...loping, only, at last... :-)
Their sea
having, as clear as can Be
just turned all real wonderful
Semi Proustian, liminal ( the actual definition, here a few weeks ago)
grounded earthy creativity
into wet cabbages
sea snakes
Merely molluscian...
" human" Be ings
human psychodrama and all that silly ' feeling' theyre addicted to
clues
Be ing
Of the land
You cannot drink it
dream in it
have a wonderful siesta in it
Hold someone's hand in it, and enjoy just the hand
or write a fabulous warm and forever fable such as Watership down about it
the other clue: with our children we play in it...
But grown ups know that play - whilst the absolute key to Be ing " human" and even Cleese can write a good book about it Be ing esential to creativity... is much more creative, and actually fun, on dry land
New stationary, inland base, and what no one else but the odd German seem able to understand... 50, ideally 75 km walking a week, when over 54 ... is all there is to living longer and healthier
And allows one to learn ad one lopes along meditatively... to ignore all their bodily moans... and keeps any personal routine bodily matter well and truly in perspective: just part of nature, stop thinking about any of it, and keep on lopin' along, if you can...
... even the oldish solo walker riffing with on the cliff lastereve... she trotting along most energetically... as oer oldschool farmers style, stop and chat rules... manages to stick in "ohh my knee is damaged' within the first 5 mins..". even if i flatter all and stick in " ohh you wont know yet Be ing...only 40 something" to the very late 60s somethings...
One cannot say " fuck the definition of Be ing late 60s is loads of bits ache or swell.... why even mention what any sane engaged person knows already.. .. seeing you bounding along clearly WAY more alive than the average old crone, and NO equipment either!!... i wanted to hear your secret to Be ing alive with great bright eyed energy.... not yet another pity me, and my fucking knee... that 75% have lost the use of fully by your age...prey tell gayre maiden of the cliffs... whats in YOUR cup? thats more than half full?!"
not a conversation possible, ever, any more, in the sceptic aisle...
the" moral" of the story - for over a year, dont bother speaking with anyone im this lost hall of cracked mirrors
as the fatties needed to lean against them for a rest... out of breath, all that begobbed hot air rehearsing their part in the next episode
of East Enders or whatever bolshie soap they eat
ever again ...
Be mute.
Especially when even the intelligent educated and arty..many encountered, cannot accept that speaking of the coasts...all of them... having maybe at leadt a few percent microplastic mixed in with the sand they still like to have between their toes... ( ditto yheir expensive Waitrose or Natural Store local Bee ..honey... flavoured with microplastic even here...yes here in themepark playground Londoners on sea...
And chemical sludge pumped in, all around...
speakinh truthfully... does not make one down if one has done ones bit... rather a lot.
And personally i observed over 25 years in The Marches many who were PAID to be eco Queen such as Phoebe of ' Transition Towns' arrive... expendive designer accessories in tow... preach to poor captive Hay... but do nothing, not even agree her group of 5 disciples shoukd combine with the four ( and one 7 year old Estelle) in our Hay Friends of the Earth new group.... as
" phoebe..i have lived by this hell hole of frauds.. 10 years.. i watch and notice from cafes with my lass...there are ONLY about 6 or 7 committed eco people for 30 km.... we need to Be in only one group...share resources website venues... judt my male brain makinh a polite suggestion
..."
week later
" ... i checked with Transition central..
they wont allow us to work together or share...anything"
( 5 yrs on... TT gone... having fucked all solidarity in the arse they wont tell you that in Totness will they... but my poems will... one day)
THE reason all Marches rivers fucked
atomised solo fake messiahs
.....
indeed is almost the opposite - a positive creative force " we have ALL failed... all... so lets find some fun new way to speak about that... is not deoressing, its living..." nope
no one gets that either
