All very well
Jolly good show
As did the "cacao rant" ...
I think in that case that will be my USP
But it is no different to, seventeen yea'nago... twenty really
Womad hocus pocus vudu
They didn't have "cacao" to vudu "ceremonial" divinely worship back then
And get their lardarses even lardier...
But what matters is.... we at last have shared lexicon
A new verb even toDriss...
("I didDriss at dawn today" )
Now of course actual kairos means not 'now' but MAybe i will have earned aDrissin' back... and the moment i first heard ...it, her rant..... my Machiavellian little mind went into overDrissdrive
So, the "now"that sounds all a bit mental "imbécile"
But who knows.....
All i do know is needed to learn one thing, only, and it wasn't how the sludge from their "ceremonial" hot chocolate cacao crap in the bottom of a cup very much over half empty cos their addicted to warm 'comfort' drinks when REAL men know that there is only one, and it comes strong and black and gallons of it just so as one may tolerate their endless cant and vanity... and mine is always almost entirely full
God only knows why.... as a REAL man knows there is no hope.
What was it ohh yes i had no idea two years ago the level of vicious vudu down in Stepford-on-sea..
(did io note? January with hermit time ...waiting... hermituding on my hands - with REAL concerns not ones of made up "trauma" to made up "process" .... i watched it again sadly it's not quite the right lexicon, nor is Trueman.... . i shall have to come back to this as that's the problem in this Babel - by which i mean everywhere.... in "awake"lands so half asleep as they don't sleep well up all night on FAkebook tryin' to be the new Nicoola Light, rather than take a cleanin' lady job ... and thus cannot awake with the light, and be 'well' always, and thus need no 'wellness' books of instagram of vomit theytoo are up all night desperately tryin' to
get just right
poor lost "birds"
all out at sea
point: in frngelands of the once Marcher Lords (probably another bigged up mythtoo) when the shamanbabes invaded, only abletoo on Mummy's will,
mummy having died of her Kensington fix,
she hid so well behind her filmstarlet sunglasses
that dont make a lardarse old limper look even a has-been starlet
Merely grey.
Despite Fifty expensive different design of the one dull set of shades.
(i believe Sophia Lauren popularised, a long time ago, but then her eyes when they were off actually DID shine propper bright, no eyedrops required...)
Anyway to the point! This zealoty fanatic indeed jihadist "I must FIX my soul / vibrations/ chakra / face / diet / belly from the inside via the perfect foodieness.... 'health' .... (if i ever saw she had botoxed the lines on her face i would leave forever in fact leave it all forever unless i can get a fake Euro passport, or...... to be cont)
All of it i had no idea quite how turbozealot it was down here as i guess only the less successful Mrs Ponzis (they pretend their wellness thing works - they have self actualised an independent online income saving the world and all their rich clique too..... but in fact can only survive, on his Hedge fund cash or more likely he's a gun runner or drug broker and bein' hedgie operant from his Gwerkian yacht ... just a cover...) make it to the slightly cheaper per square metre Marches where anyway if you advertise too loudly you have the key to the vibrating energy shining a light out of...your arse.....some actual farmer will pop round and try and get it VAT free in bulk amounts so as to power his Herefordshire factory farm...
Ehh where was i... yes it is the all around utter scammy zealotry all around they all really DO believe they have the key to sell to their nextdoor We-man so he cann then pyramidise it...
And this is where they all came to live...
some of the time, even they arent so stupid as to believe their coven actually like them... or trust them...
So yes the top of their pyramid i have conquered even if i didn't know it was here located in the SW
and it crushed her...i knew that
As soon as i got here...
obvious i dont bneed "second sight" to see crystal clear the future through a pure fortune telling big glass ball: that its all a load of bollocks and great literature like George or even a few Ruskies told us that a century or so
ago
its just power.... a lust for it
As always by the cheapest easiest con...
(and i have now the great book on how yes they use the cheapest of all words as its almost impossible to argue with their sales-pitch word thats so hard to define ..." love" )
unless of course you
actually do 'love' yourself for the right reasons so are ready to counterattack their ultra con.... in the name of actual 'love'