My only really enjoyed find 2020... (nixing around the new 'gurus' - all awful and so lacking true easy put-you-feet-up-and-smile zen...
and she even said in a chat i was listening to up a hill autumn 21 " why does no one speak about the terrible waste of time and even pain us babes have to go through with our makeup, preening and all that" and i said to self great woman!
until early this year i heard her make a personally insulting comment about "ogghhh and he mister Sam BAnkman fried is so so ugly like a monster" and someone else around the same time she personally insulted - thats against the RULES any decent person knew when i was a ferkin teen....
in other words i have never found ANY decent media... Pilger and Tariq Ali good on grown up politics otherwise all angsty undignified city folk...
But her one on art ok - and not cynical about yes GREAT culture 70s-90s DID change us..as i told Olivia the biker Three Colours we were in awe of - showed us how to live (polish director).. HUMBLED us - there are wise ones who have what we need to LIVE UP TO...somehow....and if that is real that emotion or THEMIX wave that comes over it huirts as well...it is daunting "how could i possibly live up to the wisdom and humanity of Three Colours... "
i forget if red blue or white had the starkest moral (or just better put what are the acceptable social mores?) dilemmas the one where he is spying by radio that wonderful...
Three colours that is
Meghan good chat about art - i liked her cheekiness i accidentally stumbled upon 2 years ago... but she is waning a bit...becoming a bit tony-weary of herself even...which is self pity that arises in towns.. true rural - truly being much of the time close to only nature....
gets that out of you...eventually... though it may take many years
anyway blahh blahh waffle ...
for 3 years from early 2010 i had to live in my metaphorical 'cave' - a very open spot by a river (where later on i would record terrible eco crimes i shall publish soon on other site... so my bridges are totally burned as the perp will want me killed for seeing him and his JCB... ruining the most protected habitats)
But living totally aside so utterly within only nature in smallest caravan there is... tter zen of everything rotting around me.. windswept... blah di blah.. but i realised and started to think then " this is the utterly perfect state of being /mindset from which to broadcast.... pod film or audio...
just silly old bloke at his (then slightly antique many year beloved) desk in a field by a river...
BUT...always ought collaborator - but on the same page...same true zen... same totally living in the moment and TRUST that the noetics sublime or whatever were there to help come up with new wiser things to say in good gentle funny even rhetoric..
thats what maybe i do need to do properly...
ok started really, but this really is for no opinions just tales of FACTS - stories of simple living ...actual events.. even some people met... time to fully engage with them - far deeper than 'usual' BECAUSE all cut back to utter simplicity...
soon.
OHHHH...and back to Illicitgirls... ( i was frightened to put that up as .com i owned for a bit, at first... the way people were being so so vigilante awful... but WE - 3 or 4 mums i found ...we just ignored - keep those kids doing NEW fab stuff...
but if you wish to know the definition of zen:
oh yes there i had put the photos of the truly scary swan body... took it down as i thought it would frighten nervy tonies wished to attract to come ith us...
THE best day of life for years...riding in the hills with Rachekl and her fabulous so so friendly daughters and one of 'my' girls...
In the hills Rachel the perfect woman..free.. trusting.....us all cantering along...not a care in the world.. the smiles sincere... the girls in heaven... and metoo...at the girls in heaven...
the smallest "pocahuntis" deliberately rides over to me a bit aside: "cmon old man..race yerrrrr!" a 7 year old you had only first met an hour earlier
That is what TRUE rural fearlessness and balance does....
..the rest of world can go forget itself and us...we were so happy that day....
popped by a few months later with a clutch of rescued swan eggs - MAYBE still alive... mum dead...
see if her 'hatchery' may be able to assist...
her and hub own half a dozen biggest motherfucker chicken sheds in area...
hate the sin not the sinner,.. i shall always have warmest ever glow about that day...
not even that can take away from best day for years...until this winter gone.
