for 'narcissism'... or rather the inability to think, that one may ACTUALLY be not 'them'...
The sybarite 'beautiful people'... who move to the 'land' to sit indoors all day selling makeup... via Fakebook
which is the right word for absurd potions called 'natural skincare' pots at £30 quid made on my home made gas consuming emissions heavy primus stove... that very very best example ten years ago, over from Birmingham even if the tie dye hides the chubby folds...
Which in a free world they are entitled to do, but i am also free to say the ones who never used a single product, and i have known well a few, have actual real beauty and glowing skin... and that the small rural cottages one could just about afford to rent, so one could actually WORK on the land.. are only affordable via ripoff snake oil pots of potions.. that became the 'paradigm' - oops theyve discovered that word now...watch out everyone...
(so as to afford the next 'nature' exploration to Morocco or wherever the local fey boys feyly flutter their eyelashes for breadcrumbs...)
Anyway thing is... what is really 'interesting' is the way not one can listen, and every one assumes you are them, even when you advise otherwise...
Coming 'lately' to being earth mothers...or tree sisters sitting by a tree in the suburbs, for a year... and going 'ohhhmmmmm' one does.... she promised to use her nature protector TV profile (longchat voice to voice... landline to landline...about the LAND) to help get justice for my vapourised brocks in the hills 2020.. ooohhhh she has a cowboy hat! a proper yellow one on her instantgram of ....actually just to get people to see her wedding pics...
Thing is they assume you are new to it all... as they all are, as its trendy to " we....create awareness.." .. they cannot listen to " ehh me and this really fat old working class uneducated dinosaur fifty years ago... he, Ralph, with me under his beloved wing... he knew then all is 'connected' and we must reuse everything... her taught mne never even chuck away an old nut and bolt... even if rusty oil them and keep them for the next job... but more than anything else 'WE' were at war... constant.... and 'we' won..... the fancy architect designed flashcar barn man who was immo and didnt really want brambles or nettles left around to help nature.... mess up his fancy almost 'glamping' level of rural architect-designed...'community he would use as honeytrap for ALL the beautiful babes for miles.... who all drunk themselves and their kids to an early grave.... 'we' fought tooth and nail, guile and 'aware'... every bit 'we'could protect for naycherrrr from the fucker... was a wise old teacher wisdom example to the world... the REAL one... the enemy: my wanker of a father..."
nope they assume you are them... that you can only be them... completely no idea what to do to 'save' nayycherr....
thats in fact worse than 'narcissism' hmmm..is there a word, other than cult...?
