The psychology of simplest living, via my stories of many years truly simplest living. Real ones - not earnest or pious.
Ten years a landloper. Time to tell those tales, too.
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Start at the beginning (first 'post' - click 'older posts' bottom right hand corner ). Themes are developed and then woven together - a series of regular essays. Some in handwriting; some audio/vid.
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The one great Italian (halfbreeding the only actual answer to anything 'human')
" right between the eyes...girl..."
Now...at least we can kindof speak the truth, of an actual - some say with authority "genocide" no one's interested in. Even if for centuries it will become the story of "now" ... " i cannot think of the logistical support being arranged up there, down my road, for the Jenny Cideres .... ...I am too busy looking at absurd childman Eckhart's videos..or counting my cashbox from ....entertainin' them"
But i know and have for decades there are two ways to shoot a child in her face.
The second, to say and do nothing.
All that actually matters.
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But as if to prove a point wow how slightly interesting
Half a Mick - though the real version not the fantasy mythlot
(see below even if no signal to even slightly elegantly aestheitcalise...i always loved HER eyes - i KNEW she was real....)
Scialfa
grew up in Deal, New Jersey on the Jersey Shore.[1] She was the middle child of Joseph Scialfa
and Patricia (née Morris) Scialfa.[3] Her father was of Sicilian ancestry
and her mother is from Belfast, Northern Ireland.[4] She also has half-siblings from her father's
second marriage. Her father was a successful local entrepreneur, who started a
television store and became a real estate developer.[5] Scialfa began writing songs at an early age.
She
attended Asbury Park High School, where she graduated in
1971.[5] Following high school, she first began
working as a back-up singer for New Jersey bar bands.
In
1994, she told Lear's Magazine that she had little
talent for anything but music and that she attended college as a way to further
her ambitions as a performer while also satisfying parental expectations.
While
in college at the University of Miami and later at New York University, Scialfa began recording
original music for other artists. However, none of her songs were recorded.
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ohhh i wish i could have collected her, propper.... in the permanent collection; the great Pole.
purpose of photo on Loe Bar August 2023 - the hat.. the same one. Not mine. Kept...on board just in case
Righty ho if i can find it again a wonderful brownman says out loud a week ago " 'community'... a great excuse for doing nothing.."
One 5 or so km from Hellstoned.... all the shamans and variants on yoga mats all around - many dozen..... all full of such 'no judgement' fascism.... the only judgement being "why didnt all of you especially your hunky surfy childmen you all display, help her.... your neighbour.... sort out that ten tons of quite good wood left some years to rot..."? of course if one ever said they would stab even harder.
ohhh...i have many...
artistic Perrinesque imageries....many
but they need story, too
so 2021 " ohh my gosh paradise! a REAL woman !...something to actually say if she takes her mask off"
the silly English so long they steal others symbols
But pity the poor immigrant who has no idea where she has pitched up...
To a place in the 70s and 80s which had the most perfect culture:
Wry metaphor
Reginald Perrin walks in to work and most days the signage has symbolically
fallen off.
Nothing about any 'empire' or religion or mumbo jumbo but how even then the paucity of the hamster wheel was well and truly understood.
Soon: my preciouses having relaxed into at least one cause
" yes...i look FAR younger than even my mate aside who is six years younger but as she dyes her hair we both know she looks six years older than me....sixty three"
And another, as an actual 'performer' of course must perform some jogic bullshit as sales pitch rather than " your goregous hair is way way more artful than anything you ...[ may warble]..."
so yes... the alocoholic 20 years ago rather than open up and be motherly about her little issue.... pimps the worst crap ever invented. Amazing he isn't Italian in fact.
oh yes so soon one must collect together the i now realise total tsunami of them - the i don't want to be a cleaning lady so lets figure out how Zoom works....
It is far far worse than even i thought
there is a link of course.
And one of them no one notices him
all too busy plotting how to be noticed.
Not actually thinking
of what a curious example to be setting
righty ho above all behind all NO "coherent communication" none ever....
not even her
But her - of late, in fact the one 'tragedy' because i know she at least does see through the utter hamster wheel of Mammon, and especially the medical moaning Mammonism, educating her four outside the system...
" i shall keep your book in pristine condition so that you can pass it on to someone else as 'new'..."
we will return to him later i am quite sure he still thinks he matters.
anyway back to the weird lot i dont know how his photo ended up in my photoREAL ..ist journey around London-on-sea a year and ahalf ago
oh yes he was at Sian's church up the hill above that shitcreek
sad i lost hertoo
So a random:
ohh fuck him i thought he was dead years ago, the Stern one...
But wow... the only interesting person surely in the whole of the modern culture i know nothing about... except to see her so perfect loping..landloping around the stage
it still makes me know what actual "bodily justice" is
from the Hymn of 2020 theres a much better one where she lopes like a hungry jaguar back and forth but for now
(aww...will they play it? sat together perfect real two tangoing for so long.... tragedy is listening to her so many times listened to with her supreme harmonising - equalising her Boss.... but 73 now too old cannot quite do it any more... lifes short carp the ferkin diem.... NOW)
the perfect Art
of Relating
But, was it real?
I have no interest ever in any so called fact of any 'celebrity' (except the GREAT la LA dancer)
couldnt give a damn about fantasy...
Furthermore every one i have ever ever ever met is so tragically THICK
as am i for missing the punchline yesteraft : iof there are far more 8 ratings than the rest, you end up with only mad fascist madness and actual Italian ate the shit as well as everyone else stole the food...
no so called musician i ever met ever had a brain ever especially if they have famous parents....
one of mine had a RESPONSIBILITY to father...not 'too', as his own was too busy being mad in The MAdlands....
But to keep to the point
All needs weaving together one day maybe into the little Miss Rocket face....
who knows
Except if you go to Londomn pimping fantasy to buy more fantasy your so called people can never have anything intelligent to say
especially as the London of the late 80s started to go wonky the superb best publication in ALL of Europe by far always reliable Time Out: read Jerszy's PAinted "Bird"... if you want to grow up.... or go see THree Colours, all three of them and relish every kaleideskopic second if you want to be real "human" ... go see REAl Italy in some real photos ...maybe even..
But when ... well it started to forefront: go see the amazing culture of bongo bongo land this months highlight...
Almost always in the same Barbican or 'community centre' lobby ...
Being TOLD that some ethnic thing someone is pimping to (make themselves look good as they found a Bruce concert too loud for their sensitive little souls...LITTLE souls....)
is when it all started to go very wrong
Obviously there have been many great 'other' civilisation attempts to say something new or big or just anything....
But plenty of Britolite so called art was just fake and made up... and had nothing to say as i am quite sure is exactly the same in respect of the 'ethnic'...
But when one was TOLD it is always whoop whoop the best in town this month..
BYt weak minded ones without any life stuck in late at night in time Out nothing else to do....
Was when....
everyone stopped growing up
well..... to my shock horror
And it MUST be due her Belfast side even more as all i know in life is the Northern Irish ... Sean Mc P....
so many
are the most 'real' people i ever knew..
I had no knowing really of him or her
even if Badlands and so many are better than fake old Bob
But to hear " Me and the Missus... Missus in CHARGE.... maybe we have kept our kids provably sane because there is absolutely NOTHING of Mrs and Mr Boss in our whole house..... in fact it isn't our house..it is THEIRS.... in any child's house they are the performer and we....mere audience.... thats how we did it we are THEIR AUDIENCE..... even now they dont much care who WE are...." (no alcoholic can ever manage of course as alcohol make sit all only about.. them )
Wow the only sanest parent thing ive ever heard in perfect poetry and the actually believable performance and...
(never mind assessing free speech even if the Stern one started the madrants... full circle means indeed, comments...... if only we werent all so cheesy and all the REAl stories were put in, too.... then indeed we may have a real chance of learning about so so much we merely...perform)
Meanwhile The Eve....
of another nonday
Yes one Robin..... the ultimate tragic parasite, still... centuries, on
meanwhile
yes before it all went ...'forced' .. the precursor to 'woke'
THERE WAS a finest culture... the poor Italian immos of course weren't told was here.... because it was based on NUANCE and perfect backbone and actual modernity...not some fake version of 'antiquity'.
Jo Brand the modern REAL brand that lasts as it was actual modern art, post all the piss pots of the past