sins, incoherence in the glitchy thing.
fables (i am good at them)
Yogi tea Bag aphorisms;
The Ineffable...
Well i need nothing but a little good conversation, and someone who consistently likes and is sane enough to know that walking maybe 20 km a week... minimum, almost EVERY week even when there are shotguns or rotting hulls or ....(gee whizz " her face was trorn off by a missile" is still haunting me).. is the best of all modes to keep MINDBODY - THEMIX...tip top
Simple rule for life one of a couple rather than the silly man's Twelve...:
when one knows for a FACT that in the unfortunately most poorly educated county in the whole of Britolin (absolute inability to get kids into reading any books much - for decades..many have told me, and really duff 'emotional intelligence' ), and the influx of sybarite 'healer'lites..from the SE (avoiding bein' a bogscleanin' bloke for a real job) . warping the whole culture... does have a major damping down upon ANY intellectual investigation or rigor...
Add on the ... now this must not be 'offensive' and a much sweeter word than bimbo i really do think was the precursor (even if as i told her and she was so interested "bimbo was first used for men in QE1's court").. we would say in the days when language was not a tool to cause division (of the sane and the 99% infected by Gwerk variant of Manifestin' Eckheart Mermism)
'dolly bird' was a kind of kindly enough phrase for someone a tad lost to the fashion mags or in the early 80s what would it have been? hmm... overcompensation.. for a dodgy dad..or... any way out of a dump town i still remember Sally's younger sis so blatantly gettin' in the back of the older blokes motor ...to get out...and we though Sally the one who used her body to get what she needed...
Mrs ..or Miss i guess... done up to the nines... almost every single one of my radar pings...
In fact i wouldnt even bother turning on my radar
(unlike with the sneaky below the horizon ones in my performed poemy thing next)
That book we know what is inside her cover..
Though i was surprised at Pastylandshire born' n bred..AND teen - not to far off preteen too, breeding the next generation, too...
IS.... not seems...
...as we part an hour later her legs up to the mini skirt or was it hot pants...armpits actually... pimplin up... smiley her: (a real one too) " and to think we met in Lidl" ...
(me merely repeating my unpublished poetical from sun: " tesco they are 60p peppers..here 59 p but here...i was a single parent for years and actual real person doin' things in society never a penny to spare i know the price of everything for many a mile...here it seems they somehow manufacture OUT the food in their food and the 59p cheaper version somehow is 30% less nutrition than the 60p one amazing how they mix cardboard into food here.. fuckem life is too short".. similar lines...)
I told her the ONLY list i vcare about...near an hour in ....i must remember her short-cut language for bein' the avatar who actually has a human driver that was good too rather than all the "zombies all the rest of them as they in and out swarm around us.. me and you" )
In one short cut judging books by inside not outside...
Only one in 18 months (my free form meandering goes back near a decade ..in fact maybe only one EVER)
Has beaten me in the joust ... at the jost
cracked windscreen
pole position at Lidl front door
her fabulous long ones irrelevant...
The endless gawpers gawpin at the two of us deep in the most passionate ever Socratic debate
That wasn't debate
merely two equals.
At it like ferrets ina sac...
Factoring in twenty years less maturity
I simply have never encountered such a perfect communicator
" and.. they are all hitching a ride off [ him or each other just hitchers].."
was genius. Not a bit of genius, real total and utter genius...
especially when she gets to her list..
" [forget TAte] but Jordan Gabor blahh blahh into Eckheart..."
" sadly yes even shetoo.. fake seer fake knower no one knows but WEknow.. they are all wrong it doesnt work.... you however... are for real....and your beautiful scepticism yes Freud Jung old hat
as you say... get a new fuckin hat, world.... ..."
[ she shocked me too yestermorn, it has to be said Naomi Campbell level of sexy skinny smiley sluttiness, yet she remembered our long chat 6 months ago when i told her go screw Porthleven xmas mart an absurd real full on... Harrods on sea...inclusive of drugged up fat pervs too... " yes i remember you saying" ..floored me]
daminit
Dolly the 'bird'
Pastyshire born 'n fed
on nothin' but
sourness moanin' and... i don't care
quite likely has the best mind i have ever met...
" do something more important
as YOU ARE
than go and do your hair"
She knows i don't lie
Nor tart about nor charm or flirt
And wetwo
know " you maybe could be that new hat ..."
i have never met such a finest mind... combined with superb SIMPLE but nuclear tipped communication skill
combined with something else
too
hmmmmm... that wasn't planned
