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The whole week based around one nonillusionista encounter tomorrow
(tried and tested)
And even a perfect aftersbath...
This 'winter' has been too easy infact hardly noticed in fact i would rather have some long bleak stretches of my breath in front of my face half the day so i can moan on wireless 4 about that from Uptown Kiev, so wireless 4 can make a big thing about nothing and while they are attit not pointing out to you the rather superb commie system - still in place, of one central boiler per grouping of the eponymous 'blocks' - maybe a few thousand peeps, which gives free heating to everyone all winter long.. hot heating, too...
really so your Maggie may have made your life better with all that self and self this that and the other, didnt tell you that did she now
(audio in the can, not but obviously about thattoo)
Anyway a whole several days knowing where i will be at this 'moment' in bestestsignal for miles..
So that every little bit of the maybe-wave-function stuff that makes things sometimes work can be thriftily rationed and made best bang for buck to drive here, use of..And a BIT...i mean a few slightly standard choppy winter days ...
not only do these rediculous Doones get radio headlines and red alerts and all the national poor pity them...but they can't even ensure their phone signal masts
don't
definitely
drop out with a bit (16% increased i think in a decade the official stats ohh my thats a tsunami red alert ) of standard rain
But then..... maybe i am being punished by them fates for knowing full well there's utterly no point chatting to one ever again
Up in them hills unscheduled on the Worst Journey to get to best spot there's now hardly any signal
... quite by chance 110% mojo in the opposite direction comes along an actual born free doggie (i tell em i can tell if the dog is ok AND the owner from 100m - fact)
As i told her about her and hers...
And what an understatement.... not only born 'n bred at Lorna's gaff the less yuppie richtwat 'adventuring' touristy moors...
But...... " thats my dad's name ...farmer ...was the book one or two d's?...yes a double d, Farmer ... Ridd...."
Proving, what? I'm still discombobbed....
well she was 100% a saudade [unlike the dead fat welsh who cant ever get back their long lost hiraeth as they are too fat and drunk and anyway only ever sat indoors watchin bad soap opera lowest common denominator telly, thats no myth] - no question... i test the ones who show a few signs of being "human" immediately...
saudade means (you couldnt find online ever you had to George Borrow go with the flow and ask the LAST person you would expect to get a nice answer from, never mind intellectual and of the true vagabondin' troubadour soul) " Its not finished...yet.."
Fuck me she proved....
subtitle invid i so rarely bother when i USED to be mister neurotically PAperchase perfect in all presentation then i couldnt be 'me' any more due 2010 penury...and it was SUCH a relief not to be able to be what was always always me...
NO 'sponsors' like dreadful Cat and her buddy wasting fuel buzzing around europe vlogging to show off ..no ads... nuthin, except if you like thes,e ten times fruitier and wiser and always FREE 100% no gimmicks no angles no special places where Cat will tell paying subscribers her 'beauty' routine or how she trained her dull little doggie and pass on her dogtrainin' tips... or he will tell you where to get the best awful tatties... gho to https://substack.com/@ralphschism from the beginning, or start also at landlope.com a few years back - years of free content about how to get to HERE which is exactly where y'all say in person you WANT to get to but so so few ever do... and most in fact merely performatively fake it...i notice
ratherthan walking by and pretendin' we never met...
Now about the only techthing that fairdinkum is pukka is mobile hostpot tethering...
about 97% reliable - all i have...
And broken not-too-old samsung camera-modem only phone would be at that rate of reliablity
but one old thing dies - 300 quid plus to fix ... and you go to a new thing....
( a series on it soon) ... swap the sim into a truly tinny horrid thing even if leading brand - one of the forerunners, 6 mths old..
and of course... ahhahhh.... nope... it stays connected (mob hs teth) maybe 20 mins and then autodisconnects....
which in fact is potentially serious as in blogger.com - the ONLY app i use which is not an app its jiust a webpage ditto substack - i only use naked raw oldschool as they are simpler less to go wrong
anyway the only thing that can go wrong with blogger except it going mad and AI 'thinking' that post a month or so ago i must revise is not infact full of instruction to go and jump off one ....
but why i am glad i walked UP to it the Bridge of Lurchery...
alll will be fixed later
but what cannot be fixed is, open writing pane and start speedwriting not even stream of consciousness as no time to be conscious...
it bubbles up like the default sewerage out of the ground flowing into a Dartmoor NAtional Park stream (still there!)
and seems more sweet smelling than planned so push 'publish' so i can get back to walking....
BUT ...BUT BUT BUT....if it has diconnnected from your on line and is off it..
ahahhh it doesnt 'save' what you wrote since disconnection which could have been half an hour ago, and also doesnt let you get back to it by go-back-apage
disaster...
thats what the underclass have to tolerate and i am under even the worst underclass who waste plenty of cash on these so vulgar ugly tattoos so who is one?
But here's the thing.... in 2010 for a fears years i would daily jot even more....
exact same process same program.... but then it was using the modem plugged into side of laptop far far more hit and miss and often it would similarly disconnect and a whole morning of witterin would be lost ....
But here is how to 'beat' this dystopia to realise it was - has been a few days, like an old freind infact being taken back in time feeling what none of them here can ever feel even if its all they want and need
....younger again!
time travel... almost feeling it for real....
as long as one has the space and time
i actually am SO grateful for from the latest blokeillusios....
i actually feel nice looking in and seeing my last very time consuming consultant (to him) email unanswered...
i like it I'm being IIllusuiohd... need better verb its still not the perfect word
it feels plenishy and full of abumdant niceness seeing the usual mad lack of any propriety and manners... or ability to follow through what he was advertising he sought...
even from him...
but this is the true 'centredness' in proof - i hope she found hers she so rit she wished..
back then - true embolism times... they last at least 5 years when your heart sleen and backbone to is ripped out all at once
first year Bristol sloppiest...
maybe two
this time i even remember to check BEFORE i now press 'publish' on blogger inside page - all mine precisousses of course Tolkeins one superb invention about y'all espesh here in their den of precioussest...time thieves
... and its like going back fifteen or more years and reliving it ..better
now
thats what i call true zenny centredness no matter what as i only have one religion which is trying to Montaigne express some half decent waffles for the benefit of the next gen perraps...i know its what saved me from being lost and loony like y'all..and believing that ones 'disabilities' are...innate
(vids made on that thistermorn not up til twwixtermorn ..if thats betwixt now and sometime then
all i care for is your infotainment... the emphasis the info..
as i never hear it anywhere else hand have been searchin at least two decades...
Even went to ask god once in person here at Ronnies a few years on was it 2005ish if memory serves...
surely not mustv been ....nope it was as i got him to autograph his LP and ive only ever asked for one autograph ever and even ..well i momentarily had the lives of many celebs in my hands all wankers one and all...
i still have it here " i am told by your dad there is only one other human as perfect a human as me, you...to Esti from Roy with luv.."
... about to head off to the one free socket spot i have yet to do...
and earned.
Unfinished bit A ... errbed/writing .... now i couldnt ever under ANY circumstances at all sit and think properly with music on...
infact for three decades mainly lived only in extremely silent animal-noise-only places at least 1 km from the nearest rarely used byway....
but there's no way my neurowhatnot myway brainfuncttion could fuction with music on never mind very loud musac to keep the flow goin' so superfast io dont have time to think and often forget a loop in the thing loopin' from one loopy thought back into one connected via the end of the last loop....which is the only way i can maximise an hour of laptop bat...
But then guess what.... an actual one of these
The saddle pulmonary embolism (SPE) is widely considered the most dangerous type of pulmonary embolism, often resulting in sudden death or severe hemodynamic collapse
and i sure have a regret only one that there's not enough time to go back to an oldschool browser, yet without IT tellin' me what it knows especially as we know it uses magyc mushyones too and 'hallucinates' and i care about 100% purest accuracy of thought and rit
but for now i guess that makes the point scraped out of AI which to think has 'scraped' the worst psychology ever such as Eckers and Jordan mnever mmind that Mate one... gobby GAbor
A 'wound' so pulmonary saddlebag you are bleeding from every artery there is inside...
but they have all sorts of quite extraordinary side effects... such as stopping being the 'self' you always 100% were and no lifecoach of crapshrink could even know are the real changes one never dreamed of bothering with as they were 'innate'...you
until one day....
they aren't
and 'you' is the very opposite and gimme a REAL blues-SOUL singer singin' Mister Badger Exterminatrix's good un.... (full feature film of all film featuring that lovely Jeno'cider Mister MC and his Mrs... going up next...)
so yes very very noisy good singers rather tjhan Amy Winegum moanin' about her runnin out of them...
Is the default new new new what nobody can know but....change
Just how much old whatsisface is the exact doppleganger of THE greatest simple mind of all, old Hilary Lawson...who has no philosophy to even deal with his own inability to know that a many centuries fought-for public footpath going past his front door, the nearest front door to our 2006 ... that was since days of yore on the OS map... wasn't a figment of our imagination ... he told to a MA in Human Rights, tobe....
If only she knew that day, thatn it's not 'bout the machine gun totin' Mullahs or whatever the bonkers 1979ers are called by the masses bein' mown down in yet another Tahrir....
that's dominated our lives behind the veil of the so called philopsophers with nowt to say except " ehh no lass.... there's no footpath goin' past my front door, over my land....so whats that little furball on your lead then..?"
(his exact doppleganger it never occurred)
oohhh theyve evolved according to the ads they now have "shouting retreats"
Anyway ehh ...
oouuuughhh god why does it do that! select a couple at the same time and it puts them in the wrong order you figure..
but to be ion the best ever centred atpeace zen state almolst ever meaqns its all just a philosophical journey i knew 20 years ago i didn't need to go on when your leading 'philosopher' and don don't know fuckin lore that people died for....
Anyway yes this above yesteraft in fact yester 6am as usual ....but hold on it hadnt occurred to me...
'yesteraft' .. lasteryear... all that don't ask me why i started that a couple of years ago except that to speed write as i always have to especially if sat in a SWestern 'public space' full of shouting nutjobs and thats just most of the lanyardist staff.. wjho forgot (for 15 years now new here - the first was the HAy librarian and she was the very worst offender of all... and when i wrote then jokes about her on a neutral chronicling very well read stream of consciousness blog not even mentioning Jaynes name....someone or other sneakily told tales, likely the fuzz actually as they were big readers, they sneakily withdrew my library card... funny old world...
Wales never even understanding what free speach was for i'm allowed to say being raised or rather raisin self in them REAL hills....
And stealing the 'Welsh Beauty' Nan age 16ish - who truly was.... the ultimate in natural natural Cider with rosie gorgeousness never since repeated... as mine... even if t'was in fact she stole me from those English as hers.... and cocked a snoop at them....
to the chagrin of all her 'countrymen' welsh blokes for 100 km...
no idea why...or did she subconsciously know a load of fascist rednecks when she ..was born into them...
who incidentally NEVER went outdoors despite Rory and Alistair's con interview with one of their elders... that simply is the definition of ridiculous little snotnosed Engilitterates creating myth.. there on the screen in front of you
(he was an ex neighbour of mine the whole suburb knew he was a bourgeois social climbing fake)
(i shall return to soon)
anyway... ehh yes ... now although it is technically a few weeks yonder from the end of the most glorious Homeric decawhatnot ten years on from the day I walked out one midwinter morn
They will be allowed an epilogue mention.
As there's nothing sadder
than to discover
how the land.... (infact i would guess a good few more female landowners than blokes as especially in WAles 97% of em drink emselves to death before their time... and anyway despite the industrial moaning - FIVE recent lasteryear odyssey encountered at some length, babes also lament lamentingly even volubly..even very) babes do live a fair few years longer....
and thus its just the stats, more land especially smaller chunks have been stolen from the family farm via their lawyers and is thus owned by more females than males...
and they have to hire in 'elp' ... muscle..even if theirs are quite capable of being fleshed out into 90% of ours...
But thats just a cultural construct and they do rule so you can't blame 99% of them...
But it saddens me that statistically speaking infact 100% of female landowners all smiley end up screwing you for your diary, whicjh is the foundation of a self employed iod jobber " ehh i could go and suck up to that one who said she had a bit but as you say you have a lot and need it doin.. i shall diarise you above her..." and when 'you' is a fantasist illusionista and doesnt know the words olral contract were invented before papyrus or even clay tablets... well the land cannot any longer function...
and thats sad as i wanted their land to be a balanced centred pastiche of whats in their dreams... and the worst ones swindle you out of earned wages, even money paid out up front on THEIR expenses...
which saddens me only as its the 'sex' of the only one who's sex i hope gets exactly their 50% of everything especially top jobs...
but i am sure there's even an ancient Greek philosopher who managed to dream up some reality ...ohh yes theyre called phyrrhic victories
except that is inadequate a term for if the 'loss' isn't worth the battle or far more fundamental the fairplay even in war to the bitter end isn't adhered to... then the 'victor' probably does die younger as unless one is a true 100% psychopath unable to ever even accept one of Eckhart's copied lines is sort of ok even if only one... and that conscience does eat one up from the inside eventually...
Anyway all that another day - the Winterings version i know i shall do as its already part done except as a REAL human being not a made up pastiche as thats all they can handle..
So yes genuine sadness that truth hurts lies damage though (the moniker of the first streamy one) as the WAsteland of falies about the fairer sex knowing what fairness is in the land even is sad for me...as i like them i certainly dont like ANY Britisher bloke .(definition - once past 40ish they only qiualify if they 'take part' a bit - actually attempt some civic duty of some sort or at least write TRUE deep philosophical things none ever can so they fail by all counts) . i do like European ones so i'm not a blokeophobe... just fussy as they waste SO much time...
...anyway if i die of 'wow'.... I had infact forgotten about 'it'... i hadnt really felt..... well up since the in truth best winter..
Three years ago from December 2022 ...long fantastic beautifully written rants.... then our "mammoths" (her glorious poetical three dimensional use of this so lacking language) even sometimes late at night which as an 'actions speak louder than words' is the ultimate accolade to err...as i dont stay up late for ANYone...
unless they impress...
So yes there's a 'feeling' i had forgotten about until she brought back...not even 'love' ... just an upswell in the bosom or ...?? of true blissy rapturous nice feeling 'energy' even if thats a completely inadequate word they stole anyway for marketing perps..
and i suffered from it once more thistermorn...
Not really there since three years ago...
anyway oh yes thistermorn i had no idea i have a near perfect memory for the truly great storytelling of Mister MAxwell and his otters....
And my perfect woman
the scene where she's up to her thighs in the cold waters savin' a swan if memory serves is so embedded i can smell her lack of any bodily products and it drives me bonkers...still.... ...just pure natural woman doin' what blokes did too when not killin em for fun if you are a huntsman... and not performative neurotickin about the weather either, too.... and ALWAYS walkin tits out full extent.. even smallies one can... back up straight.... chin the fuckup
and ALLis just philosophy...
but anyway ehh... cripes.... i had forgot the ONLY tTolkein worth bothering with of course one's a bit of Bilbo and all his " i dont want to be seen dead at my own hundredandonety party... so im not commin'.."
genius writing and one small book of it was quite enough... enough said
and i had clear forgot til i heard it on the wireless yestermorn
horrified!
And not much horrifies me
the idea that someone may be as most are addicted to those big fat loads of toilet paper and subsequent computer games all theyre good for repetitive blippy noises...
and think that when in fact 'thistermorn' is merely a super poetical fast flowin way of somehow keeping a rhythm going thats a matter of life 'n death.... it just works..
in a society where very very stupid ones say as someone did 16 year'nago..."i cannot write [for cash not quality control] with anyone even on the same landing of my big fat palace of stolen dosh... but with you around..you seem to have an energy that means i think i can ... even with you at the end of the bed.."
irrelevant some folks are beyond any knowings anyway i'm only interested in the job....
And any 'cause' one did need a loyal wingbabe...
loyal to the 'cause' if not the person
impossible in YUK
(i was fool to ever dream of, twenty year'nago)
anyway ... in short... its sad that all the bookended - all they are and will be, landowners of the female kind are so unkind to themselves they embezzle too...
but it started with him... mister philosopher - his very very deep drains needed hand digging out nobody else had doneso for centuries! (not poss to get machinery there to his high up garret of bad writing) ..until i cam along and over a week or two did... a few feet deep in the stoniest ground...all around the little quite large 1000 year old yuppie shed
So yes the first Illusionista near 20 years ago infact yes excatly this comming Novembertime ... was male
And we now have the gran finale bookends at the end even if a few weeks past the official end..
maletoo
perfect symmetry at least one cannot be accused of only total Miss Oh Jenny really its for your OWN GOOD ....
Even if this one where i used to word picture it
but GOTTA be the 'alternate'
the only great line in all of modern lit:
about oppression as TUTOR and injustice as good for you as good old fashioned as nursies ...especially if you are an English High Court judge or indeed most London men pay for their uniforms at the brothel rather than a good bit of Cider with her.... outdoors down the back alley or in the hidden coves of The PAth.....
and i am quite sure 99% of the British 'film' industry dont know what a good woman's for any more...or what one is
anyway when one creates the greatest real 'activist' word picture ever - even if the so called teachers of Wolly Polly forget to teach it in their 'humanities' bluehair workshops
one is allowed a little faux pas
of Miss Oh Jenny ... you know a woman like you should be at home thats where you belong... taking care of my shirts and undies while I'm down the pub....
anyway ehh... sio much is in the 'can' and i have noted of late a few PHILOSOPHICAL booknerd sounding 'likes' even on the Substack waffles...
so fuck off 'n die of Tolkein,
fantasy
All i know is even i was made a bit 'ill' by endless exposure to their illshit...filled sea...
(there is healthy shit chart i didnt know til lasteryear)
I'm almost always bang on three...at three minutes past wakeywakey...always
And i also know thats all there is to life.
Well Lived
right tons of philosophy in the can from the last few months but also i so only want to get back to happy summer stuff
which i dont care about you has been still flutterbyin through mine ever since havin' an orgasm driving up the little lane lasterspring
on here somewhere..
and is my wintermorn everymorn still and im not mean i really do want to share every second
but there's a sequence
dramatic impossible to know what will be in the next scene
I know a good movie-book when ive lived it
for twenty dull years
But i needed what i dint know i did...
(Black swan theory thats what its all about and you cant make any cash of it either as thats the point "centredness isn't available from a MENyooo..." the amount of times ive earbled that at the birds...but of course the dont have the poisongrace to warble back.... " thats not fair it'll mean i have to clean the bogs instead..."!
like that twostersback summer i did
and the best Siddharthan moment ive ever transitioned into)
Mister Illusionista to bookend it
And he has
the one who you really did think would have..... not
righty ho a week more full time here i have been a day not here means a day even more here
so yes the Kushner thing long ago i realised her genius of getting a 'thing' without giving it a word as I'm not sure one exists
IN her superb parable the detainees were cruelly treated and they had to grin and bear it but just occasionally the tyrannist may have let her guard down and a chink of pleasure had from beating the 'system' even if momentarily and only in a small symbolic away
read the book its not fun... but genius
But add something like that ...via glorious 2020 and 21 where one can indeed find great 'advantage' - among many such hose 2 glorious years i wish would come back tomorrow - vagabonds especially get a bigger break ! but not paying rent to a criminal damaging thief... who defrauds the eco grant system too..
(this region is FULL of her dopplegangers - even if the ones not quite as lethal..)
But that is or sounds like 'drama' which i never ever have in my life i am a genius at never ever rising to any tyranny as i dont believe it is as long ago i realised there will ALWAYS be some Kushner-principle - as i called it a few years ago, thing....
it is in fact far more poignantly subtly nuanced an affair if one is being Illusionistaed - that doesnt quite work as a word...
Gibbering liars in breaches
of contract, even if seriously projecting pious Chretienness...
thing is i always expect it .... so even before the illusionista behaviour begins i just see what small 'advantage' can be wrong out of the situation - never ever illegal never stealing anything thats crass...nope the art of some other small advantage knowing they are by default actually all suffering BPD... not my problem and are incurable ...
as they have lived here (countrywide - just as bad lasterregion ) too long and are so stupid they think you dont have friends you may gossip to or even a fairly wide-ranging readership i would never for a second hint at, and anyway thats not art its just Trumpian confected melodrama that makes no difference to anyone ... but far more important, as that would take away from the pure pirouetting around them ... enjoying ones small 'advantage' Kushner style..
they are like little souvenirs also of course i photograph them all... those little hidden fingers up before one is illusionistad...
almost a hobby
but it needs a word.
As does a new discovery...
discovering there really is NO hope whatsoever the Bovarian cancer riddled service economy is likely forever - so boring and rather surprising as they all of course endlessly sell via van sticker new 'adventure' and 'experience' so they wont ever change owt ...
i realised the real coup de grace
(as i never DO meet ANYone who reads proper novels or anyone who doesnt bluehair get all standy uppy static mad if you use the word 'literature' thats so so offensive it is actually MORE offensive than if one were to ask not even politely, "that Aardvark jizzm you sell as detox or hydration or facecream at 50 quid a spoonful..or plenishy wombwrap at i am quite sure the price of a new secondhand pram in Gaza the only one those delightful Jen's missed when out turkeyshhotin' ....could you prove they are better than your polluted shitty little streamwaters, or respectively a good thick pully, even of polyester if one's pauper ....?" when of course theyll never talk to you again unless its in a setting where theyre behind a judges screen making up falsies....)
Anyway yes ehh last good really absorbing one was the Berlin one 6 mths ago....
i forget, its in here then..
and in my ascetic so sparsely kept written notebooks very organised ("get more books by Mr X ") i cant be bothered to get out
So yes...if throughout life, or maybe it only takes a few years... of reading fairly regularly somehwhat involved novels... where you are tossed and turned around a tad and may find the
(oh yes its the END theyre all at it now every stupid young graduate of media studies has caught onto the gorgeous word liminal which means ONLY one thing - surfing the dangerzone up there way up high where theres no oxygen and one fals move your dead.... not an aviation term merely a way to live term.... but in reality: it's dangerous saying anything real in YUK for at least 15 years so liminal means just that ... balancing ones surf board right at the edge of where one may indeed remain alive... and there, only there in the world of 'thought' is indeed lifeas one false move and they want you dead especially in Source type regions which my lasterregion became too a decade back or even more... theyre VERY infectious .... anyway you now here liminal all over their service economy marketspeak... its the end....)
so, sticking with a Kushner...definitely the Scarlet and Black...or it could even be Swallows and AMazons or even a sci fi except Mister Pratchett thats when kiddultism started for sure
the feeling only people who read proper slightly tough-in-the-middle books know of ariving at about the last third you know your getting fully into the grove of it and certain secrets you enjoy as they are revealed and nothing will stop you getting to the end even yourself...
is a really splendid satisfying quite serene state to be in...
but you can only know it if you have done the WORK...and developed such bookreading as your habit...
Thing is ..its more than allegory ..infact its a blueprint
of exactly the very best way to manifest by lived experience and harness exactly that energy ..as blueprint guide of how to feel every day now
for the last 1/3 of life
even when you are fit and healthy enough to be at the beginning of the second or earlier
and it works
i only recently discovered
and it needs a word after all how not to at all in any way be neurotic and no matter what know theres a next page where its all quite interesting is..
as even Mister Frank knew than Mister Coogler's silly "whoop whoop the largest amount of nominations ever" rubbish forgettable film in one artful old image
BUt the one work of art that's going to be impossible to translate into anything is ... thisterregion
Now some previous regions - Hatesville, was infact full of more hate-energy having to take a shower under the little bridge over Hatecreek, that first summer from June the 6th 2023
dodging the turds and sensed hate all around but not quite sure just how hateful
(until their local top cowboy came by one day and from under his compulsory dog-walking cowboy hat and painted on ruggedness [cmon thats almost Hemmingway and i have an advantage as a non drfinking person with perfect memory and no need to ever get divereted into cheaper skirt keep every image in my ordinary head for years infact decades...as i trained myself to be a pure ascetic .... my my he was rude and i am so super stealth only one person knew i was there but his anti 'road trip' or freedom comment was quite scary....)
anyway the Hateregion with the lovely whirlybirds as soundtrack from HMS deathsquad training site up the road\.... the region was more diverse - one particular possibly safe stream 15 km away IF going to get gas bottles at Trago the only place that doesnt truly extort via their service economy
and other few needs dotted around ohh yes the preacher's place.... free bread now and again
already in quite well listened to subnstack " prey tell me preacehrman [i had often politely complimented on] with quite a good bookshop within your waste of cash huge temple ..... what do you think of marriage ..." first thing he blurts out is his somewhat biggotted attitude to lawful bloke on bloke..... when i had actually asked him about "marriage" in the main, not the maybe 1 or 2% on the fringe ....funny that another one who paints on rugged man of the people swaggery chumminess and can't even answer a simple question without immediately making a political statement rather than answering from the head heart or just about the utilitarian majority facts of a utilitarian legal framework that the whole tax and legal system is still based upon no matter what the Greens may think...
Anyway where was i ...some days are perfect, afternoon nap and two lovely first thing ion the mornings not intending to type owt as typin uses SO much more battery so no time to ever think just see what happens..
But the way the 'region' works here is even to me rather a lifetime unwitting vagabond is a true work of art
certain atches or just daytime parkups if very bad weather are now so artfully on my map - one here angled that way no wombwrapknitter can see in.. or just move 100 yards down that road and its so interesting the stressed out dogwalkers... but i have seen and chronicled enough for a lifetime so it's just about quiet and hermitude - and then there are a range of freegrub locations but one has to really be canny and work through the most patronising nuttery in one or two....
and then Mrs free NAnas....and the splendid refreshing banter that happens art hers is free fuel - free remedy to all the rest of the headfuckery...
And even several locations where i go and chat with the only ones who are tolerable the pretty-oldies egging em on to set up twatters " old bag's jokes about the Big orange" and they know i am right as at least they MEAN what they say nowt to lose any more if they forget to put on their other face just to go out shoppin for ...
(foraged mushrooms at 4.50 a small bot dont forget that one... its like going back 16 years.... one thing you cannot ever do is expect someone servicing you via foraging workshops is for her to not wish you dead, or ortherwise PR destroyed for life, for suggesting "maybe as you are rich dont forage too much now.... bless, as nature is already rather depleted luv and you can afford Waitrose
... for the rest of life "
Anyway yes my region - its perfect a day here a half day there .. a range of walks of various gradients...
ohh yes i havent forgot was up at The Bridge of Lurchery....
and the 'new word' even if i realise there are three needed and missing from this rather badly bred mongrel language
so yes various times - rarely but randomly pondering maybe i should...
but then as soon as the time has passed when it would be a wasted walk even around the corner as an 'event' half over....
a true sense of well authentic knowing onesself and knowing there's no goodness or real fun or simple old saudade once-faced nights out anywhere in any part of Southern England #
which does need a new word the Krauts would have one its not a negative thing its a lovely bodily positive thing especially the following 5.30am awaking with full sleep and not a hint of any soporific in fact thats a point there are in some places in the SW so many 'militant' homos i bet the rohypsters are not far away ...
a totally clear head always is so so lovely always ... no AA will tell you that or doctor or lanyardist
i noticed him months ago i bet few others ever have
too busy noticing each other
anyway i have zero interest in the society around and about, as been there done it and wouldnt want the tshirt if it was given away free..it's so so predictably the same as all the same performative-boho everywhere, just the capitol of it
Now the these days fairdinkum fairly mentally stable blogger.com is ok - only cos for a few years they haven't bothered 'refreshing' it's look thank god which is always a harbinger of doom, as their refreshing is just even more retarded junior new employees fiddling and not realising that there are splendid habits that are required grappling with the thing as it was always useless but better the devil you know and get used to (Green Party policy on being less lonely - as i see in this region by the wanness and sloped shoulders just cos of a bit of rain, and two per woodburner denies is human nature that devil you know and tolerate thing, and rather one should stuff Tolle down the neck of potential twinwoodburnerflame until it either dies of being unable to digest it as its not even got any fibre innit, or if lives to rightly throw it all up, be arrested for some or other crime upon the neurotix... so in other words we are right back to the witchy ducking stool...at least that version of tyranny was done in public...)
But my ohh my one used to be able to select into a post any number of videos to embed all at one click but no the last 'refresh' they forgot some of us may find that VERY time saving ...and its one by one taking SO much time...
Otherwise plain SIMPLE and just plain its ok i never bothered in 15 years figuring any button or whistle infact hadn't used the most useless one of all the emoji until a few months ago and won't be again as they ruined everything.. but the one thing errata two i also never bothered figuring was how to make a photo smaller in the page - your end, and perhaps arrange them lest Maositly all plain in a fine regimented line down a page, because having first tried that 15 years ago i realised it was such a pain in the bum really fiddly...and it hasn't changed i see..
And rahh rahh i never had the time to look to see if the datetimestamp on a photo also carried through into the user end errata user abuser cheapskate voyeur end ...but at last have: if one hovers the pointer on the image before CLICKING TO ENLARGE it does show the filename in bottom left hand corner...
as i say its still fiddly to make any collage effect or nicely arrange them and dont borther making some comment as i never read them which was the big change 3 years ago i know whats what and know nobody in the formerly sanish MArches and nobody at all can be sane in the SW which is only Home Counties hideaway ..infact more than anything i had no idea ALL their daughters did arts degrees and ended up hiding away here - which makes sense as if there were just one who was consistently good and also human and the public may like her for authentic openness all artists in the past TRIED to be or most did...
she would do very well infact would shine out like a neutron star among all the dark matter which all the rest are - also unable to remeber the fine old addage of reduce reuse recycle .. the first word having an implicit meaning 'unless you really are adding to the human condition, stop wasting the planets resourcees and that means paint too' whist of course their online PR is always in line one " i am a n eco goddess.."
Indeed as are all PRs ... without exception...strange in such a shit hole nobody cares about any actual pollution for real...
But that's long known.... when one suspected that what the economists call " UK is a service industry" land (i think its about 80% ) meant merely some marketeer marketing some entirely unnecessary service (i had no idea nailbars which makes them sound utilitarian when in fact they are .. the most vile act of going backwards to Victorian times ever with chinky cooleyforced labour is forced to sit in front of some porky smug Victorian dowager which is the look they all have on their faces even if not the default porky in stature) to bored people they may hook one in a hundred swings of the rod...
BUt its just so fascinating to have discovered The Source's 'circular economy' is really a total tyranny that even Mao would be proud and cool about having created - of 100% smug you better have one of these special birthings or your will come out ...in fact it will end up coming out of the wrong hole, all brown..
and oops they carry some weird font over
due some embedded code you cant escape just draggin' a pic retard is a kind word for these children
ehh... yes thats before i find the series of pics showing the latest in special 'womb snug' knitwear...
price not shown of course we know what that means...
all of which is bad enough
but the true con (and i say this as a serious operator 20ish years ago in the " fuckin' get with the program HAy-on-Wye you conning the world you are plastic bag free - a con...as they hadnt even gone to talk to the MAIN retailer the evil Coop where 90+% of Hay's plastic bags were dished out before going on the telluy stood next to Esti and dad the latter being given a nice lesson having just been to ask again at said COOP if theyve even had a text asking for a meeting "est you see before you Britain and why i had a deal with your mum we wouldn't stay once you could giggle ... look how she is smiling its always a she - they use your sex as a con - they steal it in fact...... if a smiley one is on the telly here, live.. camera rolling next to use B list celeb ... it means 'of course i am speaking the truth..we saved you all and your lovely environment '... she will then have a link to on her personal FAkebook for all to see in perpetuity "...
anyway this one although AT last i had the space as i live in the moment and only want to thrill myself in a zen state of awaiting new bad lines for future writings to arise in my head and be noted down and lost as i have too many i needed a slave assisting years ago keeping a spereadsheet as someone does know... this one is important as although technically after the fabulous odyssey ended on Boxing day i mustn't forget it the final thrilling discovery i am serious infact i need nothing to happen for a while so i can make it worthwhile you having been nosey so long
10 jan 2026
i saw what it was ALL about...up in the hills that day...and can't release the accompanying audio /video until i have made a decision.
Some things have to be held back as one thong for sure there are NO loyal people whatsoever in the SW the nett result of a service economy everyone simply obsessed with serving each other in the arms race to serve ion even weirder workshops at even higher prices...
(you only get to use THIS village hall if you are A rated ....within the circle which is nobody DARE for a second critique any other service hatch as they are scared their servery may get downgraded and.... well its a beautiful definition of a circle thats unvirtuous - and total - a total eclipse of any light infact .. a true black hole - gravitationally pulling all sanity into the other side of the universe as far away from them as possible ... so they may be beyond any rating even...as Houellebecq - i can speed tgype without even checking the spelling despite having partial word blindness in my 20s they all bleat about as 'dyslexia' nowadays by default and their stupid parents dont say 'well wait til you NEED to depend on writing or readin to get out of gaol or torment your blogreaders just for fun you may actually MAKE yourself figure the words and the brain WILL rewire as thats what they do me having fuckin failed to even fit a fuse in yours which would have been providing you with ferrits they sort out out all kids as kids learn they MUST learn how to handle them propper or the consequences are fairly painful.... [ ours never bit any of the 1000s of kids Pied Pipered or even scratched em.... sadly though not their mums either when i whispered in their ears i wished to suck that ones blood they ignored as ferrets arent needs dogs they are their own supreme animal above mere human moanin and neurosis and the OBSESSION of 99% of southerners to control
their dogs to make them look sweet and in control when controlling dogs i know as a REAL shepherd on big muvvafucker proper hills all my teens is bad for them..makes em go a bit nuts .. errata OVERcontrol its really tragic the amount of little bits of film i have of seemingly saneish looking single people stoppin when they think no pone can see them and speaking and gesturing to their p[or mutt as if its got a phd in astronautics and will not only understand every complex word and gesture but think mission control must be listened to verbatin in silence too.... and thats before we get onto the attire - i can now FREELY discuss as i have a lovely ally and shetoo laughs about all the rest around here, even though if anyone said to her did you SEE what some chap rote about the dogs and their designer coats i'm quite sure she would forget our series of great chats about her totally unique doggie -naturally oddcoloured- that she herself says is a bit of an old retard ....
..and i couldnt spell 'iff' until about 15 years ago ] kindof got in Atomise e acute it has SOME acuted words but not all....
anyway look i tried its such a fag to try and repostion resize ..
ohh yes i forgot my sequitur..
THE great con..FAirtrade - it pushed into The MArches 20ish years ago where everything was a con especially that that came from Totnes - define con, within a few years it is no more and they dont even admit that!
think of the money used to print the above leaflets even if all 'eco' people merely became either wanting Charles Eisensteins youtubeish clicks; or his chix are groomed down the line to be grant applicators for "essential furtherence of our lovely plenishy message and 'connect' with as many lovely fellow humans as we can" when there is no 'fair' traded every shop in the SW is daylight robbery if you arent middle class and owning mummy's L'Oreals... and since when have the four or five major supermarkets been fair or celebrated by ANY 'green' org...
sop is too kind a word
so ..
funtime real energy
soon
ohh yes i do have a some years long collection errata 10 years or more
it mattered
whats so interesting is this vuuduu that did start in The Uk even if they never credit California where of course Mister Manson's gang only got arsey as their industrial vuuduu sales figures were rather down that month ...started it all
i really would have thought Israeli women were somehow more down to earth but its infact actually compulsory to be flogging lovely midfulness things to take your mind off...
whats goin on down the road and their presentations really are something...
i enjoy looking at them certainly funnier than Ricky Gervaise or Stewart Lee..
But anyway i could have been anything iof i had wanted and tography is so common but as a yokel actual real shepherd not flogging fake fleeces feecing the tourists i had a photographers eye in my teens ...
nearly went to college to do it
biut events dear girl events thing is the REAL photo opportunities in the SW
i mean real... photo journalising or social history
And a jolly good
...well its not new
REAL artsist of days gone very yore tried to say something with their art, real...
and Monsewer CArtier Bressers changed the world... by bringing real life to life ion countries where passion is to be
(ohh if i die i must do FAbienne Jungman before i do.... the night it all...was revealed.... just why we needed THEM bloody foreigners - never mind what Nige steals from our 17 year olds.... being taught as only Les Grens can.....how to get straight to the point, ne pas absinthe required... nor any other drugs.... just round on a dark rainy night just around the corner from there)
Anyway i have hundreds... of super sunny lovely light daylight photos in fact thousands...
this one fair dinkum on a genuinely pretty bit of THEIR famous PAth....
And ... infact one cannot prove but at least 50% of those wandering around it over a year...looking into their stupid screen ... this one for many many minutes infact longer
to me a sadder and more poignant picture than the famous gun to the head of the Vietnamese... having his brains blown out
same nett effetct
must find at least a few dozen soon
oh yes several weeks the NUtzi trust leave this proudly next to the sea... they brag of looking after
(better collage soon)
oh yes dfamnit wrong one i had shutter set to rapid must find the one with hiom looking at me as if he is being tied up and kidnapped his face was classic..
" please...call PAlestine Red Crescent or SOMEone..."
and loads of arty farties
and ...
but what truly thrills me is infact their words...
their baying
their barefacedness
hidden behind a knitted womb snuggle...
Huxley if he were here pondering his first rough draft of Brave New World would get all unravelled over the actual real lived* version thats gone and beaten him to it...served out all and everywhere
daily...
for free
if you pay attention that is..and think
no need even to go to the library to get it out
*though there are a couple of extra dimensions viz the amount of time they will speak with you about DOing 'community' or eco saviour projects causes or cares...
and then never ever ever follow through or even answer the email they ASKED you to send ... which proves the modernday soma worked, even better than the first edition
and jobs
the art of the JOB - when one is only surrounded by them neurotix
2022
all saved over a decade very methodically
long known as Turnerworthy iof i can ever get some arty farty assistance that isnt addicted to crap little books where she can pretend she still is a child
now theres the merely instructive, and then the absurdist in that it's quite extraordinary the amount of performance naggists who nag about things going wrong at daddy's house amnd yet they never even get to cleaning out the gutters ...for years
but JOBS like stealthy van life require true methodical forward planning especially in the wetter regions - every photon whether its a wave function
or bit of stuff, of 'light' matters ...
and there's no point talking to anyone thats read the internet either or been anywhere near Glastonbury where nowadays all they ever speak of is " wow its all quantum waves" when even the fairly ok top current expert will tell you nobody knows really anything though i do wish they wouldnt be so arsey about Naturalism vs theism
naturalism the philosophical belief that everything arises from natural properties and causes, and supernatural or spiritual explanations are excluded or discounted.
as i know it's all unknowable.... there are 'coincidences' if one MAKES time and space to notice them but... who knows why its unknowable especially when every Southern would-be shamaniac tries to mine the ineffable for any excuse not to help with jobs that needf days and days of splendid trudgery... to get the wood drying perfectly for days before ap[plication of the only thing that will make it lasy, illegal creosote - where one has to think for onesself: if one uses the badstuff CAREFULLY not a drop spattered maybe thats best natural bang for buck over time as the crap stuff they sell to all the neurotic women who must go and control the operation as they can never listen to careful discussion about not buying crappy constuff from the supermarket...are certainly wasting resources
which is very very meditative too
but back to the latest magic mushroom fuelled " wow its probable wave function ... but only if you peek does it become real.." every single so called under 50 year old thinker now waffles...i stopped spending my spare cash on beer age 25 and started buying all the science books for a decade and nothing much has changed except all that '"wow its all a quantum wave" is yet another excuse for never bothering to do real long hard slog work of saving the wood from rotting later jobs will show in PAstyshaire - centre of shamaniac quantum waffle to have something to say at their awful gatherings of the rugged... just how bad it became whether into waves or quantumly entangled particles ...
never mind the FACT that anyone who understands humans and science will know that its all a fad.. what is known now will be different in a few decades ...nope .. no longer can any even take that one in as neuroticism sadly makes people too week to be ... sceptically on their own rotten fence
astonishing how daddy didnt dig out his own cdrainage ditches either over so many years of moaning ... about how nobody else is as good a builder as him
which is what drink does to anyone of course
anyway drunks are merely to be pitied especially when daughters cant keep them under control even age 65 ...and you just plod on yourself doing it your way
however when they are ALL so mean you have to take every little extra advantage of the 'space' and plugs ...
tbc
they can't 'listen' ("it wasnt done properly the last time i dont care how much of a lovely friendly lot your former SOV mates were... i'm here as they are sadly children..")
ahh yes their cheerleaders we shall return to one day
days and days of doin' it proper to save THEM medium term cash, and all you ever get is " what y'er doin' ... thats takin a long time.."
later
but why did the ONLY one great piece of art i bought end up me letting the artist down even if to the tune of only twenty quid..?
that matters!"
another time soon
but also the true gloriousness of abundant splendid manifested loveliness of 2020
time to even fix all the very cheap pens
ahhhahhh....now
no Southerner would get the following: if you live in VERY VERY rural 10% of the population density
people do generally know who each other person is ...and where the kids ARE..little ones
my old base nobody ever had to put up a sign saying you too you fat mad bitch
which is what it did say
2022
as she knew... as she commuted back and forth to her 'care' job - ohh loads of mindfulness massages for her paid old friends too no doubt ....
still in her head as she forgets the two pretty younguns often slinking out into the shared space
and continued to ignore, as future bits of film will show which sounds so mean and dull...
the audios around who she is chatting with yeomen friends...arent
all of which is bad enough
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