An act of 'god...can go and flush herself down the bog, too...'

 All that matters being memory; 

no not 'memory muscle'  their recent trendy discovery. Just remembering.

(now that really is the ultimate cliche... a green one of them, Sprites.. tootling along the windy byway her in a bobhat...) 

Tucking onesself into bed for the Sunday movie (smashystream i believe the latest piratejob holding up fine) , god what Utter rubbish it is....  i simply cannot beleive just how one dimensional and all the blokes look like that one one cannot avoid, Mister Tate... 

Bullnecks and silly performative beards..

And its got if i recall an Imdb 8.7 or something like that....

Flip what's it come to.... would they even get a real one -  cyclopses, herds of sheep... sirens... (they're given as good as they get)...ehh.... suitors..? probably not if thats what the so called king of Hollywood thinks is a true 'epic'

All i know is had my gobby Northerner not been at home thistermorn, and SO SO looking forward to her mucky day with me.... i wouldn't be here... so as to battle on even another day. And get to posts in drafts half made over the last week.

Righty ho so  what are the most beautiful words to hear " i didnt see you there, mate.." Satermorn

Meaning my stealth op is perfect especially there.

now this is getting a bit junky problematical as i know he was one them meandering the street of Kington Cyclops town a decade ago but i did think he had passed on into my notepad THE meaning of life but his little version was only three words...

The phrase "all is nothing" translates to «Τα πάντα είναι τίποτα» in modern Greek or «Πάντα ἐστὶν οὐδέν»

the magnificent Dimitri - late of Corfu until he washed up on these pestilent shores a few dacdes ago and " ohh my the art ..is just so 'safe'..." one didnt need a translator to see his face transmoggying into a look of disgust..

and he is an arts 'mentor' a fine man of eighty still looks 60 as ...he got THE fight in him 

To be cont

Except the allynowt journeying...  i guess is over. But i do have until the 1st of August before it gets truly serious...

A day i always hated more than any other in previous regions where the 'visitor economy' hadnt become absolutely everything, as it heralded the beginning of the  truly awful month...

But two years ago iot was the very opposite, the beginning of a great fun new month...

Anyway nothing to do with me ... they blow through pretending otherwise... have to come back to be relevant; and i guess could never take it in that my ONLY interest is not to whine about the incame, who stayed,  but to decribe just how truly fragile the fringe hinterlands always were (being the majority of the 'environment' in that small scale farming or homesteading really is the best bang for eco buck... on no bucks. 

And the only way it could  be just about sustainable, is that the rural person knew that ones word had to be one's bond..

'rural honour' even if one couldn't use highfalutin words like 'honour' near cowboys of sheepbabes the real thing... 

They would just stare at you as if you belonged in one of them 75 k SUVs or even XJS's that makes them sour inside them up all night reboring the engine of their tractor just to make it live to fight another day...

and maybe get the hay in...

iT..not being the 'economic' in any other way than the only sustainable economic unit of the land  - the real version rather than the Mrs stepford comes to truman towers version, was always mucking in together... and keeping to your word.

(ohh my why does one have to fight so even saying a week ago to the academic and friend of the 'Minister' of the land...

" it is only sustainable over medium term in regions where the babes cant easily commute to the nail bar every day..if two are together at least tangoing in relative peace most of the time..."  and despite the official data being 3.6% ... and as previously ascertained to be nice to the fine genuinely respected Mister TAtchel, lets round it up to 5%...

which doesnt even allow for example Mister Bowie who well arguably 'changed his mind' and bred ... after so kindly marrying for a passport too... 

but why any time one mentions 'partnership' never mind marriage is there such an auto-kerfuffle, like instantaneously,  about  the really rather  minority in the countryside who love a bit of muck elsewhere than on their wellies... it's not only exhausting its so so boring... as if one has immediately insulted all the minority by not saying " the environment and land was always more sustainably managed and made to work on average in a  way that's better for nature if its a couple doing it in tandem  [real life examples given, interesting real ones]   and that of course includes pixies in a same pixie relationship, never mind their furbie fans whatever one of them is...  et cet er ahh...."  i just hate being alive in this ridiculous country, always... even if i awake every day always with a  glint in my eye no matter what

But yes...a decade long quest for just a FEW saner good minds, you pinpoint them occasionally, And of course its always ruined by taking up all the energy one needs to merely lobby for the majority who may just have managed to remain sustainable had theytoo not... with their auto-thing which i filed up in the hills a few weeks ago and havent even had the e4nergy to check if its in here or was it another snapshot...

i know one fine one who doesn't do it though.. that immediate almost up on her hind legs to headbut you the minute you have actually began to express any sane balanced opinion...

anyway  where was i ..ohh yes, a real ongoing dry spell for 10 weeks more really means almost all outdoors work suspended or cancelled...

which really does throw into relief the way tyhe Lowlanders wasted my time i didn't have to waste as country men or women know that you have to make hay whilst the sun shines, in MArch...and April...

but diverting my haymaking tackle to others now reaps only a firesale .. 

time... time given then, when in fact i should have been spending time filling up the reservoir just in case but of course  not only can the Lowlander not think of the no psycho version, they can't think  that the otherlander may be giving away his one and only chance of the year to make enough to keep going the rest of the year...

i know what that is, NPD... even if just ignorance not worthy of a label..

to be cont

  

"community" but all is merely the dull 'psychogeography' - the only one of their new paradigm buzzwords i allow

 (other than as a shortcut word, acronym, for the true end of the road, BPD) 

oops i wanted to put his wonderful word about her, 'turbulent' in the title, ohh well as usual ultra multi tasking just to persist into the day, on fresh air... hopefully muck heap fumes soon as long as my saviour the older NORTHERN woman is ready for action...

oops the 'l' is cut off i'm not scared of adders i snooze in the bracken often at afterlunchtime especially a lovely day like yesters..

 not 'turbulent. years of youthful plodding up a hill pushing your bike it being too steep to peddle..

I know cycling psychogeorgraphically made my inner persona...

but can she a Lowlander understand ? time may tell... 

which is merely due to a wonderful new reader  - well i think she can, who wants to know "wtf are you..?" as she is a rather good unusually alive artist. And agrees that some joint effort on certain things connected to her next generation twenty something, also, is needed...  they have no REAL guides or saneish old farts to show them How to Live... 

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/community-and-only-way-i-know-of-to.html

all i really know from a life of observationalism of all their fancy 'modalities' is that lots of long walks up the hills of N Wales pushing your (hardly any gears) bike, no cycle helmet either,  back up to get home or elsewhere far more fun, i think is a splendid vaccination against going psycho..no matter what Lowlander nonsense  is so thrown up in your way...it's all utterly behind one back, down the hill, Utterly irrelevant, to the 'now' ... and one has to save every bit of puff to make it where you need to be: back up above them, in safety...

....and hilltop serenity.

  

there is a lot more END OF THE ROAD..materielle, in my drafts still to maybe finish and get up here ....soon

Gosh there's signal here, thisters....in lower slopey stealthone

 Now all we need is a tad of the rains, which won't come ..

Them BBC weather still in paranoid android mode...  demanding you need your wellies a few hours thistermorn, just in case

(and the ONE GREAT journalist man dead ...ferk at sixty eight... my Sundays are over...and he never even moaned "this may be my last episode" i feel cheated... i was entitled to know!)

Now... there really is only one tune....

times two

... " a mile up from your den of take every quid or grand...but as we know you can't parody, them, there... it would be fatal.....two...." 

the most obviously dangerous ever hilltop interaction. 

" right you two..... 

" when one of your 'kind'   was given the diversity hire bigjob on merit.... i took Estelle to London town and we saw on the metro... do you call it..ehh i forget i only speak with bloody foreigners and i do take care to speak in their tongue as thats respect i never hear anyone else even attempt in this BPD narcco paradise of hell .... ohh yes subway...

" i wish i had taken a picture actually i think i did.... every single Evening standard out being browsed, and every single one a black face on the front smiling out down that carriageway...... ... even if he turned out to be a bit..."

" yes we know a  remilitarising conman.....let her side down ..."

" anyway...forget that.. how is it that you knew that Finland... ohh yes dont forget Chileehhh.....  ' no more ferkin pesky democracy on merit lets get it, great  reset, over and done with.' ...  babes in top jobs equally and THEN lets figure out who has the sexiest hardo and thus gets it on 'merit'...

" i mean if it were me maybe, you see she changed her MIND...no English can ever do that, seems impossible interbred from the times oif us runnin' the slave trade i guess....  and i duno about Former sovs if they jhave a change-ones-mind soul.... probab;ly fatally infected, too....

" me....  Tulsi... she recently resigned, i guess due your   big beast goin' a bit more pogun than he had suggested he may....

" me i would vote for her regardless of label.... as you say,  theres nuthin between them  i mean how did you know we're all three just oldschool classic liberals and yoos still in school...so Tulsi in my opinion but maybe there are others... ....why you need to start up the babes [on sexstrike] tea party.... and no mad Sarahs who begat the big beastie boyman infact thats an insult to men.....  

"that fabulous steak of grey says to me she really does know how to live in her older skin...and courts incongruity the only actual sexy thing there is if its done with sincerity...

". and i am even more of a pacifist than Captain Fantastic as ive lived and loved in warzones, inadvertently....and sat in a front room in late '92 with a lovely young Serbo Croat VAnja we had given refugee digs too  and her mum and dad were on each different side of that madness by so called birth, and they lived on the actual demarcation line between mum's  in laws,  wanted to eat dad's....

" but if a babe can change her mind as she seemed to .....and spout peaceful means.... 

 .....  

 .... .."

" well we will look into her and picket herfirst...... "

"but theres just one thing..... i wonder if you know.....  your people..... in my wanderings and various landlopings the world even if the best are up into hell and here you are, the only hope there ever can be ....

" if you want to know the difference between your gaf and all the rest....

"even the so called hippies gotta have the biggest fat noisy motorbike..or biggest noisy hippy waggon... even CAptain F gotta have his  big  showoff bus...

" nobody in your whole pestilent big country ever can even imagine... that less is more....."

some wordless true words of nodded yesir! ...dont need explaining 

"  but i know if there were more of yooz, sat in the potholed and crumblin'  track up here...as if back home in Virginia in the interbred loony parts no one dares explore ....well there may just be hope.... "

"we couldnt in backhome in fact they dont have them, its all fancy  and fenced off ...we love this old steepsloped....  weedy byway to nowhere we could sit here all day just... 

being.. but we are interested in politics... and yes we had heard of Marie Black.... so yes what are we waiting for..!"

Art project under construction... now i really do have a willing audience

NOT READY TIL 0900

Just One Day

Every second planned to perfection, 

or maybe two. Even if the same dull theme rolled into ten years, no change.. iondeed thirty

 

.........Uses ex corde vita as its official motto to represent an educational philosophy focused on individual freedom, emotional growth, and inner passion over rigid competition

Now i can die... as i know there is hope, and none..

As the Greeks knew with that one sentence of  three words, a long time ago.

Now.... if only she (That Bush, i tried to use for mutual aid...) could have been around:

 At the complete and Uttermost end of The Road

No ifs no buts... no hope

No 'hopekmaking'

No point....

The bravest radicalisation  conversation, ever.

As up on the hill there is a kind of person one never would dare to stop and chat with... them sat in the middle of the road on strike

HAlf an hour into, it

(THE only hope there is)

" ....my dad said  we should watch it..."

"Just remember Captain Fantastic first....  theres a girl in it your age about.... 

" Don't Look Up next.... i don't know which is the best modality, supreme humour and equal seriousness... or rather more of the brutal humour in the latter....

" and if i dont hear on the wireless in a year or so that you've organised a total cleaning strike, care strike, and by then i shall also be able to say 'sex strike' without you blushing.....  im gonna come and find you.... as you know until there's a Meryl in the top job... the world can't ever be safe [as the only great half hour chatterboxery chimed] ...  fuck the Constitution even Pakistan managed to have one of your side of the endless so boring equation ...in the top job even if it didn't end too well for her ...."

" I can't find the toxic powder..'

 Well that is going to take quite some therapeutix...

" The conversation"

 Now.... 

to be added to in a bit...

Even if the same one had twenty years....

Cannot ever be listened to ..

These years....only ever taken

personally.

And his absurd comedian on the wireless blaming  someone ELSE..

for his utter failure to ever laugh at especially himself...

to be cont

Don't watch, or listen, if you wish 'natural beauty'

 

and i have a recorded audio talk from her a few weeks ago ,  she is SO funny and alive and in very rudehealth

and no bullshit...say anything ... all the way..

Right...one more ... on 'the conversation' long planned 

The No flies series ...

 more,  of many 

But this is so hard as youtube is such a sick mentally disturbed twat for several years it sticks some in 'videos' and some in 'shorts' by it's sick little selfsome

without ANY rhyme or reason

and i lose track of what is up

for nobody to look at never mind pay up for

(ohh yes the ULTIMATE anti-Tolle admission of PURE authenticity

is in one ..)

soon

theres a sequence

and this one to be fixed mid morn

PLAYLIST NOT COMPLETE YET ... bugger off til 9ish and munch someone elses poo 

(god it literally is perfect here thistermorn, no walkers just him meandering but sadly the bouncy one isnt around any more she was a real 'inspiration' for real .. i enjoyed watchimng her truly energetic bounce...  but the true religion of stealth works on the who is around now principle, if theres no one that means the atchin tan is also available for tomorrow as never be in the same place two morns running...in this very observed universe...)

the very worst thing and waste of energy is i have to relisten to video clips as some are for very PRIVATE memorialisation not for NOW a few more rather real things that if you say them you'll probably get shadow-banned at best,  whatever that is (Brett, nouveau N..., his obsession) ...

and i cant be bothered any more so some vidclips may have things in meant for some private 'cause' but i no longer have the perturbation about me left,   to censor anything ...nearly

even if censorship costs time and money 

 

 (VERY pro halfbreeds  - the only pone  - half Paktoo...who knows what her baby DOES need! nothing!!! cept her tit for now...)

hahhh hahhhh there you go theyre all getting up!

8amish...

why for decades a real country fringe dweller has to rise at sunrise 

before the rest get up, usable signal

COMPETITION of scant resources no green fake ruralite can ever admit

from 8ish...

theyre all at it " who NEEDS me....? on my smartie..."

no signal or not enough

probably has missing one or who knows i forget the way the BDS swarm and then ...well, swarm away to the next one they think they can ....spend time with seeking only attention ....and i fully empathise as i set up 'outlets' for their attention if they actually ever REALLY wanted it... for the right reasons, but of course that's only ever notional.... until they use Eckheart for toilet paper and discover that the Now... is DOing it now,  or soon... 

And then your tomorrow will be

 Tolle free...

no need for any of the mindLESS nonsense they devour,  as lip balm in a desert of only them to see..... the cracks...

in the broken mirror

 cos you're fixed even if as always one fails

even i forget just what are the important things to spotlight showcase..

and thats the point

But at least i do have a memory...

The above probably has duplicates, i care about as i know Im not  a retard like Sam Harris's Jenny Cidal-ajacent 'TEAM',   who makes many production mistakes at all,  in an ideal world,  where one would treble check everything first before pressin' publish, but i live in the ultra-NOW...' hmm what can i do now with minimal resources now as for even midmorn god only knows...?'

 as to save battery i have to so splurge and it doesnt show the fingernail even until its gone and 'processed' it which takes too long and it will only show part of the title wording so its pure memory spatial... by feel

groping in the dark

Righty ho the real funny one next....

What's worse than Bu-liteism, Wattsiness and altered states through the Yahooasker

vomvom bucket?

(The ultimate " diversity hire" to quote the BBC on the head of internazi justice thistermorn;  who never had had anything to say except look at me I am yummy shavey and wont say what needs to be said, we have absolutely no idea wot reality izzz!

which is wot the science saystoo)

reality is if you can fall asleep listening to his clickbait con, having scanned it all to the end where the so called ' hologram' isnt the ine their latest religion would love it to be

the one where its all a computer generated unreality so Elon's swarm of nanny bots will come along and eat up all your xebobiota . 

so you dont have to DO anything in this Holly gram..

anyway and going back to the start, as he ANYthing new to say....???

ohh yea we knew that 100yrs ago..and that fifty .. Einstein hates dead catty slits

and the box  ( Shroedy's) may be   an illusion too..

none of it wirks

as a whole

but his eyes can never light up ( Like Lee Smolin's in the glorious annus 2020ish or 21... " even both my clever dick  string theories are probably popycock.,  we know NUFFIN., and there is freedom, .. and hope.... but don't make any more mess in the nest its really likely uts a real one and not made if quantumly spooky self cleaning  strings ..." to slightly elucidate upon exactly what he meant to Keating ..."

but you cant get that through to Gweek as its trendy to sit around the druggy camp

fires

as pouting the latest clever " its a hologram" ..

load of cockrobin

and Miss Interpreting science the latest guesstimate which does not say 

its like that one they all say so as to avoid the hoover

sucking up the shit 'o Gweek creek...

 

"we hear of natural world cattyclisms....

 ...what is the one thing  gives you hope ?"

( in ultimately  tickbox tones including ' and i hear theres a lovely little community library swappy box they swap gardening boox...') 

 " its ...the......conversations..."

TO DO, part one of loads ..

 especially if i am to really get that passport app in

i will probably have to duell  their only one poet,  who maybe isnt fixated on homo erotic marchin' songs...

so  ...the miniscule  parasites in the stolen blood in the tick's dull grey flatiron grey

  bloodsack

upon the  bot's bum

polluting his head with De Botty

bollocks

all seventy books of his multi level marketing scheme 

youre ....all mere warm up act for the real men

.... and as for yestereve... " god ...i wouldnt sit here on your doorstep with a roll up luv ... i would  bloody well stalk her all round town ... always... ...look at her landlopin' up the street back to you, not just legs of a gazelle and dont she know it tartin around like that.... but her jokes ....the moment i met her... that subject even, the one we arent allowed to even consider as subject for debate in she goes with her sharpies ....... frig me she was like some cure for everything, every single stupid thing gone wrong this century,  in her first so truly vandalising sentence to me ... she is perfect.... i mean she holds to account 

every silly bitchy bit of cant everyone else does by default... 

just by her persona bein' extant

 i told err shes got a responsibility to unqueen the current old hag and take her rightful place owning the crown god only knows how ahe got it it no longer exists.... never ever ever... let her out your sight   ....  in fact if you dont already In your little girlygirly  games .. i'd chain her to your big brass bed and...

" in fact i'll eat the key  as tribute to something from another universe where metal is still for real

and for good. "

" i know..." 

so, talk about the ultima Flight of Fancy... and anti-kairos*

never mind   Flight of Love...

so there's an 'ethical hustle' which isn't even a hustle as  i officially no longer understand ANY brit..

Ones known years even. Tell them of a big pile of gold, you know all they care about is a big pile of gold, and they have this you've-caught-me-with-my-knicks-down tome in their voice

as there is the smallest quid pro quo, and no benefit to me, of them actually DOing what they have said for years they do...

I bet another one of them fuzzy matrixes thats at least 25% BPD..

But act as if it ain't as i am "bulletproof"

*anti-kairos a bad way of putting as  - literally AS..one 'gives up'  (kairos beiong its exactly when you need it  = time to love die breed be genocidal, etc all in one..) one meets in a church and has long wonderful chat with the only ONE real man for many a league or even km...

(long hair, i commented, just like they all so rudely comment about me lookin' tarbrush..) 

THE ONE who if one were setting out twenty years ago to speak about environments you NEEDED to meet on day one... " thirty two years with the bigjob posh National Park.... senior..and i was tyhe scientific powerhouse of REAL intelligent ecosystems..."

And he agreed with every word i condensed for him, of this recent offering to you - exclusive my readers, errata bots infact parasites upon the dangly bits

of bots, they are so bloodsucking mean

indeed ticks... on the bottoms of bots is all my readers ever were, 

so you got first what NObody says  -and the top dog of the i bet it's royal warranted sewerage dump agrees i am RIGHT and nobody focuses on it at all...

in this.

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/the-voice.html

the bit where it says

HEREIN  - link below, two audio files made yesterday on what nobody ever simplifies and speaks out on in respect of the REAL major cause of all the damaged watercourses in UK.

Which are at the root of the tree of life and thus just about all the rest of nature so so badly damaged too...and it will NOT change... it cannot due chemistry and physics...of the home - summed up below

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Lof7hIuw2xxF2OHpD1QSWXV7wuNdQkGY?usp=sharing

just as i officially give up ever nattering to anyone ever... there was never any point. Ever...

and the egomainiac armchair warriors ego-fest argue about which  molecules does what at The Warren at Hay  (water test monitoring fakebook page) to show off to each other rather than DO something about it ALL..

But then that would affect their property prices, too...

All thats at the root branch and diabetes medicine [into their wye my tests showed] shit spattering bottom of it all....

skinned teeth...

 terminally,

surely for ' good'

silly me

save the best til last

and what a load of tales...

now... how splendid to awake with a full battery.

 Even if two prices paid .... the highest, his look...

TO DO ANOTHER DAY 'MUTUAL AID' no point really finishing it they don't know those words espesh in Swesterlands...

 not fin until 2000 approx

lots more to maybe load 

plus ANYthing can be fixed...

"mutual aid memoir ehh always try and plan ahead mutually if maybe running that way who needs what.... " no Green like Richie  the preacher to his only converted could ever managed as all he cared about was being seen in his lovely clean always superwashed neon jacket in the streets of his dumptown...

despite being the '...Local Environmental Newtork...' but the finniest thing of all was the day Gordon said to me having been told of films of many local hedges being unlawfully cut by the farmers in breeding season.... 

As Gordon is showing off powering a lightbulb by an exercise bike he never used quite obviously

" simon...we're not an environmental organisation dont you know..." despite so much fundraising in quasi charitable roles... using the word in their name, "environment" 

 And that was the most beautiful case study of BPD and NPD in one...even ten years ago... exactly

I have a superb memory i dont even need to get the tapes out....

retained as barter for electricity or other things of use,  nobody even thinks to ask especially in Swestershire home of the uber alternate Teletubbine twatclass.... ....almost every single one saying some wank we were all saying 40 years ago. "we need some other form of exchange  rather than cash.." 

Its truly the most gorgeous mad opera even some anally addicted ITi wouldnt imagine, indeed even the one greatest European great cinematic mind himself of this century

wouldnt dream up such..material...

 not that there has been ANY point for 20 years explaining, except for Hunter soles worn out in the summer sun as wear is FAR far higher wandering the streets of Gweek or other similar places with your Hunters (or other even cooler fuck it must be hot brands,,,, 35degrees  and wellies on performatively in an actual drought (caused ALL growth to stop a month ago thus i am bankrupt as no calls not even to weed their borders or lawns..)  my my that's what i call fanaticism in respect of performative respect me as ive got posher wellies than you....and land too.... that will have only dried up springs..

anyway no point saying ANYthing to this fanatical lot such as " if you care for little bindypop's planet maybe youtoo may use wellies only when REALLY necessary... " and of course Caroline Lucas and fake herd of sheep, trying to make themselves look 23 with a 23 year old boys fancy boyband haircut,  when shes 65 and as a result always looked silly and really rather ill ....and the UNconverted ununThatchable  need to see someone who looks NICE in their own nice glowing healthy skin as only envy fuckin works in a sceptic shopping Aisle like this always has been ...no hope there.....

or Gweek where its the only currency there is

ehh where was i ...?

( i have decided if you pay up enough, to make me look good,  and just keep it at 5000 pageviews a day so i can show them though that doesnt look very good compared to the weird 220,000 views some days a few weeks back, in fact you make me look even more of a failyure, to be consitent...

 i have already written the letter in my head applying to The Serbian Embassy for honorary citizenship or at least a propper job at the top of their tourist board AND their application to fuck Croatio off and get EU membership on schedule soonish...

after all NO country  other than Youessay could conceivably have so much mass BPD... so we shall start there, testing them if they will let me in having been very very rude about Serbian homoerotic marching songs on youtube and i shall never edit my material for my own sake ever...

BUT VERY VERY complimentary about that wonderful movie with the scratchy violin players and a fine man eating a raw egg at the bus stop...a true road trip even  if not very far...like mine for the first  10 years ..i could succeed  as there is only one consistent semi-hero of this fabulous stream of consciousness that their really rather not so brilliant top filmmaker whatisface could only dream of...  

oops exactly all i was going to write  was i bet even a drunk wife beating ..oops a drunk damn builder better not confuse abstracts ..or Polish archetypes...(its in the audios i think ive got that far either here or the other place)  

a sozzled Serb im sure would understand no matter how you 'feel' LINE UP your wellies all of you as stormsure  the only product i trust 100% of the time to fix 100% of anything, non human,  but i never meet any of them any more as BPD destroys it....

(i cant get any, no address) ... tubes at £3.50 will do ten pairs of HOLES in wellie sides not soles...

in one setting ideally, as the magic stuff goes hard after a few weeks opened..

 so fixing en famille 

even fake designer handbags welcome if you must

is a reason to get the shottie out

it saves money

never mind the most precious of all products

  time

(we wont be debating with the DeBotties Fatty Mcgilchristfaces, Wattses and their miscellaneous very very catty copy cats [f] in some timeless multi other universe 

the recent fad of denying even that eists

ask Mr Watts's liver about that particular bit of entropy

as we will have run out of time for any chat

when dead

* in fact hmmm.... do Tyrolean Italians rightly hate The South, all of it so much as they may be bribeable...

as there are TWO of us in perfect harmony on that little issue...Yaz-Mong did a recent superb recorded analysis for me (agent Z has had a copy..it doesnt say dont sleep with the next generation of these fuckin evil lost boys .... as they cant help their parents...but they can only help themselves by KNOWING the truth of their parents, especially the Eppy lites operating under the guise of 'gastronome..')

of how her poor Olive will have to watch out for oil slicks even in NAples they are so violently filthy with the chip wrappers everywhere...

beyond all care

now if any of the odd thousand are feds or legals for some fool slighted you have to keep checking this one too 

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/my-life-story-cont.html

 

but there are a few pages that only the 'premium' bots can see.... not that i offered such so it doesnt count in this awful endless grift the likes of HArris even Meghan does... "subscribe for early or exclusive premium content"

i wouldnt know if anyone has ever 'subscribed' to this i dont care ...

And i so hate some smart arse sending 20 euros as i have to ponder what to i say... thanks

i want to pay them back errat him...

the mad one who paid for my time this spring at about 3,50/hr pretending he cared who his father was... doesnt count

but anyone who pays anything i would be utterly desperate to refund them they would be so unworthy of even a private email.......

ahahhh... thats called a Ponzi scheme isn't it...

like every mindfulness wellness LIFECOACHING exclusive club what do they call them multi level marketing schemes...

old hat

to go with the compulsory cowboy hats

of Gweek

where i bet more of them are made in the twinflames of hades-there than anywhere

else in the fetid land....

and the semi-hero she did say "its full of hate here.."

To The pole who  a mere six months later i did try and fix

up with a fabulous i mean Utterly crazy 

almost as crazy in the sac as a Kraut Nige never tells you that

bit of stuff...

who was so so curious as to what it may be like to have a girly at her muff

sincerely

the truly ultimate act of MUTUAL benefit

as one friend would have become less available 

and who knows i may have had to stand in

after all i knew what the 'best friend' wished before she even asked my friend

I could just tell.

And everyone ..all four

who knows may have had mutual benefit

even if

(the look she gave me when she first saw us driving past in my tin can

... it was classic

that episode alone  - attempted coercion

in the only slightly less polluted peninsula of this whole awful peninsula

The Roseland...

pimping in to Roseland pimps HQ as often as i could

the only sexy women on the whole peninsula

for the fairdinkum other fairly sexy one for her age and lack of sleep

 mutual metoo benefit via what they BOTH wanted!
is ten times better than any mere Kozinsky

Stoppard himselef - overrated

ehh Poliakoff too wanky to do REA desire

... all of them would be jealous as to the shennaningans ongoing this time last summer

and not one of the other players knew as they eere nervously playing pretend maybe we wills

even thought..its all i wanted..

not for me, but me in two dimensions...

the inevitable next step...if they were steppin' out...espesh if they ended up ehh like abit formally entwined

best man, stood over the aisle from the best woman

hissing still no doubt....) 

Twenty years of marrige

 someone with an eco 'cause' they just MAY have actually meant they will do..they just maybe need to know someone who is a bit legal stoppy.. and one may have a van that needs 'sharing' .. 

as the real joke is most of course are far less keepin on fiscally than especially in Swestern regions they pretend. To keep 'face'. But which one!?! One looses track..

(except for my one Northerner  of the leave every flower lawns..)  

(official last ever interview today, a top dog at their 'National Park' " it sure has gone down hill..." but the first time i have ever heard my equal!! " and dont you know that the rubber from the tyres that is worn off by the roads [ " ehhh up dont forget the quite unnecessarily displayed Hunters in mid summertoo.. that cant be recycled either" that made him smile] ...  it wears off and ends up in the [MID-lands ] rivers ... " 

" AMAZING the amount of single occupancy vehicles up and down your National Park every day....as ive said for 20 years two per woodburner... ideally a few per motor...but no Green politician can even hint thats a good policyish thing to remind em of as they may get sued if one turns out to even have a huff with the other in YUK......and SO many obviously quite so so alone old women with Sophia Loren sunnies so they may be thought still relevant, or the tears of lonesomeness kept from view...... me i almost never drive up to mid-land elevation car parks  i park at no higher than about 150m ..and walk the rest of the way up to the tops....   and you sometimes meet walkers on the way up but not this summer a bit of heat drives them all to stay in the gym i guess where theyve got a fan and SO much noise... and lasterregion 

( ah yes a perfect example of what narcissistic personality disorder really is... in the one place for many miles all reminders of scrofulous humanity are fantastically not present... until the " im terminally depressed" farm worker who seemed very very friendly to me goes and decides to Blott on The LAndscape with several of these bigjobs..

ahahh but wait til you see the inscriptions... right out of the Gabor Mate playbook..   in the one place i could walk up 3 times a week to forget the evil pestilence spread all over the region (superb study an inside job)  by their fake 'therapists'... 

ohh yes him.... of course he would bragg about malking up Herrocktoo...

but that's for another day.. )

same policy .... they actually speak to you as if you are  retard with some kind of neuro hammerheaditis...  "

Anyway the real useful annals soon

 how to have notionally and often in great danger, mutually benefit more than one at a time...

when their needs coincide, except the Atomisation is so total that...  even in the rural lands the real ones (she wont listen!)  jobs at Lidl a second car away...

A doctor who may manage not to kill you 50km minimum...

There never was any notion of mutual benefit quite extraordinary especially when my people were the very rural 'poor' who are those rather than requiring Andy's leg up which will never  come as its for townie bluehairs, only

and no complaints as thats the way its always been, even a most retarded retard (i never met one all 'disabled' have some not 'superpower' no just thing they excell at   and could turn into an income stream if the local 'community' had ever bothered telling them about New enterprise Allowance the ONLY great gov scheme ever i know i managed to nudge about 10 retards onto it over a five year stretch ..... so as to GENUINELY improve their mental health as in they dont have to go and fake really BAD wonkiness any more to get the benefits a real good working  allowance paid so they have time to BREATHE ... and try and 'grow' ...alone as no conartist counsellor could ever even manage to grow the amount of people sharing a motor in rural places which is the number one cause of mental elf always has been always will be...)

There is one thing Much worse than sharia law....

 nothing is ever really a skit....

i think its the right way around i can't see in the glare and i had to move 100m up the road here just to get a bit 'o signal...

Now i am inspired and have radicalised one at least....to not only have the baby she said she needed upon first contact 4 years ago...

she promises " pictorial art [she has MFA in] is wank.... i must write.. the truth for little Olive...."

which is partly though she is not fully freed yet, that she left London and even birthed in Italy - but it must be at at least 1000m as ALL their Lowlanders her words are lost forever...

and i claim at least one of her legs but i shall never see her as i dont waste emissions - i know five women  who MUST meet the Mong..

for their own good so i will only go if my bus is full of at least three of them magic bussing to paradise...

The Mong

first chat, even if she was infected badly then by the not quite meaning what she said....  of all the women at her Westminster MFA course...one i met  first..

" god theyre all so..." 

" no i dont need that record on repeat tell me something interesting.."

" My FULLPAK dad ....extremely handsome only came over in the early 70s to shag as many Nottin' Ill women as possible... who did him some damage it has to be said... he drives around Kilburn ion his old banger with the window permanently down in case he sees any of his so called brothers on the street and yells top of his voice " if you wanna wander around a civilised country at lunchtime in your pyjamas fuck off back to Dinosaur lands....!"

of course he was wrong...

as over the years one day The  half-Pak (other half German a sadly once alcy one )  finest Mong will be able to fully articulate ...

As she does know... this as ive spent 4 years attempting to clarify it for her ...

 

Or is they had just been told the truth, of how their bully very-boy law ...was a pathetic little Johnny come lately failure next to 

that which really dominates ...especially all places like SWestershire ESPECIALLY of course GWeek.. then infected Hay, presteigne even i saw it trickle into a place more backward  and moronic, than lovely Malala's Swat VAlley...

Kington (only cos they couldnt afford the aformentioned runaway places... amazing how many turned up fairly soon after divorce.... just far enough away so dad can neither see said sprogs or the law may bother asking about their perjury or other suches.... and NOBODY ever ever can think to judge them as being not quite what their keratese hairdo may say so splendidly harmony hairsprayed abundant with nourishment...)

anyway ehhh.... all i need surely there is one non-bot who knows that even if i hate comedy i can make them all comdedcally come to life sometimes it even makes me laugh

and if i had a grand to evade the crusher or even 5 grand for an adequate one and not having to WORK for all these ones as described above ...my my i bite my tongue...

then it would be SO SO much more readable...

all i want to do is splurge as is ones duty to Olivia so Yas-Mong can be informed in a language she understands as she alone also uses it with me...

And she is a true intellectual.... even if she got rather ranty about Sorrentino's effort to say SOMETHING about Italian babes in whatnot his latest one...

i decry all Italians especially if they are called Sanaa in the news today well i know one worse...one letter removed ..... more dangerous and lethal... two, to tango a poor child to soul-death...

anyway i argued " i think he TRIED !!! as in Barby they tried!!!! to say something maybe not possible to sum or or even say....  but he tried ..... Yasmin, to say something useful about the state of play babe 'n bloke, if you can call Italian blokes blokes that is....  have some grace .... "

"Which is what Olive needs as its the real issue of the day and the last dull 20 odd years... maybe one day we can do better...." 

And she could.... with some guidance.... and tough daddy love she gets from me that sadly dad wasn't really able to...

but for a wonky-lass-dad she does so so well!

I am a solutionist as its too not acceptable to the brainwashed by ...god ive forgot......nope Charles Eisentein... just copying Watts... they dont alow simple words like utilitarian (with constant doses of Land of The Blind checking for overreach or unintended consequences of manifestly beautigful perfect new realities...) 

 best bang for buck for the most... nope thats too 'fascist' or complicated for the above lot the Steiner-ajacent as it may put their next life 'out of business'... fuckin' sort it NOW....

And its funny you could cry .. her dad has her ex husband up in the assizes - i forget who was the brownest, for harassment charges... basically made up

as no immigrant ever really cares about local law or morality unless it suits them...as is was the case when i was a multiple immigrant... " fuck French aviation lore i do what the fuck i want over their alps... wow... did you see that chamois up there, bouncing along.... above us.."  

And the funniest thing of all really...  the ONLY one i really trusted as she had spent many a day in court her best buddy fitted up on false allegations by a lovely Former Sov.. that brand you're not allowed even to think aren't angels... lost him his medical qualifications...

I really thought she did understand... them stuff called right wrong.. being consistent is the only way to beat... 

the babes above who i gave her  free personal workshop  course on half last summer...

nope... even the halfies when it comes to that blood i guess...no hope...

Though I know...The Mong... could save her and give her exactly the kind of talking to so needed...

And have spent a  year attempting to make it so...

But nope no hope....

unless...

I am getting SO  so so bored of remembering as i always do for over 3 years  " ahh a page i made here yesterday, for you,  i noticed  later in the day after pressing publish immediately no battery time to check anything except a quickest glance....that in the first line instead of 'too' as it should have been  it was typod  to 'to' and then those super super fast written emails the spell check in post.com hadnt caught up its so slow before i sent them and i then saw  when forwarding them a few hours later ...the last half was filled with really very mentally retarded typos theres no hope... 

and i have to rember now which page i saw it in which will take half an hour rather than be creatively rapid-fire just a bit funny as i never ever plan anything except to get them all finished with then resume normal bad poetical wistful service ...

and as the above lot whom cannot even listen or read the latest (for TWENTY YEARS) crystal clear law designed to help their kids in the real world...

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/p/official-judgements-and-statements.html

and EVERY vile so called 'mediator' even in Dartington HAll conlands were to have READ FROM VERBATIM ... so as to be plenishy nice to their 'clients;' thats what you get for  millions of quid spent on the above alone when it should have been 50p the cost of my first schedule sent to a scummy magistrates in SEPT 2002 

that wasnt quite as nice and luvvy dovey pure Steiner-ajacent wordy... (i created, too, mostly) 

but pretty much the same 

(even if of course they couldnt just say exactly equal so the blackmail had to very quickly resume but this time " love they made an error... thursday to thursday it shoudl have said, in writing now....or i take it back to court even if i never took it to court ever only you lot who dont care care to do such as that... ... and this time you wont be able to defraud legal aid  of many many a thousand...as i believe you do now 'officially' cohabit.... and he will have to declare his house...)

nope... to much to ask... as they  - social workers, school teachers,  mediators... never mind the lizards, of 'law' .... cannot ever do what they are told to kindof in top bigjob law..

either 

and nobody ever ever held them to account

as that would put their accountants out of a job, too

the edn