The best of all never planned, even if
Well ...the 'meaning of life'...
Really is quite dull at one level ....
Either one lives off someone else's rock cash.... almost always in UK the
finance coming from some dubious brokering from a houseboat parked up under the careful watch of Jen oh Side central up above .. 3km up from Gwerk....
or in past region though i lived in Thoreau's wilderness 20km up the road "HMS Magnus" [sic] - the death squad training camp at Credenhill... training lovely 'modern' Saudi's too no doubt to fry more Yemeni women in one bang for buck than their silly Saracens of the past...
with all their heavy metal overhead reminding them who is in charge
the military industrial complex simple nothing changed
But those are the easy targets impossible to defeat
The even harder ones are the brokers... down below, smiley houseboating...surrounding themselves with the exotic (fools)
As perfect camouflage ... makes them seem " of course Tom Paul isn't up on his laptop all night MIDDLE MAN brokering a bag of bolts for the F35s when they need fixing in preparation for the next turkey shoot...... .. his little share of the '15% that is UK made' ... "
That of course keeps the local pubs in wages as the Jens need a pint after a day in 'logistics' training.. meaning " wow lets watch that video again.. hey.. a1 ... if you need somewhere to come and have a holiday walkin' or some easy local barbecues full of lost little ex London 'bird's...who'll do any trick for ...well to make them feel they ACTUALLY 'relate' to modern society.... when you have your next furlough from turkey shooting little children... you KNOW we are ALWAYS here for you cheering you on..."
which has nothing to do with me as a grown up moved well away from such places after reading Pilger in the 80s....
None of them can read of course.. (Tolle doesn't qualify)
So none of them know ANYthing... except who is maybe the easiest con in some shaman tricking or to use their inherited land for 'community' purposes
cos they're lonely.... cos they thought that not being a couple is some new age way of.... being better..despite the whole of uk lore in fact even US being set to couples get it easier... and cheaper...and ...
All of which 1999ish i would meander around previously unoccupied Marches places.. "my my these blowins with their ppreachin' some new age for profit.... are so absurdly decadent.... and not one ever helps me in ACTUAL land work with arms legs torso ... muddy feet cos if you are REALLY working tnhe mud gets inside your wellies so get used to it rather than .. well its all about CONTROL.. every single silly uncontrollable tic of their tragic lives is about false control.. nature..especially working IN it..is the opposite it is about we do not have much control at all ever... why i always sleep perfectly.... and 99% of them cannot.... you must let go to actually sleep the sleep of the innocent and carefree... none of them can do it i guess their dreams filled with new aromatherapy inventables and....
... all sorts of ruses to avoid being a cleaning lady...
SOON - my cleaning lady tapes....soon... i no hippo and 'mindfulness' and newer ager zen is
(she knows the seeweedwoman i wonder if she told tales.... "ehh up... shamaness... do you want to know what he was doing for a living when i found him again..... i mean Siddartha had a new job bein' no one... him.... he had a role even lower than the most untouchable of untouchables - the Indian shakti con world untouchable version i mean....and he had the affront to PREACH to me and my supermodel mate in front of his work...and even make us LAUGH.... )
Ahh there was a next line its gone out of my head it will come back....
But i can claim quite rightly modern day slaving.... but i never ever tell tales on ANYone.... unlike every single one of these girl-childs who came to these once rural regions....
mainly as their menchilds are so sucking at some sour tit all their lives they have NO idea of right, wrong or where moral lines were ... where a simple 'line' is indeed:
one could say cities.. con everyone you meet flatter flirt con... fine thats how cities work... no one gets really hurt its all transient and a bit military Industrial Complex not really just a load of acid addicted butterflies everyone knows where you are...
fairly healthy
rural places... con everyone you meet....and guess what... you hurt many people - the wives of those you flirt with (blokes dont do it - rural blokes i mean) .... the one you flirt with too..... but most importantly of all the FABRIC or just functionality of rural life (and the environment) as doing landowrk or eco work cheaply menas have REAL allies friends coworkers ... both sexes as it certainly was in 2nd half of last century (and also far more than history relates from about 1930s back...round then they started to get MAgpie disease as Lawrence and HE BAtes especially BEAUTIFULLY write of... the former a tad wonky and off with fairies so it becomes a bit too ' ethereal' otherworldly or or 'transcendental' tho he of course polluted by being a Southerner... Bates tell it like it is...Lydia went and .. etc... his Three Beauties or was it Four... magnificent... and the only writer io know of from that period who saw the other sex as equal - wishing them...rooting for them not to fuck up once more.... rather than Virginia who proved how to be the biggest fuckup in history... RURAL PEOPLE HAVE NO SPARE TIIME FOR.... as they are bust ACTUALLY being alive rather than the theory - all townies and ex tonies ever can do... )
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which the FILMMAKER needs to work on capturing with me cos i have 15 years of this in my visual chronicles....
and now...well..... i at least know sort of ONE ...REAL...woman from the next generation who knows how to spell 'Human Rights'.... and what it all REALLY means...
