The 'atches'...

 

so to begin at the beginning

( i think i will soon in fact give away for free  dozens of  just-fine atches nearly two years worth, of priceless, no parking fees ever ok places to just Be...)

Which is:  two decades ago AVOID those whom may know what an 'atch' is... 

or think they do as some ex Londoner, or worse, Brightoner, has Miss Appropriated the word around some big town campfire they can only afford to be around, as they stole their competitors recipe for vudu stew, and sell it (with extreme cutting sharpedged,  new, not age, old, presentation values)    to the richer suckers who go to Glastonbury to buy fleeces and then get fleeced...

(but they never quite ADMIT it - thats the thing..... even at my 2020-1 New-age Paradise, where we fidnt age cos we were new.... and had the best winter ever!   the "illicit girls" https://illicitgirlsridingclub.blogspot.com/     the old nag  - who literally could only speak, errata nag,  of things wrong with her....  the toughest "bird' by far ever... as she had as Malle wrote 

  the film "Damage," Anna Barton says, "Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive," which is a key quote from the movie

not my yellowing   - wjat do you get when you put 'AI' into Oggle, just more complicated PAperchasing... Even if they went bust last year or the one before what a Paperchaser is is in Britolite of the 1980s   things were ok and i was ultra gypsy no home anywhere bobbin'  about  the airways in a small craft .... anyway 'progressive' culture/ politics/ comedy  - via the likes of Rick Mayall they say there was a "conspiracy" to bump him off as he was too good,  blahh blahh... Pilger was not, to the best of my extensive ACTUAL  EU 'learnings' in person, THERE - in the EU eating, flaneuring living laughing and fucking it occasionally  errata they didnt know how to do that, they made love artfully and fully, respectfully.... ...       not published in Europe ... [ i tried to  coerce Virginie the Chret-nicked, into real Pilgerite politics which merely said mid 80s " britain should be in the queue for The  HAgue, way ahead of Serbia " quite rightly...  

Anyway as the rather good culture of the late 70s and early 80s kicked in the all seeing eye - mine...couldnt help noticing that  if a woman - and it always was at first (men caught up! equality came about) , had progressed to being obsessive with the LOOK of her desk and paper - Paperchase cashing in on that BIGtime....  then the letters written, and writing written indeed almost every word emanating

became the opposite of what, i guess  in good faith, was the plan. Acid laced garbage.... and in fact rather desperate. 

Having  just the right  'writing set' in whatever pastel  colour coordinated colours, does not make even for good thought, never mind whats next after that, bravely "warrioring" forth with it.

To me the Paperchasing  became first real symbol of 

the rotten hull

oops this was meant to be  just under the second line   

but as always the no-time-to think, or design, or present ANYthing elegantly....  when it was metoo... 

twenty year'nago

means splurge superfast even if it looks horrid

(which is ...   the amount of times in the last decade i have said " mindfulness and all that hokum  is the exact opposite ... as i know one thing for sure, what we need or what WORKS we cannot EVER get from any 'menu'..."     ) 

In fact the coconspirator.....  yestereve i confirmed she kindof is in the loop describing exactly how one utterly irrelevant mature (indeed as they say looks old and dead)  Kurteenie had crossed a simple line...as they really are very simple

we knew in 1980 you do not spread false malicious opinion about someone you do not know in any way at all ....  who even in this case APPEARS to be 100% on the same side as yourself... as one thing is as sure as ferrits is that the pollution is so bad (wow to hear from her mouth yesteraft wanderin' to Walrus cove  she said " and the microplastics are breaching the blood brain barrier, were righ fucketty fucked now... " something like that.... 

So thing is down ..here.... in fact i am getting to like it as one never actually has to bother with anyone  (tthe cocon she been through my mill -  subtly grindin her to bits to see if she hisses )

As their act.... 100% genius act.....  " i am Little Miss Community... "  when theyre old bags without HER fabulous sex appeal  - the one who  chimed and we became orchestra rattlin out Gorecki's 3rd except better as the pollution of Katovice had warped the bowstrings.....

.... rather than what 99.9% do which is smile at you whist figuring how to stab as of course "youtoo" one would never actually say as i am polite ...sort of... 

means your use of planetary resources may need a tad of monitoring ...  4wd back and forth the beach...  only 3km away almost every day...

nope... 

reduce reuse recycle doesnt apply to them ....really.. (when no ones looking) even if they make the  flowery signs!

As twenty years ago i saw all over .... 

Anyway atches....

I have my whole set.

This one is curiously one of the best but only for 24 hrs max

I shall have to describe it in a bit.

But one of the very best bits of it is there is no way some fake 'bohemian' (soundbowl sales "bird" or Ponzi schemer) from Gwerk  would turn up and park aside...

As in fact they -  not themtoo,  those whom may say things like "glasto is ok and we make the occasional pilgrimage ' etc....but they are not only the ultra 'conformist'  ' normies'  vicious THATcherites in fact.... ALL  - as was the case in lasteregion, is only a competition for limited resources - one in the SW especially being very limited parkin'....

Anyway the above pictured quick Oggle search results mean history is over,. as well as being rewritten, as it simply isn't true. 

(i have zero interest in 'Roma' people indigenous bullshit as i saw it being monetised by fat bluehairs from Birmingham into the 90s...  none of whom actually would ever wish to BE in an 'atch'  but just more con... " pity us poor 'travellers'..." none actually travelled and all the blokes were alcoholic madmen anyway, which then became mad junkies... ....  

There were however in days gone yore,  Hardy's times, yes a few 'traditional' places where after the Enclosure Act it may have been.... bits of fringe land no one bothers with... Diggory, The Reddleman knew them 

... and of course the racist cuntery towards the REAL gypsy was real and they had to band together in small herds....  

But by 75 years ago (i have some of the original 'indigenous' gyppo lit its very good .... ma Gyp trappin' bunnies, etc... )

very few brownish folk are on the run....  in fact really the 'new age traveller' who sort of replaced the original roofless, were just lookin for places to do drugs en masse sounds like I am prejudiced ... not really

Until maybe 15 years ago my ohh my they ramp up their con.... 

And anyway none of it is real.

what do i mean by that?

well apart from anything else a real gyppo on the run knows set your body clock to awake WITH the light as that's the best time to break camp and travel on...

None of the  Gwerk expensive-vannites... hand painted on rust to look bohohipster ...and attractive to her no doubt...

In fact it's not even 'lifestyle' vanpeeps as all they actually do is lust after MR superrich houseboat's lifestyle but never admit it... which is no life: hiding your truth

'vanlife'   or any of these trends ... have any connection whatsoever with  

being 'aside' ...  and/or not being part of the "beast" "machine" or whatever stupid 'conspiracy' gig they rattle out around the (up from Gwerk) campfire whist actually discussing the extremely expensive version of the compulsory 'retreat' to vomit puke all over some poor 'indigenous' slaves sofa at some YAhooaskher 'ceremony' in Guatemala or wherever the local authorities havent yet managed to discover Trades Descriptions Act legislation

 The atches are primarily to be ASIDE any other so called "free" ones as take it from me, they arent....

BUt then.... an original indigenous Gyppo (surely i could register for 'protection'  - yet anoyther club!)

may know the real key to life...

its when your own 'kind'  actually get you evicted (via their hissy tongues) from best woodland atches...  

This is when the ACTUAL real 'energy' is "alchemised"  and "embodied" into actual positive mojo "energy"    ... the real hardon occurs

rather than the merely porn wank to Martin Pretchel which doesnt even 'energy'ise you to wake up every day no matter what with the actual "LIGHT" and love every photon.....despite

them

who indeed go to the "shamanic" retreat courses.... to be like you

To actually be, me....

(And i never boast

Never i am so under the radar.... few know i live only ion a snail shell for best part of 4 years....)

They actually  as soon as they encounter me ... these Caca ists  ..i still cant decide should it be 'cacao' ists or caca ists the latter being pure truth: they are full of it

Or Kurteenagers...maybe thats better .... this is all a FULLT TIME work in progress...!! 

nope Kurteenies... as their teenie weenie minds, are so disguised in the fine art they cannot find...

 even if they think   theytoo are worth the overprice

Anyway as soon as one whom preaches  'beautiful people' shaman freedom  we are all 'One' ... we seek 'Oneness' etc yabber yabber... meets me they actually start stabbing

always behind your back of course

telling tales

to people like the Nazi Trust...

Except when their 'tales' arent true

Well thats "the borderline that separates me from you"  

Am i goin' Altzhy....

is it this un.....

(you cannot say to some modern one...better not call her a term of endearment 'bird'...as i told her  but of course could not be heard to busy "herding men"... " your university we knew decades ago only confuses and monetises and .... i know FAR more real psych than any of themtoo.... life and GREAT poetry and literature is University.. you sprinkle in their 'ADHD' or BPD or whatever other smartfool term they come up with...only to learn the way to fuck their military industrial pharma complex..up the arse...  eventually, with such poise and grace you even have top judges suckin' on it....a bit.... its all just a game always has been always will be..."

so yes is this it 

so sad when you cannot meet any... even if one is in training ...and it has worked

lesson 1: The "ultrabitch" simply does not exist.....