If anyone had said to me 2019.. Presteigne High st, where they all... especially the very fat BBC man... years i knew... Its on protective-tape his " you cunt" ...really really harassing loud... in a public space him trading on his BBC credentials as usual...waddling around as if he alone has the divine knowledge - despite his extremely pro hard drug 'counterculture' bible of.... .. top of his voice, as i am chatting as usual, bantering with my 5 year real mates the " oh hi its the Christian Death Cultists..so what shall we duel about today MAtt... i have to lance you on dodgier jokes than yours...soon... or i am a failure..even if you liberated me to go all the way with REAL humour your cheeky rude quips genius... " local JWs..
(the chubbie catching the tail end of one of our often 2 hour battles to make each others laugh!... " you cunt... these are the most oppressed people on the planet and there you are i knew all along you were an oppressor bigot holocaust fantasist.." god how we giggled as he waddled off... " ehh MAt..i think Ian just made one of my points about the Sadducees and Pharisees, these local worthies even more Saducee and Pharisee than your 10% tithe fishing operation i save the passerbs by from occupying you from getting your hooks in their wallets... all your signage is so american PR firm organised to achieve ... gold dust..a seam of REAL gold... you couldnt make that up!"
... for years are nobody, interesting.... and then in one year it becomes THE most fascinating place microcosm of everything else, ever...
(but so sad when the vanmum my once friend, comes by that evening me nattering with the escaped Pasty... " [smiling.. twas the end - the actual schjism] drama... i just out of hospital.... heart attack ...due the drink..." )
Photos soon, even if maybe not for years who knows... having lifelong educated myself via GREAT film such as Three Colours etc.. ... to see, treating myself to a years overdue mubii subs that summer...how their featured new arthouse film short - main feature pimped by their generally awful pity-piece collection..... was a30 minute thing of Londoners screaming and turning their flat lights off and on summer 2020...maybe there will never ever be any good cinema ever again so you may have to just imagine it.... the really fascinating one was her... very public figure...
I have known well 25 years...
She would bathe at the Warren and often spoke with me about my uniquely engaged, alive and bright eyed nipper with me... in fact she would sit hours and stare, quite rightly, at the most friendly engaged fun lass at Hay beach...
But then...2020... her new Barbour (booksales of truly predictable aristo hook rubbish) ... but it was the ultra Stasi in her that came out the most freshly ironed STasi uniform (they had patrols there...whereas underclass Kington 10 km away couldnt give adamn) i couldnt believe it ..
THing is thats history.... but today
Or rather 5 months ago i encounter her here...
Now, i know for a FACT that she..or rather 'they'... "WE"... her and her pet, hubby,.... never did athing... never once went to an anti chicken shed planning meeting... or ANYthing else.. to save the river she would for a decade enjoy too.... not one thing... never even heard her on 4chan.. raising 'awareness'...
BUt the smugness with which "we" told me on Coverack beach.. the one next actually where the elites go and walk in the mud... " yes.... we are are part of it..." so so Princess Di.. so in fact Royal "we" ...
Suing via radio 4chan ...for tons of gold.. in 'damages' ... when you havent lived there for years anyway... and you never lifted a finger via the normal democratic chcks and balances' pathway of blakmailing the MPS the posh word for 'leverage' - deliberate faux pass to pass the dull time... .. "if you do not block these sheds - tell Cargill to fuck off elsewhere the democratic blockages are less robust...damnlike indeed, as we shall make them here with all that Guardian reading time between us.... .... [which could SO easily have been done]... and also STOP the incomer shitpipes being doubled up - twice as much shit per pipe as we all incomer especially as they all hot desk at home..[.on zoom all night rippin the world off via some ruse or other about facecream or now traumatic pain relief... ... which just as much destroyed their Wye... ].... we will even end up starting small single issue political parties or find the time to stand as council candidates, if we can put down the how-to-scam-via-creating-300quid-feminine workshops manual, long enought to be REAL women and fight for atual bodily justice..like justice to swim in our river body free of shit infections... and dilute your dreadful fake libdem votes... or we will find another way.."
Nope... but the smugness - the holier than thou...in her voice... had even me dumbfounded... not such that i may neglect chronicling duties and not have a perfect record..of what was only ever work...unpaid....
No payoff ever expected, thats the true mindfulness in the zen of because one can, and did....
BUt it is time to make sure at least SOME 'message' gets out... taking out fake lawsuits even if the end result one could even say is 'moral' is simply not on... is merely being part of the problem...
etc
worthier Thomas PAine style words to come one day soon...i have done it before, 2005...and won, merely by my written words.... ...against the biggest cunts in the land... the biggest wigs of all...
But always i wished one thing:, only: to weave in with staid even if genuinely brave polemic, rather wistful dreamy slightly metaphysical stuff which i know is there except the deal is we cannot know what or why....
I now have, in my can.
Only because of the nightmare from hell in a probably stolen 48 grand van.... bringing me to a fine place just to, be.... actually fully healed back to not giving a toss and pure every dawn is a funny old newdawn...
And not wanting AY money....so so so much better for you living in the moment every moment no idea how things may "turn up" ... himtoo.. only silverlining....
God my reflections are going to be fun if i can hold the real balanced quiet energy like this for the rest of life... guess what i know i will. Thats what - even her... made me even more bulletproof... i just wish a funny ricochet would put me out of my misery soon, as i really cannot be bothered there being no audience...
No one here ever really enjoys actual simple poetry... useful cliche lines... timeless poetical versification
Thats what Rumi did to them i guess - even if relatively good for his times... in hindsight of more evolved human spirit and thought... so one dimensional
BUt i think we go back to just that..maybe thats all they all can take... two d real and too hard...one...so simple childsplay... except for her she gets it, the blusher[no more] ... i wonder if she will take up my demand shetoo watches it...