The psychology of simplest living, via my stories of many years truly simplest living. Real ones - not earnest or pious.
Ten years a landloper. Time to tell those tales, too.
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If anyone knew just how every SECOND counts Roar Tripping
BUt the genius line, from The Lineman..
is about to be made
...all time..
provisional showing of....
BUt theres a much better page to be made to go with this
to get all ten gig here, now...took every second of the last week (there was a typo "gweek" there... funny that as it haunts its always in the background, always.. the true version - that stole and paid back every wasted second for 1/4 a decade..) planned to perfection, pivotal or neigh...
then online forever and a day
and a man in the library changing his old shirt... performatively
a true artsit stuck behind her FAkebook HAtesville
beggin bowl"]
could possibly repurpose itself - i mean nationwide
builder society
of as the Portuguese say "for The English to see"
- rotten wood only, behind, that white painted picket fence
Right no time for even sprintin verse
as im sat behind their symbolic hearse
Tip.
I didnt really know even if i kindof
was divinely intervented a decade and a half ago
There really are ONLY two modes:
really...
no middle road
Either, mode 1 you've LIVED within their hell and damnation
and smiled at every incantation
of nothing and somehow then remove yourself
put yoursef upon the top shelf
incontinence dribblin
down every morn, graceful poetical words-have-two-meanings stuff
Maybe graceful semi disguised.
fictionalising the darkest cavern behind their eyes.
For their sake i couldnt care less
except thank the gods i found more by living only on less
but for that mode you have to have an undisturbed top shelf with nice reliable plug
and enough grub
and coffee too
(there being only one definition of that word, black as a Serbian
[oops i forgot the Redhead
she alone has got into my head... no errata those Serbian fillders 7 ot 8 weeeks ago near earwormed me dead
they are so genius ..
theres gold flake flaotin atop all my piss
takin, mistaken for seditious flow
of no hope nowhere left to go
Anyway there are two modes:
1 either you have 20 years of the best material ever all carfeully curated all still alive in my head
augmented by 50km a week Track wanderin..
in quiet (impossible to get almost everywhere in this childman swamp of iboat therefore i am
something i could never be in reality)
just forget one has to exist at the cliff edge
as somehow one has managed to bring in 500 quid a month
a hedge
against the next lost out-of-Napal
lying fake " i will hire you on sunday, you are special to me"
the witchiest of them all.
In other words fully and finally aside
in which case words can sanely and with orwellian bumsttuckness
head up his often
except when death is nigh,
sometimes flow
Or another mode
The REALLY no way ever ever ever can it be good for
creativity poetry or just quite good philosophy
daily... hating all humanity
well that which slithers in this pestilent Shopping Aisle
long ago known as one only of
genocide (Pilger books 3 - 6) and insanity
Anyway as someone who actually refused other than to have nice chats with ok women (the only one) to use the word 'art' .. the most overused in this language for certain
The word they could never use
as they could never imagine
(all these on endless workshops and studyin' it)
Is absolutelly so on the cliff edge
not a penny ion pocket ort behind the sofa
with which to hedge
any sure fire bets on whats next
or as usual another lying potential employer' pest
It really is the BEST ever mode of all
There is no middle ground... no sometimes maybe ok today i feel nice enough to write my next "film script"
or Tightrope ode
no mere middle of The Road
it really is
Thank you.... I didnt REALLY know that
til sirened two year'nago down to frankly evil, here
which no one will belive unless all photos recorded chats (most slagging off their dreadful fake 'activist' childart cartoonist BAnksy and even the rich one down south... just her and me...
and
many a film and photo of living on the edge only of
what would cause you to vomit real sick into this little screen ere and now
disgust
true edgelife.. below pondlife..
i love every second an endless sublime adventure without end
that in fact does create even better 'in the moment'
new (i shall argue no its NOT art only great literatiure (and some rare cinema) is art my definition, it must have noble purpose - cause SOME 'change' too
otherwise all must a pile of steaming poo
but i do have a decade of their steam...
in my camera too
but i cant do anything unless i am paid to get back to mode 1
and no one ever (except for one)
bungs a dime in but me a coffee
which for me increases magnificent
all or nuthin actual Art of Livin
sublimity
And every single word is there for sharin
workshoppin' for free
just you and me
and anyone else to mean to pop their ugly nose in all for free
but even bad writers of the 15th century
managed to scrape together listed 'patrons'
back of frontispis
"paid for me"
to have the odd Serbian black coffee in assylum sanity
But the very worst insult one could apply to ones so called readers is this:
Its like this, as ask a REAL woman - for instance any born in France,
40 years ago
" so what is THE number one rudest insult you could give another 'human' ?"
" allez vous en.."
which simply means no AI could translate: go away
plus a bit of lingua franca nuance every Frog is born knowin:
and you are the worst gaschamber inventor in history ever etc
Any British so called "reader"
(elf #1 get a text out to my new trainee fast, Reader on The 6.27 as i told her NO English can write ANYthing actually like affirmin')
IS like Babb's version of The Sublime
(2021) to me
as he wanders off to go and die of self indflicted misery
" it recreates itself every day.."
fine great he stopped me in my tracks...especially as i had found a frying pan atop the awful gold painted post box
as if...just for me
which nothing EVER is as i am an ordinary universal lost effete
BUt if one studies justa BIT of etymology
English 'sublime' is ohh my nature is a big grumpy thing that will blow away my (lethaly chemical coated) sexy little 'fly' tent so i should cower under her Golden rain...
and keep a Turner print by my dedside just in case
whereas the European version (as in the Polish Wznios... etc ... theyre not worth copying and pasting in she was sucha dangerous fake! poor lost sleepless lamb.. tricked me though thisterwinter at formerly best atcjh of all...)
implies LOFTY...living on....
(smiling in the face of their sour puss
pissy Golden RAin
herded dementia cats
sold all the nappies to pay for the latest mindfulness gimmick)
No matter what
Whereas my so called readers are just the English version of his " it recreates itself every day"
ehhh.... she got the line drawing yesterday in the sand: " ehh... NONE of you ever...youtoo .. none ever DO ... this....see my little finger has better things to do than get strokin' your buzzy one... it spent twenty years DOING things slightly over that line there...like had she kept to her word or meant one of them, bless her thats what all the Eckheart heartless scrambled words do to you, in muvva tongue or not..... i said to her 'well the young semi-adopted lassie comes to your pile of rottin' wood.. with mum 'n dad at war problems... i may be able to ...intervention...' nope never they NEVER ever follow through one false word to make them look good... and then its all about YOUR[pl] ..feelings... that always get in the way of ever DOing anything all the way through no matter what some Tolle-groomed poor lost lamb or cat. herding men.... feels... DOing stuff for the next gen...all that matters..real stuff "
OH yes no one ever says " you were right! whatdyerknow... even Labour are cutting all that ' my child has ADHD, neuro ....diverting me from being a REAL parent ...' gravy train cash...
ALL of it the best ever seaside "bird" told us yesteraft...
from the horses mouth... ohh you were right after all ... so called professor academic .of horses...Suz to Simon... 2020 or even still two"
I knew 10 years ago couldnt carry on
anyway yes ... the act of reading cannot be done via a screen so a book or ten needs to be paid for
and as any sane reader since about 2005 or 10 knows that ALL uk publishers only want self pitying confected vulnerability
(i have interviews 5 years ago within their den of genuinely evil thieves as thats taking away YOUR HUMANITY... Hay-on-whyinsanity?
because of THEM...
they wouldnt dare even reading something that may point the finger at them..
this is why
interview with AC Grayling 2001 me and im he is so thick he had never heard of Thomas Bernhard
because THEY refuse to teach im even in Oxbridge...
as HE parodies even them..
so called academe
and throughtout Europe he is well known as the true god of satire and true philosophy
Bella and her maginificent How to Kill..
merely a valiant photocopyist
of the god of, even Shakespeare knew
democracy's based on how to take the piss.
.
(in Thommys case, a bit too intellectually for the british gawper sallow bimbo face)
As i know there is ten times more REAL 'community'
never mind 'humanity'
never mind 'generosity'
never mind 'dignity'
never mind 'indignity'
(at the right universal real 'causes' worth bein grumpy about)
never mind not shittin' in your own Hatesville watersuply, disingenuity
(that a mataphorical, spceah figurative
for every single snide assumption
and overuse of boatcleanin liquid gumption
and fuck even she hated my free speach
as i tell every single one on every polluted beach)
Anyway watch out cruel world.... of truly so predictable princessly lost 'causes'
we.. the A team, know why, its all because
well, there are now in the 'can'
About a dozen of them
Merely archetypes
photocopied, uninvented,
malcontented ...
so simply magnificats
(i loved her "herding cats" thats widdow NAz
she's no bimbo spaz)
The ... well put it this way Houerllebecq no, NOT a "Miss Oh Jenny
he's so nasty about our new age sisterhood
must hate us ALL
write a memo to Herald Tribune and Rushbridgers rag
he must be smirched
[ besmirched a true legal term in libel slander
whats good for the goose
no we cant let anyone have a gander,
at UStoo so upon his dick tighten the noose]
and critique ... especially how he kills off his own mother,
yes we know avaricious money grabbin' old bag
but we can't have even the bleakest truth..
Interferin' with pour never endin' PR job
And as for him, ohh we tried....to depirch ST Bob
But actually good poetry,
saves you from the harridan 'community'
anyway ehere was i Sunday is NO MACHINES day
Ehh if going back ten years
even if twenty really
The true real tales were woven into a reboot
or part two of Michelles true genious Atomised
Real figures real tales
Real stories every word kept true
to type, and digitally backed up
Thrice
Fuckin ell he would get posthumous Nobel
(meanin' theuy killed his SPIRIT and sent him off to the drugs)
and
Rushbridgers rag chucked out
likely indigestible to even nest material desperate, mice
Ok so if Richard Tyce
thinks he can destroy the Tory Party his once home
(the concensus is The Green party should suffer the same fate too
But really it was always about one bloodstained
Manchester born,
inconsistent twin
that thinks it's too good for even the recyclin' bin)
and as The Guardian turned on the one last great white hope
(when Zoe the thengreat journo had interviewed him
for them...kindof... " he said i rate EU seven out of ten.. ")
I hope the BREXIT squeeze
And whole damn project
goes so projectile
in a last gasp manner
That someones clever enough to back me to have
the cross made of recycled Rushbridgeate,
rags on the last supper plate
hoisted upon Calvary,
So their Nige can touchpaper
both at once...
JC the second cummin
sacrificed upon the cross that 'suicidality' backstabbed himtoo
as they had no idea what loyal, means,
nor, were're on the same side,
of the borderline that separates,
us from you...
The modern, internationalist
with obvious checks and balance
Two sides only,
but why....
soon
Meanwhile back on the farm. At last the main "herder of cats" knows there was never any point. each and every one..
I had simply NO idea how one dimensionally all the same they are despite the rainbow colours of ever single 'individuation' of cowboy hatted 'manifestation' - i have a collection to show, soon...
How every single one is the SAME!
They tome, a simple oldschool student of good art, good books
good philosophy
(never mind psychology)
Know what neurosis fear and pestilent lack of self esteem
Is, always was always will be:
projected in a endless array of " me i am different!"
my style, hats, look, and swagger...
Their endless designer disguises
And anyone who challenges me for DOing nothimng ever!
off to the Assizes...
Unless....one has the RIGHT '''allies'
If only she knew...
Just how slightly wonderful some of the PUKKAS aretoo...
If i ever do get the time back every single one stole
Five years now
I'm not moanin'
(as sisterate MAYBE knows...
"every single one! ..material.... Empresses, new clothes.."
which of course is a figure of speech for every single one
addicted to staying in at home working on their
chakra, yoga, her 'energetic' light
dont go at and be REAL .. my poor little soul will get a fright
lost to the greatest ever religious cult,of they have some truth
when even a seagull knows never mind a spotty youth
its all just a game for attention, food and territ'ry..
but thats just between you and me.... as the slightest notion
they may be 'material' in respect of what polluted 'THEIR' ocean"
hahh hahh .. enough to depopulate the whole damn county via
mass formation insanity
thats already here many a year
and now i kmnow what happened my old gaff too
no hope...unless on believes in culture
to get swiningin' the pendulum..
and choppin their heads off to cork the sewerage commin out their bum
metaphorical figure of speech...
no other way i know of one day savbin' our paradise beach)
hmm im getting quite good at this awake every day always " i hate even being alive no point not one even has the smallest glimmer of real warmth within their distracted souls only ever carin of their little bourgeois comforts and what foodie nonsense goes in their gob... and certainly no point writing anything, and i am the olympic medal worst poet in the world... even if i rhymed labia with Serbia thats worth an assylum application waver surely . and i have NO battery spare to even think for one millisecond..i swear on my daughters life.. i just open and type meaning to write one ' look i am sane and need to summarise matters in one paragraph' and fifty non stop not even to think lines later
(There's a development - but noting will ever come to owt
She the siz.... noticed themtoo
The simply perfect dad and lad
February boundin around the extraordinary sausdade bay
and he;s even rit
a poem, bou it..
and even got it on wireless four!
good job no ine listened and it's still
hardly any of their bay
and it will stay that way)
Now, the super serious version
The sister act
(just borrowin'
Now, every single word for some years
(except to the sulkine, Fomers,
especially chief Hateside, siren lured me here ...
farming faux fey "community"
has a double duellist
no not non duality up Sam HArri's buzzy fanny
bet he wants one really
intelligently, takin the piss
Monty Pythonate, actual liminal 'spirituality'
duel purpose:
"I am DEADLY serious, if youtoo can ever be
one word that comes out your English gob"
nope as usual people pleasing so, lets wryly
play with words, on the parallel job
(of turn em all into an even diviner comedy
In otjher words, NO nuance simple straight lace straightface:
ok we ACT as if every serious word on the dystopia in environment/child psychologies
we care about, and want to INTELLIGENTLY message upon as a group, comes true. In other words every word that dribbles out of the side of your mouth as if the chicken soup in the stroke recovery home, was indeed meant and real as the sinews to be ripped off a meaty dogs bone..
but when it turns out it NEVER was.... we still have magnificent real material
One day to render like the machinery that picks up the slops from the abatoire floor
into so much content material we could start a war!
In fact there is too much
And 95% you couldnt make it up
But its a good job SOMEone is so absurdly organised every day at dawn...
NO matter what wry cutting sardonicism
comes out of mouth and even other rude words
ejaculated
not one moment is ever hated
Its all merely grist to the mill
No not Don Quixes, tiltin at em
We have at last a joint enterprise
or at least on the same side of the line in the sand
as there are on;y two.
And DOing stuff...means tippy toe over to that other side
not one ever knew they MUST be
To ever do anything in the society
they all virtue signal they hate
me its them i berate
Anyway serious simple word version: the accidental recording of the tale of two sisters. Being wonderfully 'light footprint' - having the same ones in fact, and sharing the same amniotic fuid thus makin' max use of muvva earth's limited stuff - wheen they should be sharin the same woodburner, shitpipe....and even maybe knickers..
My ohh my what an extraordinary tale of what society really is... she saves the porpoises
she the other decidely unconjoined
joins in in the exact opposite animal behaviours thats...
("but do you still LOVE her..?")
Just the idea of this unthinakble of movie.... is oscar worthy. And they can't cancel it for bein' too brutalist more brutalist than their silly brutalist..
not "kind" enough...
Not being nice to 'minor' ities
or only caring about small sexual deviation...
cos its already written up by the only ones allowed to critique
her copied DNA and whip it on its bumcheek
oops herstoo..
Anyway back to yes theres a paradox as usual.... (next post)
How sad never mind i realised that without tweakin' or Photoshoppin even the so called supersmart Galaxy (knobs broken) ... this one of dozens maybe one will come vaguely close to capturing SOMEthing of it....doesnt even come slightly anywhere close to the
well you gotta be there..
as with portraiture of the Sis for her 'profile'
It is impossible to capture real feeling or anything real
in any little machine
Saturday, 17 May 2025
but the MOST 'romantic' definition of all....
(in correct even though 95% the problem and the end of all decent non public school boy, real education.. and true liminal pagan poetry... )
the 'Byronic' definition of romantic....
or anti-silver spoon stuck up your tight asses
is only one of the record breakin' mornin' viewcount
has ever paid even one miserable little silver dollar
that's why.... it gets better.
Or at least less painful.
I owe no one nuthin'
oops thats a point...maybe we need to start there, the girl from the song...
" no bitch..[ not my word - only a word i would parrot poetically, they all say that of her,
and apparently even have a FAkebook group dedicated to whining about her in person using even more Nazi words, like NAzi..] ...... this is MY atch...."
never mind her with her little onion skin problem...
There we were.. two total strangers....
stood at near sunset on the 'romantic' - herein the CORRECT definition, place on earth
(i always tell 'em who's down yonder river HAtefilled creekshittin Helford Rats racin to the end of their vomit bucket con that's the REAL end of her earth as all that time frettin about the ayahhooasker spatter on your fancy Peter Jones duvet of course you have no time to fix the planet, too)
Within three minutes all her onion skin layers peeled open....
" i save them for a living... my twi she chucks fagends and litter near where they're livin.... "
" so do you LOVE her still... i mean we all know about 'twinflame' shamanistic ESP bloody, not 'you and me'
we..
are one"
The reward as if in the most The Sublime (correct version sadly the walking Pole didnt understand.. - its about lofty honour thats the original Polski ... doesnt say anythin' about hissing sourly and blockin' in the etymological dic..) Authentic, never mind best post-Jungian, actual true self actualised therapeutic a spades a spade
tell your truth
and hers too....
They came...
(i lie i keep an eye open, occasionally)
You could not have a more 'on cue' cue
in all of her, preferred, ("aww Leo in Titanic my real fave")
romantic movie history
Avctually like the far better movie whales of august
Bette's best
like if you were goin' to jump off the cliff
they came...to ...
whatever they will do
(and we even had the silly man in the background who thinks pasties are real food for real men)
And all the non existeratti with their so called 'hate'
If anyone could see the two long poignant photo shoots of two finest [nearly] Free "birds in my gallery..
Both in the most perfect light..
And that's just lasterweek
Anyway back to the real version, which is all versions in one
Even if none of
" ohh i accidentally gone an' got a REAL 'community' of actual wenches who admit their wenchery... never mind have been trained into REAL 'creativiity'.... i mean the most splendid self confessed 'tart' Widow NAz.. yestermorn blew my mind with a texted tartin' VERY good poem....was she being ironic?
weavin' in
that she couldn't write a poem"
all get sacked every other day
Even if in Sargent Major Surrey's case
Every other year
" for GODS SAKE !!! can anyone
be coherent into my ear
just once!
' message received, understood, will do..'
That's the 'pong' back to the first ping
but that doesnt mean one needs the
second ping ' great thanks let me know what you think
of my pongy screenplay'
ponged for a week or two
im not a times fascist.. oohhh good line the pissin'
troupe
pissin' me off their endless gotta take a pee
load of UNMINDFUL still not quite zen*, poop"
Anyway where was I...
OK i have to admit Liesel's fascist state
WIll now be part of the full roamin'
first homing
territory...
Because she changed iot for me... there is no super model in history that lingered so long
being so complimented by her gorgeous silver oxy thats
every filament
analised,
and every impediment
diarised:
" in about five years all that chemical ear to ear
about 150 quid a month for the posh tart version
pain and three hours every month
to their weird peversion..
let me tell you about the silver sexy slim superbabe i met covered in cliffedge porn-shoot mud
but when i saw her often, later
I didnt see her slimmer younger sexier face
As his BAFTA had bought her the expensive darker version
back. And ... i didn't even see: nope not her the one i liked was maybe 53
shes fatter much older.... yuckeee!!!
But then it dawned! the first one was super sexy silver SPRAYED ON!
for their fancy photo shoot. Something understood!"
Anyway with if required the perfect territory of the best atches of all in the bag.
now i can....
Ohh yes ... actions speak louder than incoherent inability to communicate
words.
TO see ...ok bless err...
At our office space yesteraft
a long session capturin' the side of her face
" luv STOP... that light, you look like you WILL live forever its Aphrodite has indeed chucked away the Hateside vomit bucket of madness potion and found the elixir of never endin' beauty for free
.. just ferkin hold it THERE... snap snappety snap snap snap [ yes a profile picture just for HIM... its honeypot time! ]"
" look... yes i did... [shuffle of paper] ... look i took a whole page of notes ..."
Poor thing has earned her earplug cash after digestin' my audio notes on...
IT
the first of three...
And i know its good..
" but this one... pimp that somewhere good.... and i am on it 16 hrs a day 8 days a week even if down here at perfect office ... because.... that 'ism' ... stole my lasstoo ism...."
However ... the problem with ALL fancypants is the truest real zen
i gotta get this 'zen' fixed or somehow understood..
Its when you are aside...
ok you want to be ..inside
one particular one
you've meandered through a week of MUTUAL BENEFIT... that ain't for you
thats the youmee vesrsion of its just COMMON FUCKIN SENSE
what she needs and hertoo...
cos i havent changed in 40 years and know exactly
the rules then and now
And ... if they have well their bladders suffer the con
sequences... mine is just perfect now
i accepted and knew a true billion volts on my balls and heart
every day a new jump start
its all a con every healin mindful 'KNOW'in ..
con
All that matters is ... a perfect pre digital 'moment' when
ALL that matters was will she or wont she
or should he...tap in
Is saudade was saudade forever and when they stop thinkin' they changed ANY
thin...
should be brought back into this time
all that matters here and now
And ignorin' all their bladders
blithers and inabilities to take the next step
A;; that matters is ... well... 'simplify... is still in one pefect song
Which we knew even age 25 was the enemy from within
conspiring to normalise and gouge out Siouxsi's eyes..
nope...wrong..... some things are perfect and timeless..
if only they stopped thinking
and start being
DEspite!
de spite... means bulletproof armour plated
inpennetrable...
and sadly it is a kind of...spite...
Not my 'community' tho theyve been whipped into not gettin' any sympathy
when another much wanted foetus ends up in the sick bucket
uneless, about their real feeelin's they write GOOD poetry!
It's ALL just MAterial...
and then as the only wise relationship man said, "there is commitment"
even to a neighbour not exactly, liked...
due the DEAL... the honouring ones word
down here, that's unheard
why theyre all so so sour ... even their 'realtionship counsellor' full of .. up tight
is different to spite, It can be cured immediately
" belief" ... still, the bottie line, is .. when the bee comes and threatens to may be a bee stingy ...
does one relax and accept it around.
Or not.. (she did ... with her hornet that eve.. she thought i hadn't listened - i hear every smallest vibration even then
.. and i have to listen to all the rest
squeaking and fretting at just a little bee.... the perfect definition of 100% 'belief' in ...SOMETHing... or not.... but dont monetise what it may or may not 'be'... me i smile at every bee even if it comes and sits on my nose)
(plus reference my ohh my all the new words about even 'time' on wireless 4 ... attention seeking over educated neurotic person has a baby so thinks a new form of 'time' needs to be wordified... and just knows a totally new paradigm has been perceived by her alone so it can go into another silly book that all the rest of the new mothers measure themselves against and cos they dont quite feel theyre in 'maialogical time' they of course fret..
BUT!.. especially ... well she, at the cross lastereve....
My ohh my, talk about proving the point and how extraordinarily ok somew of the locally born "birdlife" can be,....
" love... her me and Percy.... if I wrote your story into a book for-film..... no one would believe it.... so talk to me about it all into my recorder please as weve got a whole wonderful film on how the fuckeratti of the whole of it simply don't get that it's all personal choice and... personal... even if she's lost so do you love her?.... "
{oopseratti thisterbit goes with the video on how you've all fucked your planet bigtime for goodtime unless thirty years ago you had seen through YOURSELF and.. "no i don't need a very expensive new pan with teflon or even ..HMM this new fangled coating on a coat of Goretex ...i shall apply precautionary principle and but nearly nuthin' new."
.from my wotsup:
.yasmin note then new info if u still there ....j and i had a v v interesting session live recording the 'discussions' following on from my first audio i copied to u yest..
she even got stressy with me at start but it all worked well.
its about archetypal english woman or man really getting to grips with cutting WAY way back on....stuff... it will take 2 days me to upload the film..
doc attached but read my notes 30 years i am expert of all this:
3 million views in one day v v v good documentary about yasmins unmade nipper's future NOW.... BUT these bright eyed rather silly young men FAIL in their'we can fix it' mssg at the end in
noting and simplifying:
" ALL products posh and underclass have had unexpected negative consequences that got us to THIS critical planet wide poisining...all products..all!!!.."
but there are other just as bad poisons also!
1. pcbs as bad as these chemicals, mainly banned 30 years ago, last year was RECORD high rate year of pcb traces in environment, pcbs as bad as these chemicals
2. there will be other chemicals we havent yet researched and realised are bad, NOW used in manuf processes, also doing damage we havent started to notice.. til too late ...urgent ALL manuf processes must be far more carefully regulated .. a massive worldwide political job ...only good culture can spark that
3. there is ONLY one hope for the world: setting example... india africa pakistan iran china, massive growing lower middle classes ONLY interested in same apparent lifestyle of janie yasmin simon etc...
only setting example can possibly slow down their usage of man made goods of all kinds e.g. even fancy dental!, so that spreading of lethal chemicals like in this doc could slow down
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SC2eSujzrUY ])
" well i... if she were in trouble i would be there for her... but..."
The 'but' the most interesting word in the future of your planet
From the twin age 33 ...
but before we get to her we need to reel back 24 hrs to her exact agesake... exact sameplace
Just one word that questions their certain knowledge of their new words and overeducated..
" luv the Minsiter of education made a statement laasterweek that we possibly over diagnose your beloved 'ADHD' pupils in your primary eight hundred percent... thats not me saying that, not metoo... but i do have it recorded if you would like to hear a FACT: that she said it!... not me her ..or very close to top dog minster powerful woman same age as your [narcissistic buddah ] mum..."
.. in fact even the juiciest Lucys [ with her not so juicy lesbic loveratti doting on her every word] have been brainwashed that they are the victim of EVERYthing even the facts .... that everything in the ether can hurt them if it doesnt duplicate their perfect sybarite painted on smile
Learned in Bristol Kings or wherever else awful citadels of nothing... so called universities.
The true tragedy of the commons is that the 24 hours earlier...
she will be the minister of something in a decade or maybe..
("if you care luv as you perform with every molecule of your costume and look... join the council or have a ferkin baby... errata AND... or adopt if youve caught the lezzie fashion bug... free world you two look very happy bless yer souls... ...as values are in general inherited and petrolheady chavs have many more than us so called goodies..")
When the lastereve 24 hrts later exact same place..
will be nothing as she is a humble born n bred..on the WILD coast
That was MY coast lasteryear...
And been brainwashed that she could never be as smarmy smiley charmy confident as the South eastern lot who stole EVERYthing espwcially the best girls at uni... and all the REAL esteem, attention, and option...to be a Tory just like their mums
But she is however EVERYthing...
EVERY...all
you could not make it up:
The super UNsensetive full on pukka marine biologist protects them dolphins from the fact that you are too cunt to have taught your children to turn the ferkin plug off at night and thus all these new unnecessary turbines are needed to despoil everything... she in charge of figurin of them dolphins are fucked by em or just about tolerate...
with whom one can discuss everythin'..
" i disagree, he is my hunky fave, i juice up at every OTHER leo...but Don't look Up made me so depressed as feel its kind of true..
" i agree every molecule matters oops you know of some that even my bosses couldnt care about..
"so.... can we use it?
The story including all your stories....
The twins.... one conserves every ,mollecule even took her own special little ashtray always in her handbag..with her if goin' out to the pub, or beach party....to collect her roll up dog ends.. the other chucks hers in the water... beaches... National Trust land...
The one who at the party in Bristol dumps her litter aside the bins fiull up...'ohh someone else can pick it thats what theyre paid to do...'
And all the other brilliant stories.... if i wrote them would be accused on Miss Ohh Jenny personal hatecrime...
no one would even believe.... truth stranger than fiction....
hang on i have a better idea.... you care... you care about Percy you care.... you just... write it yourself... we'll get you mainlined into the story factory with that one its so good...and no one can troll or even slightly look sybarite bitch... 'you cant say that' because every word is true and about the one every otjher person would say you have the closest conceivable human loving bond...at bleedin birth... hahh hahh maybe your mum lied to you and she was adopted and added to the pram to trick you .. two fer one in case one goes bad.... as she did...
" ohh and while we're at it... all my loves...well even the one over there the only reason here... the only one.. but a subclass of flirty interests while i wait.... ehh they ALL hate me every single one.. they REALLY do hate me....as i get UP WITH THE LIGHT... thus saving yet more planetary resources lighting up the dark and being razor sharp even today at 0500 first one.... that intimidates every single one of their sad little souls...god your twin she would probably have a hit out on you if you could make that last final tweak hahh hahh..."
and then half an hour later as if to gift her the big one for being her..
" i dont usually bother taking much notice of your NEEDY sea... i spent half the summer Pembrokeshire with my lass anyway ten a penny there...ohh i forgot Gweek bought half of that coast too a decade ago so i bet theyve all been BBQD for drug festival kicks...
Nope i havent seen any yet....."
the smiley sybarite the lastereve wouldnt get in a month of ministerial jags
only truth, earns, real b eauty
(even if i dont take films of tourtist stuff so ehhh... harldly bothered focusing or capturing)
And we especially know that Albanians are the slimiest
(this is now dedicated to Liesel the siulverfox supermodel from the worst place of all coastin' along.......whom, moved closer.... as i told her the Mary MM story... . and i cannot lie " i really did think... 47... 52 max.... and i trust you, you wont get me done for Depardieun thought crimes if i say yours really IS the sexiest of them all...")
And every single slitheratti who slithered over to The MArches if she couldn't afford an awful love shack down in London-on-Sea
for her to fall in love with her real 'self' again
in her mirror just it all day gazin out at me... mee mee me...
Themn one cares not for beyond all hope.
But Liesel my ohh my....
" chuck away the yoga mat babe... only thin' wrong with you fuckin sexiest real Harmons HAirspray
model on the cliff
look at min... 20 more km a week on average ... even Nicholson,
would be jealous (of mine) you just need maybe an inch on this bit
but hush
dont tell 'em round her4e of our subversive anti hairdye movie
starin' you...
yes a bit more and you get a super sexy one like my tush
and half of one off the midriff...
ooops that shouldv been rhymin under the cliff
i dont go under cliffs for any reason except for
Fridaylast
ANyway... " ehh you Mister Starmer rather presume...
we Albanians have a relationship a loyal one with our Iti
give-n'takers next door..
all the rest of you
it's the difference between a committed marriage and 'love'..
It's amazing how many times i can get figuratively into clifftrack chats the word "drown"
And now them NAzis... twenty six..
He gets it
" drown em all.. your tyrsutees and bosses.."
Which of course is all just a figure of speech
i wouldnt let ONE anywhere even near a beach
Doubtless can't go out without chemical pollutants
Words you will never here said " ex husband... or even 'dad'.... you were after all RIGHT..... thirty year'n ago stopping buyin' ANY new fabulous new products as....
all of them may have a little gremlin
within....
especially if from Peter Jones... and some poshtart'as sellin' it as
the borderline between me and you
you underclass ungortexed and cheap uncoated pan, ..not quite as good as us
THOS NEEDS MY CRITIQUE WITH IT TEMP INSERTION
only cos he gave me the data " even here QUIETEST REGION OF THEIS PESTILANT COUNTY... OOPS ACC CAP im part of the bugs n bees monitorin group... its ... still....NOT good.."
his lovely look saID IT ALL...
THE HISTORY of environmentalism in 3 sentences (as the civil warring English family maybe are discoverin' - i started it of course ..it's called REAL tough love..i do... in a sisterly way... one who makes films with me about shetoo... it was metoo too...)
that bit doesnt count
To stand up even against the NAzi Trust using Roundup Professional in Cot Killywhatnot valley lasteryear you have to be in a solid committed back watchiin' and backscratcin' couple...
solid..
fact ... singles are ALWAYS picked off or undermined {see sentence one as the memoirs went to a new extra dimension over and above the normal at least 4]
And no green will even TALK about intergreen relationshiops as they all think lesbian marriages are some new found pradise when the data says that they are far shorer than tne average
[context i am allowed to report ONS data when i really have decided that only one pers.. them... did his geious word pictures, actually better than him]
nOw of course what 'happened' ohh i have a decade of data and films already made about this...- seeing all the i cant even remeber what they were first called theyre so snakely theyve escaped my superb mind...ehhh...... oh yes ' lifecoaches'
had to join the arms race and instead become !'relationship counsellors' or even shmanic ones..
so as to avoid being (LIKE ME im starting a union i have such kingly enthronement creds)
a cleanin' lady...
But when a mere Albanian can whipe ALL the germs they became away with one perfect sentence....
Italy and us a committed MARRIAGE... us and all the rest [of 'you' but im sure not Starmer that would be a real brownie point too far] just 'love'..
(day before my days are too full i forget until i catch up with many notes and audios and vids..)
Meaning of course there is only commitment...
all the rest is just butterfly brained bullshit
BUt i am angry as now i discover the ONLY great relationship counsellor of all time...
wont be having free holiday camps for assylum seekers...
And its gonna be merely Serbia or Crioatia selling theior beaches to the fools who wanted to get here...
well that's too much
Unless....
I mean even a Frenchie the kinds de l'amour couldn't ever5 have reached that level of god like "art of relating" is no art just a simple one word
THos lasterweek things... did evolve...to a 'new' level...
Soon.
oh yes dont judge until several really key lines i have looked to see if i remebered to get them in..
this IS 'all' i do..
duel purpose with jhaving gone into super fix mode..
just cos i can...
But i have disc overed that Imoan she is a poet, too...
And i know one thing.... she will be the rudest but best one in history if she can be tied down
" look tell your judgey cunt dad [owned my ass].... me and Cecile
Le GAl....
[her of the
' ferkin Touraeg black men in perfect swishin'
chifon or whore traded silx...
stage afront of us...
The Guardian would be in woke 'they are gods of the bajo' paradise
eleven stars Trip advisory
out of five
' C'EST...un... SPEC...TACKLE....UHHHHHH! "
The greatest spittin' hissin babe of all time
(this is not a good, perfect actual critique)
(who had spent two years screwin' arabs as research for her academe..
well ive spent 21 years screwin their
victims.... or sometimes lowerin' myself, to
the 'spiritual' elite
who on seeing the Essouarian Touareg gig
would Gram or tweet
not wot Cecile alone did )
the opposite of the actual truth, heartless Disney in a terndy efnic spoof
of what real culture is and always will be
Real and in the, now...
the dangerous version of it.']
she coerced and flirted her way
toleading me astray
onto her special peeps elite
'only the in the knowing elite are allowed
where the creme de la bud
swelters in the Riffian heat....
and that night we ...
just between you and Me
DAvid
smoked her actual giggle-juice vintage newbud champagne...
and i realised i was a man again...
dont tell your dad that's in fact why
for once only ever in my whole adult life
i do need a holiday
and thus will delay my return to his awful court
where at last i know exactly what to say...
i'll forward it tyo you tomorrow of the next day"
funny how it worked!
As if he had ESP..
do the exact opposite of what i did on pains of death, plea
Now if anyone had told me that twenty years on
even my super spontaneous texts
were soarin' with actual poetical sublimity
some fake top Touareg pospstar couldnt reach in all of infinity
I would say off to the infirmary
with you one way,
and pick a Liverpool PAthway
on the way, to
Be cont
BUt it really was her ...
Really...
Not they-them, her
I havent finished yet, in fact havent even begun
( what occured yestermorn, whats occurrin forever on.... the world wouldn't believe....good job i am so stupidly practical i always have my camphone charged and empty jut enough
but WHY didnt i keep it in hand ALL the time....
ok its a scene....
you simply couldnt make up:
" if i were you i would drop your trendy Nepalese look
pants here and now
URGENT .. i think the little buzzer
did indeed buzz its way up skirtin
... dont panic.. slowly now
ohh my god its actually there perfectly framed ...
(in this aromatic symphony ive never before encountered
even more dramatic and ALIVE ....
than.. busy bees all in their plastic laced honey hive)
Anyway when was this ...reprise
their stupid little prayerful symbol
Someone... as has i know happened so many times before
gone hungry because of these flowery dressed
To Buddha/ "all we need is love" daddy-fucked up whores
to what though?
At least California had somethin' to fight against
Hiding from what and whom?
behind their old age ....self obsessive?
good job i know the art of the weavers loom
I do not lie, as so many times before, someone has gone HUNGRY...
Actually 'suffered' ... diverted
made plans, changed days, changed counties
On the basis of their auto-self celebration
when in fact theyre worse than the genocidal whole Croation nation
put together.
Except of course behind their mojii prayer pokin' "community"
every single one is lonely and atomised, and thus in "human" to the point of actual insanity
ohh yes Ivry he alone somehow managed to have second sight
of another place... now...
only these artistic intonations
could begin to sum up the actual sorrow everywhere
(spesh her place too) ...
I had no idea how the 'alternative' - well it isn't!
This 'divine' ' shamanic' 'SPIRITUAL' "the answer is always only love"
Thing had in fact become almost default.
Here in Nigel's tea pot land
Not one, for their over the line
inhuman behaviour, hurtin' others can they EVER even ponder
is their fault
Good for me 15 years ago i named them and was indeed right
Teletubby land
Or if one were to be more accurate
(any actual good English 1970s-80s trained cultural mind, knew the TTs were a supreme kindof parable, update of Animal Farm, MAYBE... maybe their "Teletubbie adjustments" would lead to them accidentally adjusting the gas in their Teletubby-heaven chamber, to... " uhhh ohhhhhh... Tinky winky tipsy dipsy... uhh ohhh...we're all dead....
....Now.. "
cos Eckheart turned off your Power,
to undertsnd HOW...to be a real "human" in the real world of real peeps, reality..)
But i also have photographed many of them
Soon...
Ohh yes reprise
So i had no idea then....
vagus nerve, yes the absurd astrologicals
But new fangled iterations of all the same weasel wording on the ingredients
How this 'mind body and soul'
Of course theyre too fancy pants to call a spade a spade:
THE DEATH of them
dug their own graves as sure as ferrits are ferrits)
I read one line of MBS
Fromm's perfect wise title
To HAve or To Be
The title. Nothing else.
40 years ago!
Took me 35 to really get ALL the way there
All the 'spirituality' you ever needed
To Bea
Anyway my journey wasn't complete until really i had no idea how 100% almost everywhere this duff failed paradigm ...is, failing to even help rid them of unnecessary stuff!
Almost every single one
enthral to the 'spiritual' version of Mammon.
And EVERY single one
specially their hands clasped prayerful Queen
crystal clear as that first vudu mumbo jumbo
it really doesn't WORK...
so off we go.
(unless Sisterbabbs really does know
just how PERFECT our spontaneous film of IT!
rough copy first draft, is, for Now..
and forever... thats a lifetime of MY work in that several hours of perfect 'moments'..)
Is the sister BAbbscott at least gets a headache and
inner discombobulaterated
up her naturally no HRT needed
juicy one
(her words not mine)
almost insanity
Just, Being there...
'there' is universal.. was PAul's patch too
many years ago
Now PARABLES!!!
though not quite ready yet
Maybe thisterday was best
Never mind meanderin' MY track aftyer
(i had no idea and they each pay a thousand quid or so)
The STUFF
The Teflon don
't dare question me
MY stuff and fanciest showofiest stuff
IDENTIFIES
me
But meander their Rat Race track
LAnds End n back
a day or so on
My ohh my the stuff, plastic fancy and identifyin'
amazin' how much left behind
(OOPS forgot that bit as i...well it was me and the juicy one
as i was explainin' she looked up and noticed
[as middle of nowehere as you can be]
" look that seagull up there circlin's
got plastic accessories comin out its nose
the parson's one" )
But the REAL parable...
is in the day before... their adventure cowboy days out... (to about the best wild real bit of My Ttrack.. i fuckin looked after!!)
so, as the Widow NAz .. well she's been slightly brained
well she dont need expplainin'
how inadequate it will be
There is a REAL, sexy, hungry
far far madder cap
version their awful Salt PAth...
(every single one has read!
i can save a lot of time the sexy old "bird" librarian down here
("steinbeck, i would take him to my grave"
she told me the truth
" i flicked through it... as useless as an expensive pasty bag,
hahh hahh you're right, only rich peeps can afford them at
about a tenner for two
yes i agree fraudsters liars... you saw through!" [smileything, i miss her so, the sex on two legs older starchy, bristly, only woman who REALLY knows how to entice...
That day was it 1990ish... wandering Zagreb, looking for ..her...
A mad cap Road Trip based on only 20 minutes of her in London and a flight to somehwhere i had no idea what on earth it was but knew the [todays prices] 2000 quid every penny of it was worth it..
....And why...i was such a wimp... i knew then she needed rescuing/kidnapping/abducterating...
saving/ educating away from...from her RAmboesque " landlord" ... her almost his sexy slave...
But i don't blame him... he was just being what he had seen on his then-still-Sov, shitty tv ...
and the ultimate Road Trip song of course was only from HIS point of view.. gotta get back to her somehow..
Thats the whole of the last dodgy dog eared century!
Meanwhile the training course really does begin. No one is perfect ... and one can come up with the problem in word pictures, but the solution, too..
oppression is cruel TUTOR...injustice is a NURSE...
But there are multiple forms of 'oppression'....and we are going for the very hardest of them all...
The 'identity' of the so salubrious middle class English ..woman.. to whom of course even JAcqueline their once Queen
(you were either Maralyn of Jackie - so so true)
looked aside to, over the Pond... the whole monolithic style and ..
well its all in Bovary.. but morphed into something worse...as mine elves do know deep down inside..
NOT ME ..i am innocent Yer on 'herr...
i just the ...
'creative force'... forcing THEM to be who they want to be, but can't...yet
