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probably on balance worse than Will's show-off drugs that pickled his brain so much - in fact its rare that a once junky doesn't return to a kind of normality, with appropriate hubris, and good salutary tales to tell.. and in fact MORE maturity from climbing out the other side of the really deep mineshaft of a hole that they almost always report was worth having fallen in as... they came out eventually, a bit deeper...
Unless of course their name was Tony-Blair's buddy, Bush...
No not The Bush..... the one who really couldn't speak at all bless im...
but then when you've spent the last two decades on 4 chan using big words so big that even quite literary minds have to scramble for the dictionary about once a minute of Will, well in fact you don't have to scramble for the dictionary as a real man learns some principles/values/habits - and sticks to them, that only really fucked up little unrecovered boys with un-dealt-with family or childhood 'issues' have to show off, even into their 60s, via using every big word ever invented, in public, to show off and thus...
guess what
not one word of anything they have ever tried to say will have been worth listening to in the first place, so don't bother...
Even if i did,try to trudge through his dead prose with nothing subtly interesting ever ever to say, just to prove the point
Anyway.... i gave IT a name, a good decade ago.
IT
... it sort of showed up i Bovary....
but then all the whole range of 90s and on things went into a higher gear ...
and you end up here
(no not me i am inoculated thats what hell does to you, for youy)
in the British public 'space' where everyone is so sick that
they can't for one second think of ANYone else ever and shut the fuck up about their top-of-voice sicknesses they perform top of their voices..
and that was just the 'blind' man. Who isn't actually we hear later on.
Indeed if someone could be bothered to put the sign in front of him within a metre under a bit of light, the one saying SHHHHHHH....shut the fuck up means YOUTOO
he could read it perfectly well.
Anyway this thing...
It is a word-picture.
Thing
Symbol
I saw it again this morn
At the perfect timing.
Anyway it needs to be described. I know the causes....(many of which he got into Affluenza) but as for the 'effects', ferk its hard to simplify it into even a few paragraphs. But they are clear as day - as they keep repeating, which just means they are ALL so boring...
copy-cat
never copy-right
Because even though the word isn't in my lexicon, that's of course something the narcissist (temp word awaiting a new one far more intelligent and actually empathetic as theyre all just pathetic, its not their fault), can't do....
Back to Tuesday, cont from the one the mad illiterate one that couldnt even dream of having ONE dimension for all their trillions as it put a perfectly nice little one behind a warning.
But it can have it's wonky little way
the rules of life are don'
t even bother complaining or appealing. That's whata real wo/man, IS. Knows they know where the line is.
++++++++++++++++++
cont....
" venus conjuncting with saturn, means be kind to everyone, today..."
Just the start. Hopkins, heroic Haidt..... to "Gabor is a slithery eel..... "
Anyway before i was so rudely interrupted by an interesting proof that sadly they have all been mentally disabled by your web - i don't use it other than to confirm my unbiased pre-web learnings that are splendidly balanced and sceptical and certainly un-officially'educated' (even if what a good start whoop whoop " that American is a venomous snake..." my my she's their regional cultural Joan of Arc, and a halfbreed too, even if only one half gets monetised, but anyway that's not very nice, top-of-voice, either, in their Temple)
Anyway, despite pretending to be trousered, for provocative something or other, way before dumbed down Daum and her like were even a trickle down their great grandaddy's inside leg,
one of the first greats, wrote great books about no sex acts, as no good mind speaks of them as they are boring to speak of, never mind write about, as its obvious Colette was at it with 'intentional' embodiment' from very young and rightly nobody should be interested - the great writers are 'above' lowering themselves into the mere mechanics or politics of what is just run of the mill, no jogging vest required...
...
ahahh reprise
only because
for whom sex is something that doesn't need to belong in any book or conversation as it's merely what you do whist figuring out if you have the same intellect, philosophy or scepticisme... between bouts of splendidly artistic ennui.
Anyway Wendy blesser comes along three quarters of a century after Ms Pantaloons and sticks her awe in bigtime, best ever raucus real version of the mess... really very rude ...
Writing and being publishedtoo, in a way no man would have been allowed. Then or now.
every purple shaded word and all the spaces between them drips with unfulfilled or even messily fulfilled erotic madness even sex crimes... and vicious double entendre
what a babe! even if the post-modern victimhood-their-only-currency brigade seems to have forgotten this little matter, of one of the best of sellers ...
Even if it Misses the point which is Colette evolved beyond unnecessary smut and titillation-smut three quarters of a C earlier.... that sex is something to do, alone, hidden from prying eyes, that's if there are no drones around....
Bella's dad didn't explain to her as he was too busy collecting really atrocious silly first-wave, foodie books via my bookshop 97ish to 9ish......
never mind something even worse, for his bedside from his own rag
(but a few years now of random nice inclusive chat and at least some have read it, not one noticed " did you notice that TWICE in her rather good oldschool pukka book avin' a go, at HER OWN PEOPLE.... she brutally attacked her OWN FATHER's newspaper.... ? thats a reasonably well esteemed lass... or maybe speaks of something else ? of course stupid ex private school interviewers dont ask her why... theyre too thick themselves to have noticed")
(merely my notepad, reminder to self find the simply genius bit demonstrating that punctuation matters and post modernism is for kids who's parents down Gwerk couldn't be bothered to learn 'em rite
“It opens up the text to multiple interpretations” is the student’s defense. Ginzburg then writes on the blackboard, “Pardon impossible to be executed.” She puts a comma after “pardon.” It then reads: “Pardon, impossible to be executed.” A student calls out, “He lives!” Placing the comma after “impossible,” it then reads, “Pardon impossible, to be executed.” Ginzburg asks the class, “Should the condemned man be executed on the strength of a comma?” The no-punctuation student replies,, “Could be either way, I suppose.” Ginzburg, a loyal Communist Party member who barely acknowledges the plots swirling about her, finds herself in this no man’s land of political “commas.” Watching a colleague dragged off by the authorities, she comments, “I’m sure they know what they are doing.”..)
(dozens of themes and bits n bobs half way through writing never mind hundreds of more interesting photos and filmbits three months in drafts here but then when a whole country became kiddult.... even if one must never blame individuals, my my they have a cause and effect... he stole ALL my oxygen and then there's..... and thus this time i am finished off forever and do wish it would have happened one lovely snug winters night winter gone...)
As is especially The Southern problem: if you butterfly from one padlock to another you'll never have the simple slowmotion time to peer inside the lock and even figure which category it's mechanism falls into.
I never knew just ..how...bad it was.... until.
As is writing something that isn't 'well written' 'elegant' rubbish - if you DO rreally care
about what you try and share
well at least it will be authentic.
Which often equals the elegant, in value even if in bimboese.
And CERTAINLY equals that written in show-off-ese, that has NOTHING ever to say about anything, such as as example to one's four kids, " so as to save the prime minister from any associative ricochet, i gobbled a ton of my illict drugs to hide them from the feds, which was the stupidest thing ever ever ever ever to do and as i am so stupid that i couldn't even use that as a salutary lesson in a story, for my kids - telling them just how near i would have been to actual death, amnd whatever YOU do kids don't ever do that! ... in fact you don't really even deserve to have been born, as a lesson to the world i was so rediculously show-off stupid then, as well as being a shit writer who only got jobs as the token junkie, ....never mind normally maturing or someone who has managed to grow up and be an adult rather than regressing to being an even worse kiddult with the most absurd performative laugh that has ever existed...."
Which is also the almost best example of the complete and utter whirwind of nothing ever worth even blowin a fart about that EVERYthing ever that came from London, or Down south, since Mary's mamma died for an actual worthy cause, worth moaning about, and would have actually warranted a slot on BBC Moaning Hour, who (to be cont)
Mary's mother died 11 days after giving birth to her. She was raised by her father, who provided her with a rich informal education, encouraging her to adhere to his own anarchist political theories.
Which is of course what being a real dad is, risky. I mean its possible or even 99.999999%% probable that she won't go and write the best book about prejudice almost ever, age eighteen....even if she couldnt knock up anything as monster-grotesque as Mister Self truth always being weirder than even her finest fiction; so it was at least 99% likely she will have to go and be a scrubber of something or other, when the whole world, especially London salon life, eschews her and derides her and cold shoulders her so she will be guaranteed a place in the poor house...
which one is quite sure all dad's horrid little [errata all is just infantilism mixed with ignorance and all can be grown out of probably not any more mind you)bourgeois girl friends said thought and that's before the vampiric aunts uncles and all the rest...
(to be cont, even down there at the other end of the earth, they fake their hermitude in 'wilderness' log cabins, for the Tube.... funny that when she keeps mentioning "community" just up the road gathering at the suburban campfire for ridiculous bottled beers and hugs when a minor 'natural' occurrence is faked as a disaster)
Now the one thing that someone who can spell the only word that matters, propriety, attempts to be claro on is the data.
Merely to simplify it into something bitesized for an occasional younger encounter - but in UK one must not even notice them unless a 'responsible' adult is around as witness' - this is not the case with European kids or younger adults - i try to tell them! their irresponsible adults) ;
"young sir my generation of which your mum all dressed up for a festival, when she probably spent the petrol money on some ridiculous soul nature wisdom weekend at a grand, is part of... we, including her soul - my age group, we are solely responsible, nobody else, for the [ 65% / 20% some other number depending on which august institution you believe ... ] very much increased rate of decline the last decade.. about 10% per ten years ..accelerated.... since we were old enough to read the Rachel Carson around the campfire in days gone yore,
before two grand yurts were a thing, requiring rather a lot more selling xenobiotics to be able to afford one, which is what a lot of so called 'commerce' is, why your parents have been up all night on the computer and thus dont take you on nature walks...
why you may ask...
well even the vanmen in the whole of the SW who perform yurten dreadlocks and peacepipe smiles, don't even know any more that if you are gentle with your right foot, especially on steep hilly road sections, then one uses a good third less juice... nobody needed the internet to A tell you that, and B blame for it all - all your parents inability to ever school you in anything that matters...
especially how you should leave the nettles if possible, for best banging even if that is generally in the bracken where your bum may get less itchy ......"
.....Species index fell by 4% between 2019 and 2024
(and knowing why The Serb - the one sane priest - bloke, as 'feminine' don't exist, even if it will take them another whole Enlightenment to have that electric drilled into their stupidphones...
glued to their unhearin' ears..
ask the Soviet planners of the slave labour, who figured that both sexes could do more or less the same amount of work on the same 'ration' of gruel, and seemed to live longertoo, and of course one cannot 'control' for anything real in any lab, or place rather limited for choice as to whom you sleep next to....
or how many bedbugs falling from the baker's brow, flavour and increase the nutritional value of your ржаной хлеб - hahh hahh the modern one as it began that couple taking over the 'Deli' ....
" ehhh....well, we have lived on your rye and fennel, [ i knew it was :-) ] khleb ...for the last six or seven years .... now we saw all your advertorials about how your lovely'community' values home grown in fuckin Primrose Hill [well her Wikki is rather out of date the way i saw her so called 'husband' the worst musician in history ever, who got the grants and public fundin' to torture the locals at the community events....slithering around the alley of Prtesteigne and the way twenty twenty he slithered around the younger model, i mean any real man knows that something in her tie-dyed twenties and compulsory Doc martens mid summer.... really really.... i shall never forget his look of Gollomite obsequiousness as he stared into her eyes hand in hand loves young dream even if he mustv been fairly fifty summit....
... the greatest cliche of all time..
...you couldn't make up
so cheap cheesy fermented on expensive cheese, like theirs he paid for his several trendy-vans, vans peddlin'... most of which ended up dumped in the layby..] guarantee no changes under new ownership.... funny that, even chief Oxbridge-to-nowehere-Don, moron up in his Way-on-heights, up the hill said to me when the price of bread goes up rather a lot, even the THIRTY percent you've risen it without any other changes in anything, blood on the streets follows... as sure as ferrits are.... .."
Silly me.... now i assumed so many years that 'middle class' educated even literary 'values' meant that a bit of truth is welcomed...m in the fake home of the once Enlightenemented..)
speech, any actual scientific mind, there being no other 'reality' any mere mortal mind could ever grasp, buggered everything up, that's ever ever ever ...cause and effect just about figureable..
almost all being a figure of it.
The problem is that those figures, really do get rammed up hard where poor old madman Muammar got it, and then used to metal bar belt you round the boncetoo...
Meaning, indeed it's an insult to sheep to say that "humans" just follow the few dawdlin' along in front, randomly
And it's the "random" they simply cannot ever again understand...
I mean the so called bonkers warrior Jenny Cideres... one just knows their priests are going to have been even more death-cult on the look out for any dissent from the mad propaganda of the letters of Paul, or obsessed for decades only upon how they might steal the Corinthians land too....
Never mind get one over on that randomly even more lets-start-a-Jenny neighbouring lot....
and randomly it turns out that Serbian priests, evolved...
By a process of evolution is a weird bonkers unfathomable series of improbable impossibilities, like the next valley over not having a Sow-western Coastal Path going through it where the amount of chemicals that both sexes need to wear just to go for a stroll in their PFAs flavoured attire, hasnt killed all the bees in that onetoo... while shoppin' on etsy for their next Bee-logo'd plastic....
[as one can smell sensory garden wise at least 30m downwind and even about 10 up]
errata, all one's life just an errata......
... the ordinary sheep-btrained (having lived WITH them for some years - i mean actually in the field we shared in constant curiosoity for three years of each others weird animalosity, i know their limitations and that each of them is also actually a real individual with genuinely original iconoclastic behaviour unique to their fully autonmous randomly mindful of 'self'... unlike the middle classes of the Peninsula (thats them all P{asties for decades conning the country they live in poverty when in fact the data is highest car ownership per peep than in any other county)
Anyway having at last discovered really what the boostero was invented for...
No randomness, mere fact; ehh yes the herd of.... the words now break down i spent several months finally realising accept that there is a whole language Missin'...
now they stole all the once ok words.
And certainly no good books or even films bringing in new useful shared Lexies such as Lexi Stepford.... lives next door to her polly-amourWalt Mitty ... who shares her with the babe who alchemised a whole new take on shamania and sells it to the upper middle...
(i do have data points, the best ever from 15 months ago as ALL her tenants except one would confirm "what a fuckin cowgirl renting out these 'community' spaces on her 'eco farm' for these prices, so she can afford to pivot from her buddhist studies to Jenny-came-later, new child with her head on the block, shamania classes, when they havent even got a bog plumbed in..scandal... and then there's the parking.... and the way they kicked out a tennant for the summer when her 'guru' comes to do his facilitations...and needs that big mouldy tent for some peace and quiet . ")
Anyway i jhave little interest in the whatever animal is more follow-the-leader than sheep are in real life. It's the leaders. Who are in dire straits...
Especially when they started to get all clever dick and come up with silly delineators such as "gen z" ..
Indeed you have to sink lower than a Yank who thinks they have a brain to a Canadian with his ridiculous "gen x" even if the awful Bret Easton Ellis is said to have been "the voice of..."
nothing much; i dipped into his silly gory nonsense, indeed just copying the writers of the worst culture ever in history that did harm everyone, Twin Peaks even if it wasn't going to be written for three or four years after Bret's dumb Zero of a book...
All just sick nerdy bedroom bound pill raised nerds with nothing to say except I am bleaker than the bedroom next door..
But this is now, and when there is enough data to say something in general about nothing happening for fifty years - same wars on the telly late 70s, in fact arguably more blood and gore and rotting rubbish then than now... no adult then beginning ever bbc appearance with 'in times like these ..' bleat bleat an insult to sheep... who may indeed have an individual take on it all, and at least be able to smell the slaughterhouse, five fields down...
yes when the so called thought leaders endlessly just go on about 'gen zee' or ex or now alpha....
right out of left field comes at last a truly great mind, a halfbreed, too..
I had never heard of
two hundred and some years ago " ehh everyones the same..its just habits... ideas and culture if you must be intellectual about it.. that differ.."
Anyway one hears that so called Gen Zee have gone and found the medicine cabinet where the out of date dangerous athletes foot powders are...
The words one knew one would never ever hear, as an affront to taste and cultural critique rolled up into one sweaty headband: " Dire Straits have become bestsellrs once more, gen Zeee having discovered them... .."
But as for cause and effect, i would posit that its just as likely that the word 'alchemy' has become compulsory for at least seven or eight years, in certain circles - the ones that want to have an easy life selling bullshit rather than working hard with a rag and some gumption in a circular fashion wiping thbe hard to remove pisstain in the local council (or 'community' bogs
or more likely some notion of solidarity or mentorship and authenticity with a man who via second sight before his time, knew that one day it would become almost impossible to be seen out even at a light trot without a band of elastic around your forrid protecting your eyes so you can see the way it makes you look good...
or some such sickness
especially in jacket choice when all sane men knew that such choices were not actually for men...
indeed the Serbian priest was right ...
very very second sightly...
but it will have to wait.
A bit.
All i know is that - nothing tpo do with me or my life of stealthy asideness and hermitude, my god they - AND WE ARE TALKING the EPICENTRE OF THE Source ...not only hate free speech
But when two tribes are at it all day for two years word jabbing each other...
(in their little paradise - the ultimate in theme park paradises )
despite the tourist and estate agents brochury ...
And the effect is THAT!
(on them...nothing to do with me )
wow.... this is a better parable, word picture, actual dissolving of the whole sugar coated leaf of rice paper advertising every lovely midfulness practice and workshop and soulplenishy nonsense, abundantly in an acid bath
Than ANYthing about the so called, probably made up and then besmirched, Pharisees...
This is.....
The crown jewel..
even better than the Hay Deli one...
This is the ultimate true story.. that nobody in the theme park can deny as...
to be cont
But there's so much far better wistful no-hubris stuff already baked in the oven except it's too hot around this kitchen* to write much even if this kitchen is way down the list of interesting examples..
* really like going back to borderlands of wales early 90s seen with a laptop out you are considered doing something to summon the devil! not kidding
Indeed to quote the towny-neurotic AI A flâneur (pronounced flah-ner) is a French noun that refers to an urban explorer who wanders city streets aimlessly but observantly
Well it's wrong in one respect the 'urban' as a sane and inclusive person knows that full whackjob or progressively known as Altered Perception Syndrome as so beautifully shared with us in the Horizon, (link in mentul elven thing) progressed as cities progressed the two main factors in seeing lizards join you at the coffee table being living in cities AND the far more interesting one being a WHITE immo - or at least fairly white,
from Kalaallit Nunaat, forced to go and live in some Danish hell hole, as the religious big-eats, know better
Babette's Feast: Julian Baggini savours the ultimate lockdown movie
which apart from ...well there wasn't any problem grocery shopping in civilisation - the places aside... indeed the glorious year of our Lord made everyone slow down and linger in the aisles thus having time to flirt and enjoy being given the eye, as every single one did even the middle class invaders, (note to self its so interesting how every single social policy speaker is STILL blaming 2020 for everything my god it's even more ... i lose the ability to think of a word it's so concentration camp....)
Anyway Babs even if it encouraged the reason that nobody EVER does anything - foodie culture, one must feel sorry for, as a truly spartan monkish diet is the key to the cave where the mentul elves have their orgies as its all just about all the choices - too many back passages to explore; choice but indeed 'abundance' the exact opposite of what is good for you as with scarcity or just accepting nothing much, very occasionally when one may have something a bit special its not just 'enjoyable' but in real life one realises it was nothing much worth talking about, to begin with.
Anyway Babs a fantasy, not worth watching, In the Anglosphere, in that its about changing your mind, that ones fellow human is such a cunt that you can't ever have a cuppa with them never mind her bourgeois dilettante coquettish 'feast'
, and so beautifully done even if fantasy worse that their latterday bible, knocking George off her rightful pedestal as best book ever even if her quieter one Silas is better but so called Angloprofessorship is addicted to a stormtossed rocking boat unable to appreciate the calm, and quiet, where we learn so much more and theyve now completed the final march to the death camp, to Mordor...where there never was ANYthing to be learned... .(as Griselda who sold the filth at OUP said of her 13 year old" using magyc, i make her read real books, in that we learn so much more from REAL life,...") ; but then the other aspect, " we could have..... " "we may have....." ...had the door slid in the other direction.... is something one can never say anything about, or at least...
to be cont
Aggccchhh too much gobbledygook; what does one do when one discovers by accident, accidentally, un 'intentional' ly (their new word for so called community) that in the true centre of tie-dye. calm and plenishy "community" all along there was the most unpleasant Trolley 'hate' ongoing on their....meedia... their community 'hub' ...
It is pure poetry!
Anyway the wonderful thing in middle class 'earth' is nobody notices much as they are so busy on their phones, even on a walk ....
I have no interest in other than to understand the last region up until three years ago... (ahahhh a Yank on the big one - quite extraordinary that in Britain Start The week can begin with "original sin" in an accent where they were so thick they came up with The Bell Curve some years after
(last ever paste of IT
While traditional IQ tests can predict academic and specific task performance, scientists have largely debunked the idea that a single number perfectly measures a person's overall "intelligence."
And far more importantly in the early 90s almost ALL of so called 'genetic' stuff being woirk-outable, was rightly put to bed by Lewontin Rose Kamin et quite a few others but nobody told the meedia...
And even if the book, or in her case books all 700pp ish if my memory serves, is always better ...it goes in further and stays alive in an actual higher ' consciousness' decades, so much more, film is necessary to humanise some aspects... "Genia...."
What remains alive is hardly anything when hardly anyone knows of her best ever books ten times better than sour old Solzhenitsyn or any of the Gulag ' bros'
And 8 know ive forgotten the best ones for now but mental health means having a 100% accurate always chronicling system double backed up no matter what
which will be a glorious enjoyable way to spend another 20 year cycle
as its Only pleasure to reflect on every fuckwit and their inability to use any human words
which istoo her ' zen'
knowing you just make a choice
and it eas certainly the only one open to you
As you have a gine healthy mind
And know just how useless all the rest always will be
as you've done the ' work' on universal humanness
you wont find in any ' self help'
ohh thats a point dont gorget a rare look down the library aisles i had no idea it was ONLY angsty horror movie style crime
(guess she was just one, too.... two decades ago i rit on my notepad " all life became was endless intermittent faults'..)
ehhh agghhhhh.....
superb piece about woman gets a bit of cash from being on shit telly gets ill goes and gets 'magycal healing'And ends up in looney bin...
But it was the tone, for the BBC it was nearly dramatic as it should be even if they should have set it where i am now...:
so so perfectly self assured, endlessly on her phone, just the right anorac a 500 quid piped one that looks Glastonbury compliant if patinated with the right kind of mud... "wow ive found this LOVELY radical energy healing LOVELY woman who just exudes perfect energy.." as i am sure she told her wardrobe assistant her only actual friend, paid
And the energy healing puts her full whackjob barking at the full moon it was beautiful!
Almost as beautiful as
I even have the date seared into my higher consciousness 21st May 2026 halleluyah...
even if there's no point going for their fellow 35 year olds..its the fifty five - 65 year olds who caused them to be the 35 year old lot they are
And the 55-65 year old who have the power ...
nobody dare go for them
Where is Lady Voltaire when you need her even if i ned nowt i only give love....i have so much material for her its daft
that is human-loving and lovely
cos it tells their truth
those of the High Priestesses nobody else even dares query...
whom all the other HPs of The Source (that is so genoius - HP sauce but the only truly great mind i have known being immo she would Miss it) hate cos they are like any other corporate vile self serving shareholder corporation that wont share anything!... competing
whist pretending for the no-men-clatter script 'community'
or did i put it up?
It was funny and only laughter will save you from them...
especially (its all in handwriting, soon) ..they get the one word they never ever use - the grants ("offerings" as they would word-warp; in triplicate only if you learned to work in the offices of Palantir or whatever else greedy bigcorp)
the public money ... ( like Palantir lobbying to get the dodgy contracts nobody voted for or would agree to if they knew what went on behind their closed doors...I'm talking about the selkie faerie embodied manifestations of the pushme pullyou.... now, Palantir are dull compared to their supreme con... that has indeed fair dinkum Huxley's soma, worked... for them if not their fare paying, victims.. )
...to be cont lots of bits missed lots of nice handwriting - the purpose of mental elf - they never tell you that the PURPOSE...
is to have far nicer handwriting than ever before despite hell on earth.
And remember what you wrote.
Which means that every 'workshop' bit of 'work' ....
toolkit
bit of 'radical love' ...
is for...
define: failure.
Indeed would not even understand as you have to be an adult that the purpose of any 'institution' (charity / CIC / 'program' etc) is to put itself out of business.
If that isn't top line of the mission statement it's just a Ponzi scheme ...adding to the 3 trillion already in hock
why you will get your Nigel - cos you're addicted to self arm too
Anyway why....errata how... "and we watched on Tito-tv how you all screwed up your children, too..."
Problem is what with the earth mothership UTTERLY stealing the language at one end, (the most ultra PR i have ever seen) and AI or merely a very thick automated browser all it is, scooping up all their bad language at the other
How on earth does any sweet innocent just-joining-the-herd immo learn ANY enjoyable words that actually are deep and meaningful
Now Suzi knows even is she is hooked in too they need a Ragged done on them
To save them from, and heal them of, themselves
(funny how THEY use their kids to beg for large amounts of cash when a law to use kids for honourable purpose, https://www.simonclayton2020.com/ to protect them from those who would pinch their kids they never even noticed.. or in fact too busy planning the next con to even bother to understand it.... )
talk about a cash cow - rates here must be 10k at least if not 50...
a chunk of splurge needs a LOT of work on😀 but if i drop dead with boredom heres a quick preview
to be improved and finished soon - half below unfinished
emergency rope ladder out of your hole (meaning i just know so so many hide away in hermitude for a week with the curtains drawn... and you are RIGHT - the mental elf rescue team if they find you will do far more harm than good...)
Indeed stupid Al Gorrey and the miscellaneous blockers aren't going to know that one they are all so one dimensional that the worst insult ever is to call someone one dimensional.
right why are these here, well to celebrate the fact that it's impossible for even a Southern so called man to go out without it being a fashion occasion that requires a t-shirt telling you something usually in one word; Plus my god, the aesthetic... (i really had no idea but then it fits with the poetry evening 18 mths ago when all they do was present poems about their illnesses...i mean three prostrate poems in one session, of about six so called poets, sums up the whole of their dead peninsula.
But they always have some 'look' that reminds them of their privileged yoof in Bayswater. Which is a non sequitur as all town based rearings mean you are indeed more likely to have aREALLY fucked up ill head, and they don't tell you this on the tin, that i can see from 50m away who is from where as the town or city air certainly ages you far more quickly than bumpkin air.
Always.
No exceptions. And buddhism won't help either
ahh yes here it is i have perfic mental faculties and remember every loose thread ...and SUPERB comedy show, especially when it's about forty years late, being anyone who knew the so called 'Far East' even back then knew that Myanmar - i do believe 90% 'Buddhist' is on track to become almost as Potty as Pol Pot's rather unpleasant killing fields
Pope Leo and President Trump; Buddhist extremism; Gulf Christians
but you can't tell the likes of " ragheads are different they will NEVER EVER not dynamite everyone in the bus with them as they are just born different, so of course the blue team are justified in shooting first kids in the head with drones on camera and asking questions, never........ ohh yes i have a new Buddhist mediation tape for $9.99 over on my other channel the most popular meditation app in the world "
Though the EAst has no interest to me, even if even 30 years ago you realised how the same ole male characters started to hide behind the tai chi fancy dress.... (to be cont well it has been in a long audio attempting to tell tales elsewhere never in name unless.... they take public cash..)
Anyway mentul elf
(walking does NOT 'improve' your mentul elfen wonky mess...)
TEN FREE HOURS OF WHAT IT IS AND HOW TO GET IT!
you cannot make any money off, so it should be free
Though you see here is what real mental healthy self critique is: FOOL me.... even if it was obvious it was the end of civilisation and intellectuality 30 years ago when the internet revved up and one could look up scientific research papers and essays by seemingly sane yanks, sanity one realised was indeed caring enough to put your name and DATE at the top or bottom of the paper.... as the timeline or before silly words took over sequence of things: Bental wrote that mental book then and two years later one saw that mind doctor writing that article, how interesting..is in fact called civilisation
But not any more....
Anyway healthy anything is admitting " hahh hahh i forgot the RULES! i myself established 30 years ago.... before quoting anything [as i did 2 days ago as " wow new info their fey god has blown a fuse"] check the DATE!
Indeed same expensive trendy cowboy gear from BAyswater as the longform one three years ago...
which is FAR more interesting when one factors in that at least 50% of Londoneshirers (all the Swest) talk of their "ADHD" in the first 1 minute of overhearing them... and 100% were conned by GAbors fuck-me looks some years ago...
But three years ago he turned on them (their benefits ticket - far more subtle than just a hand out, a whole universe of handouts when Moonflower-Tarquin gets his pmlace at the special school..or the one by Gwerk... you are special.
(ahh i even forgot i heard out of the actual WONERFUL gay mouth of a chap just in from 20 years in madhouse Central where he propheted from all the modern 'branding' " i was at a party other day gay one of course and someone said 'retard' and the whole room went pin droppy, and then someone said in hushed tone ' you mean....we ...can....say...ree..tard again....??' and then someone smiled a shy smile ...as if he was roomoving the dropped pin from his back passage bored with that sick kick....and we all smiled at each other and cheered top of our voices ' we can have the lovely banter insult back at last we are FREE....!!!!!!!!!" so fuck off i am up with the most leading zeity ones...)
Anyway where was i...
....sue the fuckers...
(25% of the babes, and i reckon 100% of them live in Swesterlands...)
THE ICONED-THE-CLASS
conned for forty years...
Except its astonishing just how they cannot listen!
Still...in fact it will take decades they hold on to their "ohh its biochemical" when even i a very thick ordinary bloke kicked out of school 16 slowly slowly read good quiet plain simple lit books and the odd non fiction - must be 4:1, pondering what future age 33ish ..no A levels THe number one most popular psychology undergrad program in UK, 10 applicants for every place, all 9 others for mine lanyardists, social workers teachers all with their Btecs or whatever ....me nothing, but i wrote some essays about what i knew about mentual elfine nonsense from years of especially Evgenia...and i got the place!
(part time had to work a bit elsewhere to keep Hanning's leaky cheap roof over head)
But ...
... within a few months... one day though is traumatically seared into my below average sick mind
That day she - sorry it has to be a she, as a bloke wouldnt have the same narcissistic insanity gleaming in her self loving eyes... a bloke would have muttered and maybe got his pipe out, but no she....goddess creating the NEW human from her lectern the one that is leading the whole land.... to new Jerusalem that'll pay one day for her £110 grand camper van she too busy to use, too...
" the future [of psychology] is... chemical..."
Now it would be impolite to have stood up and said "shut the fuck up you scary selfloving Messianic mad mentul case, read Stanton F Peel.. that one sentence in Meaning of Addiction where he says ' but there's just one itzy bity thing in the whole thing i don't get' ...think for YOUR self... nobody knows ANYthing except it aint about just the bodily.... i quit.."
which i did and maybe 20ish years later was vindicated when occasionally even if they fight and fight.... one hears " ehh its only about environment.."
And all pills have bad effects
But the problem is that the likes of GAbor can't talk about turkeys. " if you had a batch of young turkeys gobbling about in your front room with East Enders on in the corner night and day..or mum and dad playing out the angsty angst of EAst Ender type stuff or even so called 'reality tv' of course a child is going to have a fied brain and go all buddhist kind of compulsively making dumb noises to drown out the pain!!! ..its YOUR fault... yes you too no doubt unless you chucked the tv out 26 years ago as i did.... or rather gave it to the bimbo knowing she would never turn it off anyway.... "
Angsty environments cause all sorts of UNNATURAL behaviours way way before the stupid smartphone was a thing this is nothing new...
And the prevalence of angsty countenances massively increased by 30 ish years ago DUE only the shit tv.. there is a massive difference between a painted on Londonshire ashram smile and a real one... you don't need compulsory real smiles just a 'natural' occurrence of angsty brows - real ones as kids have superb penetrative radar ... maybe one in 20 with reasonable cause...
WOW exactly how did i miss THAT as a true no-con-classy intellectual of REAL minds and film!!!
unlike the rather one dimensional moaning Pole ..its all about stuff! well kindof...
Primo's only true equal! .. If This is am Man even if his simple plain non hystrionic other books about just simple ordinary life as a worker are better
. (i didnt know she was that gyppo-sexy before she put on so much weight in the camps..)
This is a Woman
who could THINK for herself
In a film whoop whoop rahh rahh
no idea as a commenter said they slipped that one out under the radar
Which i can guarantee will not contain THE ACTUAL GREATEST PASSAGE ON MENTAL MATTERS, EVER...
Even a stupid grand-a-weekend workshop addicted so called new age spiritually conscious of being aware mad one who runs them for 1500 quid once shes got her commissions intoo, couldnt miss except I'm sure they ignored it
"...i noticed.... those of us intelligence schoolteachers writers thinkers all humble...... the kind that Tyce-Lowe-Farage actually would, come eighty or ninety years on, to wish to chuck in the ovens, not actually caring about immos that they are quite happy wash their cars and clean the ovens below min wage in the kebab shops... as we waited in '36 ..'37 for the what we knew was inevitable late night knock on the door... papa Stalin's goons.... sometimes we waited weeks, sometimes months or even years...
"... but there was an extraordinary thing that in the run up period - still at home favourite slippers at night at least some adequate borsch n tear soup life still bearable.... their whole bodily mind-bodily, health, being, personhood, everything would gradually implode collapse go rancid and they would become shadowy retards of their former selves...waiting for the knock on the door...
"yet... when they got to the actually officially worst place in the world, almost ever, maybe except the prisons overseen by sweet Buddhists, or a workshop-retreat in Gweek...
("special guest ladies.... here with us to talk to us all about self forgiveness lives just up the road... THE MORE famous embezzler...Raynor... we can't have her other half and half the crime, Mothy as he would disrupt the 'feminine' energy but he is here in spirit, too.... The Guradian forgot to include" )
.[.oops wrong photo they look so alike
Лубянка (pronounced luh-BYAHN-kah)
or in fact possibly more acurate which means i CARE for your sick minds even if so mean only a nutcase ever put anything in my pisspot..
possibly more circa 1930s?
i havent got time to be really accurate i would like to be
]
"when they got to the place they KNEW they would be beaten to a pulp, smashed in the teeth, starved to death.... no sexy funny stuff as Ruskies arent as warped as other nations we could mention.... but almost every horrid torture ever devised they knew would await them immediately and likely followed by a one way trip down to the basement...
"if they did survive beyond the first day and if one ever saw them again their backbone was more upright..their eyes brighter even if they were only left with one the other eaten in front of them by the commandant to make his point.... their chins up ..BODILY they were transformed..positively despite all the actual real life 'negativity' ..one couldnt help notice .... they were mindbodily ...'healthier' ..one could not avoid ..." (paraphrased but accurately)
And therein is THE only thing you ever need to know about ... the mind....
As Taleb got also into her Black Swan...
cliffjumping is a healthy sport, no parachute..
or as i shall explain later - BEing ..DOing....what next even if hell, is better than choosing anything
And best mental health, even in hell... comes from there being no choice..
NOT FINISHED YET NEED MORE BATTERY.......................
MOT FINISHED YET..........................
But no mindless moron (the one in last post from Bayeswater looked just like thgis one doubtless the last one dead by now) can ever think, wow wouldnt it be lovely if EVERY morning for years you 'awaken' thinking sharp as a razor as always and i never needed any of their silly substances ..
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