oops forgot one from some seven whole days ago.
It had the "message in a bottle" at the top... how could i forget that ...
ultimate bimbo bullshit.
The moral of that story being stick with first impressions...
Anyway, I am doing homework.
The moral of the story - it is magnificent,
so well crafted.
All of our lifetimes almost in it
But mine, is in fact Hupertian...
How can one begin to explain her perfect language.
Unless you have... well, their culture you did
embody, via the ones who were indeed most comfy in theirs
And sharing it too.
and this the one actually great artiste...
No need for Marina's gauche histrionics
And overdone lippy
The true art of ... obscurantism.... never really saying it all.
Because no one really deserves it.
But you believe just one all along, still may.
And thus, you don't even want your only desired reader
Knowing it all. As no one knows anything ...until.
Anyway few works of actual reasonable writing and
philosophy - the first time I have ever watched anything that brings us up to date:
With now.. Cummins.. half of new new labour errata they are too fat to read...
Bannon. But far more germane half the middle management crony fat cats
And almost all Bullingdon club. (doin what Dom told 'em to)
Ayn... talk about an ADVERT for Ayn ...
warped old chain smokin' Ayn
And yet, it ends, albeit lacking in true deep emotion.
The history of MAd Ave... ends with
That's the problem with this sceptic One...
In fact so many yank things the last decade Ive trudged through
Loalty... fielty... actual love, no less...
No one would dare shoot, a real god....
I do hope i manage to stay alive for the day their man
Popes it...
And if they mean what they say do and reprise....
Its quite touching really
But how can one man write the greatest ever "splittin' up on on the docks that night" and "gotta get back to her somehow" ultimate odyssey off we go on road trip to ALL that ever matters...
And the best ever dumpin' ditty
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-Y3KfJs6T0
when if these two had had a real daddy, or RAlph..... he would have maybe advised: apart from " no you spoilt little brat sulkin' at sixty something.... you didnt get invited on Jules....cos you are crap and always were and had no talent whatsoever except for sittin' on coattails...."
"and no one ever is stupid enough to think a million clicks for a pastiche as no one could conceivably recreate it bein' perfect then, and forever... are other than pure pity"
As inauthentic as the collectables pimps of The MArches.... always were as i always knew.
But ,my ohh my so so much i learned.... of just ....how.
