian habit....
anyway its so sad i cant get to photos of that so romantic place ....
Esther locked away too...making up stories of vandals ..
after i had to sleep traumatised for seven years only 100m from the scene of his dastardly deeds .
and hers
Anyway.... i would bet my £1 Toggi cowboy hat, actually occasionally necessary as a part time Woodlander in most weathers.. that in 1000 years some wikkipedia oops that wont last..if there are jolly good history books not post 'modernised' for girls who weren't daddy'd into truth...
"god" will get a rightful write up along lines of ...
well he was always a bit of a creepy type the peeps never warmed to him entirely... at least he never went and hunted badgers playing with them as they died like his 'honoured' buddy... who never recovered from the addiction of being loveable..... and told so so often.... but then 91 at his Albert Hall ... whilst Serbia is still refining the homoerotic marching song for future titting, after the first tatting genocide of them delightful Croats next door... someone resentfully went into his presence .. and well before the moment of the old girlfriend song came on.... well you knew ... well its simple .. perhaps the other dead darkie part-time junky may have been equal over time ... and theres the other one from private school i have had to cancel as i didn't know he was a total Alistair Crowley first edition obsessive collector. .... and follower
anyway a bit like Antigone the fabulous 1961 film ... a modern upgrade .. that has never been beaten ( The Mong sent it in)... where its about two of em with issues ... and i dont think it was quite as black and white as modern history may now suggest ..
.... old Eric cannot be disentangled from milkin his old girlfriend.... a tad obsessively ....
i wonder what he thinks still playin his hymn to her 50 years on....
oops this is meant to be a a one liner in 1000 years
his swan song and major endless cash cow ... on repeat for decades... known for decades as The pinnacle of his godliness and why he was called ' god'
but you had BE there even if reticently to... hear the lacuna between every sublimest pluckin' .... of the strings...
right "morality" for them lost Hatesiders soon... yes we sll hate the word but sometimes there are no others that will do
( and impossible things to report. 0430 THE truly wise yank wiser than anyone here.. ... and lastereve an extraordinarily interesting Moral one .. but theres a sequence full time i am grand finale-ing.. loads .. already made but needs weaving together...and its BECAUSE of freeloading users voyeurs and general meanies that
i am more energised than ever every morning, always .. even her the one i thought could be trusted....
ohh yes and i think i have a Thomas More thing ..him of Utopia fame which is a very down to earth Universalist book... on religion that even the fat ex punk rocker turned bbc broadcaster turned to ... and it didnt 'save' him.. as you will doon hear by his own voice...from being his own criminal self..)
exclusive
not clickbait or for attention
only as i like real history even if impossible to find in britin books...
largely rit by sugar addicts which science does state many years causes real moodswing
and junkies often do use as last resort 'high' when theyve run out of dope..
and most junkies are very clever not dopes on dope just ..misinformed about one small fact
been one simplest incongruity
And that is unbeatable
( but as i told her " sermoned .."
yestereve at last a worthwhile diversion to forget the dullness of their deathcultplace... the time, all one hour of it flew .. i am the hopeful fool who once did something every single ' activist' said could not be )
Anyway on mornings as perfect as this even if all mine are
or 99% .. the post Charles morning a rare not so....
only the junky will do
And, now Sir, Badger Baiter...oops error... Badger Baiter MBE...says it all .
The junky hardly even shown... says so much
...i would do that
As it should be must be could be
and cos ( with these glorious multifarious territories)
i can
must not forget,
for example you have to look REALLY hard.. really look and listen...
To be told that.... 450 million people, i was going to say minus 70 millionsih on ritolin, 'lite', eg their manic conmsumption of even 100 quid cowboy hats ... or the full whack, they dose with their kids with for 30 years....despite it being un TESTABLE double blind randomised, on children...
you wont have heard that all 449,999,999, sane people - those of the European Union, the one exception being petit man Macaroon.... really did realise a good year ago that Ukraine should just give up the 'fight' thats caused a good load of poor dead silly young men whos mothers were too ignorant to have watched Deerhunter about how the buskets always get used eventually even for ones own brains.... if you go to war... probably a million when they get the buckets over there picking up the bits...
And all those 449,999,999 are ever more bemused as to why the has-been little Shopping Aisle is the ONLY one thats tellin' the corrupt little comedian to keep beggin' for more bombs and tanks to merely prolong... the inevitable next buckets full of more bits...
Really..it's not a joke.
UK alone their cheerleader!
Not even America gives a fuck for some years or ever really....
Maggie was the only one in Berlin Wall down abouttime those extraordinary few weeks afdter Mr and Mrs Romania got what wasnt comming to them but certainly needed shutting up for life...who said "no not yet" i know as a banker client of mine was there...in that room.
Boris the only one.... who even Vladmir told the truth about once ....quite clearly to Tucker - he didnt think just blurted: " the fat pigfucker said 'no' when everyone else was ready to sue for peace after a few months "
ohh yes and Glasto-Emily wanted him all for her own... stupid centre stage of morons cheering at nothin' as they never had brains to fry with their party drugs...so wouldn't know, reality.... just gawp at a TV screen of an uneducated madman who (cant even manage to say " blame our lovely sweet victim blaming - anyone but them....neighbour for selling half their campsites to the yankee missile companies, none of which are aimed at say Lisbon..")
And then doubtless the Britolite complex kept Gaza going to suit themselves in even more expensive suits...
So...any boat person staying here who cannot see that simplest 'pattern', well....
As, if ww3 did break out for the requisite End Times 17 minutes ... there is one thing for certain: no other country could be bothered with the big ones - well very few, France blessem always a tad insecure, too which is what 'gastronomie' causes as a side effect.... so any of the saner others, well, theyre hardly likely to be on the first list...
Even my old schoolfriend Pete the pilot couldnt understand...and he has a lovely daughter too " Pete nobody's going to target say Portugal... as they are too savvy to ever have anything worth 'targetting'..."
And he called himself wise...
full versions soon...
ohh yes the big fat dead guy from the BBC also mustnt forget him ...but i have to FIND the recording from 4ish years ago as theres a sequence....
and WHY Raynor Winn is a REAL 'victim' of heinous sexism... all in the can a week now...but i try for some 'grace'... soon.
And the better Hokum was always the one on the beach
Anyway so where was I...
So yes if she - Little Miss 'case study' really reallycould get into i mean deep down dive in ...
A 'road trip' even if twas to get away FROM her....
Even if she is funny when i get onto the subject of the FIRST Bongo Sarah....
Her 30 year best buddie...
Indeed i use Bongo babes as 'archetype'.... for some years.
God this lot here think they matter ....
Nobody does 'cept one..... and all them bongos bashed her once fine original mind in....
But if i could make her live when she only wanted to wilt die, and be done with herself (quite rightly)
Thing is.....
For 100% certain i was goi8ng to splutter and give up and not have my mojo left three years ago...
(especially THAT unheated -15 one)
never mind well before...
hahh hahh its worse than the first edition, Min Kamp.... i read every single one of his infantile neurotic precious 3500 words of Min Kamp....
And i knew before the very first that all it was about was the gushing gussets of Radio 4 wished to have him at THEIR boom mic...
They're too precious to use it for what it was invented for the sound of their own words being a 'vibration'' too...
Never mind every single and plenty married Gweek babes wants one who looks like this worst writer in history ever, ohhyes i forgot ...
Lets start there, soon...
Or in fact now
skip a paragraph
Now i don't know why this has been on my desktop for some months...well i do really this September gazing out it spoiling my view representing the Uttermost Vacuous fantasy one saw everywhere in the most one dimensional place on the planet - literally a cartoon book...errata that would require growing up so as to be able to read them...
skip to here: yes.. the rest from now plus above para was rit yestereve and somehow the imps helped this morn i was thinking of him... so you turn up at SHitcreek (officially - official sewerage spills closing it off a week later but bored nobody to talk with you try and save it for...them.. https://helfordriveraction.blogspot.com/ - meaning you point some locals at a WELL KNOWN tried and true solution to the vile solutions... and suggest " you could do your own...copying what WORKS elsewhere yes i know its work and you will have to put the 11am cans of beer with your kids, drugs and voodoo vomvom ayaerwhoasker bucket long enough to 'WAKE UP' but nobody else cares so you might if we believe your tshirts and bumper stickers..") anyway but number one true vile smell was indeed across the creek just down from the small bridge i would wash under a week or so loitering ... now any sane and grown up- person the first time they ever are on a boat about age 18 for a month with a congenital showoff man who bought his as he had a small dick and needed to compensate - just as with most motors. ...and anyway they transport you back to Narnia or Swallows and Amazons.. if you dont want to grow up.... so a grown up takes NO interest whatsoever in boats or the sea all his life...until her woodbench is spied... long story... anyway marooned up shitcreek without a paddle... one day he the owner of the huge houseboatee thing first berth on the way upcreek from the bridge wanders by for the second time with his dog and is engaged as he smiled a little... " hi ive been noting your big one whist i sit here writing my memoirs the last week [50 yds as the seagul flies overcreek] and doing some photographing emotive things... but i dont know much about anything nautical... like how you power your washing machine [clearly on every other day ] .. how the drains work dont suppose i can have a wee tour one day or just hear abou7t a bit of it mere curiosity......." of course means the next day when he walks his dog next to you he doesnt even acknowledge you exist...Nor his occasionally there bit of fat fluff.... weird world their world: every bumper sticker about 'community' and we are nice jolly seafayrin down to earth peeps.... against the 'state' ... all of that .... and in real life every single one a rude cunt with less manners than his neighbour who clearly was prowling me... and i was pleasant to her all 65ish years so so lonely nearly driven herself mad with her big one too i even said i could help sand it a bit for her .... talk about a rustbucket ...just for company...none of which matters really
All that does.... was yesterday
Plus if case study Suzi whom i tell everything, knew just how ultra always forever young i am and ridiculously healthy despite even her ... could feel could live with me the real fullest version with extremely lovingly-cheeky jokes even about Serbs and HER ex bestie Sarah ... she could live as stupidly long as every day i always feel i am just to bore myself to death....
(rit lastereve)
Righty ho..
if it wasn't that MY bridge over the best of atches, has been literally ramraided by some SWestern child driver and the road closed i wouldn't be here... and nor would this: ...
Now i have many poignant pics. Far too many but they are each for a reason. Thistermorn at LAST 'inspired' by a vanwoman, a grown up non-absurdist, 'howto', next.. though it may take some time....
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Now.. the pics are probably nicer than the whole load of film but this is merely FOR me...
fuck off everyone else to some dull 'vlog' about hairdressing
the ones from a yeaarish ago the very worse some other REAL woman told me...
https://www.youtube.com/@its_van_life
but dont as her evil twin, him, is ten times worse...
And all the rest have nowt to say either...
except the yank' recently found ....just a BIT of hope even if she's obsessed with her "number twos" so cant be in the same carvan as them ever....
ohh yes today
if Suzi knew...
how the 'road trip' almost NO machinery every day no matter what... has more actual energy than the best ever road trip ditty...
thing is....she wouldn't 'fight' cos she knew i won the battle even with...her......
VIDEOS IN HERE IN A BIT
what i do to get all these free vids up you would never guess...
(nor ANY "safety" equipment ever - thus ones six senses are all alive to every single danger, always, second nature, first, even their second sight one...)
oops i may have missed one or two all first draft
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Ahahh now THE two greats in one year... the other one has been in drafts three months....soon
