Tuesday, 28 November 2023

those Nomads

 yesterdusk, at la place de la grey lurcher and his mum:

 " hi....only because you are 'forin'... where you from?.... ohhh Sproutland] sic, thry laughed], wow that's a coincidence.... 

"I have one last bit of homework to do and am doing it this evening.... '22  the only woman i valued entirely, a fellow Sprout ... she a true cultural warrior, in fact a nationally famous Sprouten 'activist' through culture..... 

" she sort of came through it all with her balls intact, earlier that year she had a picture on her 'wall' if they still call it that, of Serge burning a mask.... 

" ' that's my girl ' i thought....until later on that year i saw her put up on the onlt fakebook i ever kept an eye on as .... well '20 ..i was emigrating her way until '20 happened:  '  i just had an orgasm watching the sublime Nomadland' ..

" .. [ DM]  ' oh Alexandra.... i don't get it!  you of all people.... this is a dreadful pity movie of angst and confected vulnerability....ALL van peeps i have ever encountered, especially the women,  wake up every day [ unless you are in Pastylandshire, when its more often lunchtime, after the drugs have worn off]... bright eyed, no angst ever.... truly "in the moment... utterly now"....superb posture.... Alexandra, mine beloved ... you alone demonstrated to me in our 8 hr face to face "mamouth" [ to steal her beautiful expression...she can write!] that you have no self pity...  you proudly boast of building the first iteration of   https://mad.brussels/en 

despite the atrocious corporate speak fakery online ..... .and white clothing under the banner 'sustainable' ... but you built it with your own hands and muscles.... and money "catched" as you so beautifully said in your own hands from the kleptocrats...

" and then all those black men you have enjoyed and clearly prefer... even if you tell me they never do the cleaning.... you alone are honest....no coyness,  no borders, no line between you me or anyone.... but please.... never show your daughters that end-of-culture  movie it is the height of confected self pity ... vannish roamers  left alone  are the most balanced people i have met of many people met, excepting yourself.... 

" they never grouch or moan... they never spit ..never sourly attack...  that movie is the worst  oscar winner almost ever methinks.. in fact almost worst movie ever..... like all usa and especially uk culture [ except Rachel Kushner] for some years it is selling itself on misery and pity.... 

"neither of which we learn from ..."

( no reply -  the day the musac died)


Footnote....

update

wood from trees and all that.

Hiding in plain sight


Of course!  it only occurred sat under the useful brightness of the  brighter mooncycle.

Today.


( 7 of 20 years in one place or other .. in a small live in vehicle...though 3 splendid ancient  unheated properties also at one time or other ... never even an electrical socket or tap never mind bog at said camps ...or vanning )


In a mode that is ostensibly 'nimble' ( my word this year).. free to be nomad... is about movement as well as being adide... roof on wheels


Even minorly nomadic around a region never going far but only ever a few days at one ' atchin tan ' ... you never know what Tom-Paul Polly Garchs are around and think your presence  may affect their property prices...and concoct some false alegation  complaint ...


THE thing!

The mode...

This mode

on the road


In fact is above all about one simplest thing... out of necessity in a way..  not wishing to spend a fortune on fuel, or indeed much at all...

And 'small space' living... so wonderful,  but above all it is about periods... maybe even a few hours at a time.... of being

in a mode also so essential to your bodily humanity


...still...


And i  never realised that til this waybeforedawn... 


stillness. Enforced stillness of a sort.... thats the quay ..too..

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oops forgot: " because you are on the road and being from offshore,  likely to be madness and  drugfree,  let me show you the atchin tans around here ... that one yonder the best...   and then this one here but not after dusk the local drugmad  so called adults boyrace about....

 "...the so called 'Christian' doctrine designed around justice, and hospitality for the traveller,  above all...    ..ehh yer come to the wrong country mate. ...

".... post brexit i bet far more golden hello visas for con artists from american evangelist cults, than ever ever before, have been issued.. ...as theyre far richer than pesky Poles or othersuch...... they, the Cretien self pitying deathcultists,  bought half of Horrorfordshire in the last decade ...seemingly i alone noticed! ...and chronicled....and my i have some truths about them i could share....."