......
SO, there i was... the forth of June.... This'un...
Escaping the NAZI deathcamp of Drakefordistan....
Even if i never had anything to do with the most racist Miss Oh Jenny do the housework darlin while i have 25 pints of ale and rugger wall to wall....
Wales...
Just as a certain other county makes me sick to even utter thename...a MYTH place...
MYTHS ...kill
THE mind....
SO dont expect to find one this county either...
So... driving over the bridge...
I ave the film...
The tears ...
The sun
setting....
Off on a pilgrimage.....
Frankly i couldn't give a shit about any English persons opinion, or any poor Jenny Foreigner poisoned by...
Their ...(we shall come to this later)
But South Americans know.... not only how to ACTUALLY live in the fuckin' moment.... but why its worth bothering to die in the moment, too...
Or as in my case many the last 10 months...
Every single one worth it
But back to that bridge, over the river ... (i didn't even know it was free, back in the oldschool days you had to pay to get into the concentration camp, too...)
likely filled up with happy-pill-piss, and other less harmful to nature shitty excrement .... never mind colourful vape thingummies the "so nice our young people" seem to love to artify every bit of the rural lands with....and fat slobs chuckin their wrappers and other crap innit.... just as the rivers in this county...
And as the sun is settin'...
midbridge...
On the wireless ...
Now... there are just so many ....versions.... none of which would ever dare to even slightly hint ....
what YOU should... think.
Fast forward, to last week. A week ago.
(and i know, but then i knew a few years ago, how he wrote it.... the Flozz... and only one woman has told metoo she can do it thatwaytoo...oh well if shes an anti communitarian footstampy lostun' so be it ... )
But a week ago.
This time a week ago.
Wandering down at last a Totally deserted longest section of coastal path FOR GOATS.. miles of no one else but the megoat...
(cut to film: "look no seemingly compulsory these days showoff £25 coloured waterbottle on this hot day long hard march..very long hard march.... really tough march they all say [i found out they all lie...just like her].. no 'rehydration' necessary thank you very much.... therell be a stream somewhere if i could be bothered to think of my body which regulates and looks after itself thank you very much..... and i never think of it anyway except that it has energy ad momentum and MOVEMENT... which keeps you alive despite them..")
A little on: " hmm... that was rather wonderful at last god i feel like a human again away from everywhere else so so intense, them all being forcibly "zen" in such a dull intense way...its so intense I'm surprised they'r not all dead of the intensity and compulsory Natural Store bags ... but... the beaches yonder... most Southerly, or is it Westerly all this stupid pub-quiz terminal claiming of this and that.... another hour could i really be bothered.. after all there will be nothing there just the same so absurdly intense sunglasses and smartphone addicted awful humans.... I just realised no sunglasses or smartphones for a few hours they were ACTUALLY killing me.... should i....?"
Four hours later: " This really is.... well you hear news reports of reckless mountaineering expeditions, i am never normally disorganised such that i would be reckless Ericly setting off when i full well know it will go dark and its a precarious pathway even the goats may stumble and twist an ankle or horn unless they live 100% in this mad moment now and.... this is bound to not end well..."
But what next is not 'magic'.
