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especially now production ' values' of recording are so so so unwell and ill ...
but thats the point, unconfected rough and ready even if the truth is the SWestern babes only like London DeBotty heads they think they can control with their spray on polish...
( wow thats a metaphor word picture)
should in theory increase discovery and perceived authenticity
.but how do you get discoverated who knows ...
some like it though
ralph substack post
but you have to start at the beginning bear 3 years back....
and then i shall really say why...in writing
IF YOU LIKE MY WAFFLE YOU SPREAD IT PLEASE... OR TO USE THE CLEVERDICK WORD GET ME SOME 'DISCOVERY', AS I LIVE 100% OFF GRID - NO SPARE TIME WITH LAPTOP TO EVER FIGURE HOW TO
but theres a sequence and stuff in the shitpipeline
far too much but why not
The cult killed all discourse and all ....
or maybe not....
what's her woodshed story?
out of the blue
we shall see
Now this may look nothing but if one puts together hundreds of little clips of lived experience of the aforementioned Kushner Principle even if i figured it two decades back and it was so splendid to read a woman actually understood the reality of real life without moaning just expecting the worst of EVERYone and taking baby steps to ... get a little back up front
and THE most important thing of all about JOBS is to only take them on where you get a bonus none of their stolen Southern loot can ever match
always...
righty ho now just how many 'artists' approached from July 2020 said they cared and would do something to commemorate the largest by far for 100km badger set extincted by Mrs Extinction rebellion and her mad church highup ex miliary creep
none ever followed through so one day i shall..
its all in the can
right loads more maybe tomorrow and it hurts as i only like writing rubbish really
Now to you... all, i guess; well i know as i am a people watcher have been all my life which includes listening....to moans and subtler forms of endless self pity that are your fancy currencies...
and the postures so bowed down so continue and the moaning is even louder...
Except i now have no pity whatsoever as i get it now meandering the real 'wellness' central places ...just a little whilst uploading many biggerbytes still to do for my hypochondriac viewers - said as i have yet to meet anyone who isn't so prove you ain't!
BUT yes its the body language the postures you see as they pile out of a range of very 'individuated' expensive performative vans.... at the SPECIAL gathering places where the special workshops are held ...
And i really do 'get' it now it is a 100% full on cult...
Just a dull cult
of complete obserssion about every smallest made up ailment thing wrong and of course joining together for the healings, cures, and ...well you can't cure the ONLY thing that's really wrong with them (the men you see follow them in if coupling up to be ripped off, adopting the posture of pliant little pet.. ) that nobody cvame up with great enough real literature about how ONLY women who have got over themselves a bit which only starts at 53 are indeed the only desirable ones of the lot
No exceptions.
None..
But they all believe the ads and endless Woman's Hour moaning about not getting enough cinematic roles past even fourty... when you havent even begun to begin your real womanhoodf so why should they!
Sorry the true sex machine Isabelle Huppert ...
fuck me even i am shocked i had no idea...
is 72 and that was probably her latest photoshoot last week...she still gets yearly big parts and probably daily big parts too....in super chauvinist Frogoland i wonder how....
and she knows EXACTLY why we watch every new movie with bated breath especially her superb intelligent 'R word' one.. to see if you get a look at the old guss... she loves to tease us all will she or wont she
she is better than all of Pornhub put together... total 100% sexbomb no questions and quite capable of dealing with any 'handsy' old Gerard too one knows for sure... not that i waste my time on Jenny D's (basically Horrorfordshire's camilabatmanghelidjh except Jen's fingers in the till were slender and lovely from all her 10hr a day yoga wokshops...why she never had any time to actually admionister to the poor and mad of the region as her charity advertised so so brashly for years it did - still putting up her wall back safely with Mr Swiss banker back on the ski slopes... safely clear of the extradition treaties too one must assume ) successor
Anyway ... the cult yes and i really resist lowering myself to even once refer to the most magnificent year for many 2020 and never use the 'p'word as far more people die of complications due being freaked out of their silly heads watching the Sky news tickertape that spring as my fat neighbour would shoutin about 'n*'s not wearin masks when there werent any in Kington and forgetting we werent in a 'bubble' when he got lonely and needed someone to moan about "its the immos innit" even if ...to be cont
yes this 100% perfect and completely inpenetrable bubble they all entered - of small things wrong with or need fixing in my body... starting 15ish years ago...
And when you randomly encounter them at an off the beaten track expensive gathering public amentity paid for with council funding ... it is like that scene in an old horror movie - the fun ones kids watch when theyre mystically alerted to some ceremonial culty necessity to obey and obeyingly silently converge at cult central
And i am not stupid you can't beat a good ole cult...nor the real cause - just dull grief for their perceived loss of bourgeois existence 2020 was to them - a replacement vintage patinated camper or shepherds hut every five years ... maybe not quite so automatically any more with a bit of a 'downturn' on the horizon and when there is nothing else at all between your ears except your look, wellness, look, and pretence at staging things like the worst culture ever in history if you con the council to give you a leg up and can also get the charity credentials......of course you grieve if its lost or seems so...
so they were all just in grief
couldnt give a toss about any bug or supposed healthy options.. grief
and people in grief can never be spoken with even by a rather good counsellor like me of peeps with real life changing probs such as their itzy witzy little bit of BPD is in the way of winning the legal case to retain their own children...
so yes a cult
Nothing to do with me long planning to go and hide in the High Mountains of Serbia or even Patagonia no not the brand
However.... the 'inside rail' on 'activism' which is merely truth to power ...and thinking FOR oneself when the rest are being silly one of the firast greatest modern proponents the other Simone....
BUt it matters in that this absurd neuroticism about the small things of course meant that every single so called 'activist' who may have occasionally done some real activisting ever since 2020 all they do is bleat on STILL about some maybe medical treatement nobody in a million years would have forced anyone to have and anyway if they get close you just swivel your eyes snort and you can get lessons on how to do so any day in a library in britain for free..
and even with armour plating no way is even G4s gonna come anywhere near you... its TOO easy to make the feds just pretend you are not there " i am homeless is a superb opening strategy" after all they can't really check
but no... its as if they wear it as a badge of honour
The 'resistance' .. ehh not really; for several reasons the main one being the CULT of little things "wrong with MY body". ( Masterclass on how to resist)
main reference now i am A a farmer of the hills that didnt have any lovely Lornas in them so loneliness sorts the men from the boys, B all life very self aware thank you, of the reality of my quite nortmal body even with a few birth defects... and if some Southern or MArches invader woman approached me especially in summer when my come-and-go elbow psoriasis ive had all my life was in an uppity phase and she would always with the same brochure-look say " i can get you a cream for that you know... you dont have to suffer" with that LOOK in their eyes ... i would then autorespond..." gosh until you mentioned it funny thing we've never met and if i had made a personal bodily comment about you i bet you the fripoff price of your little cream you would have called the Keystones by now bleatring personal offense invading your space cadet bubble.... and furthermore and far more important as you can say ANYthing to a real human and they dont care....i had actually forgotten it was even there for the last decade furthermore when i was about 30 i looked up best dermatologist in Harley st as a birthday treaty for my own plenishy self carfeing wellness.... once and spoke to his receptionist saying ' i have a bit of psoriasis maybe i will waste some time coming to see if your chap knows the actual cause as ive had all sorts of phases of bodily being and ferk me its random.. living in W Indies went away in my addiction daily sea and sunshine no sunscreen ever ..but came back when i was still there a few months later brown as a splendid fullPak's bottie... ' and when he did see me and said 'ahh yes defo psoriasis ...which we dont understand ANYthing about why it comes and yes sometimes goes no idea cause effect or actual way of curing it.' i said splendid i knew that and you could have told your secretary to tell me that before wasting a day coming here so i shall not be paying your 60 quid bill either..'..... in fact is me who should be billing you for wating my time.."
Dull little Bret at Del Bigtree... on 'medical freedom'
on spotytfly where theyre so against freedom you arent even allowed to copy and paste the title of their fairly intelligent discussion...
but there are three discussion audios to add in here ... and it pains me to include Europeans as its almost always Brits like Rory Stewart all private schoolboys attempting to be Charles Eisenstein with a real degree and have great insight into society...
bUt these two i am quite sure are both endlessly at every 'salon' in Hackney Notters or Hay of course
problem is.... some of us have known TWENTY years the notion of ANY younger or even middle aged british so called social democrat even understanding the basics of for the common good, and that solidarity - working with a small team FOR SOME TIME without finding narcissistic traits to moan about and run away crying from in ones fellow team members are as possible as ... well them reading a ,load of good literature or jnust novels as a start which is the only thing that makes you realise you are nothing and just part of a maybe rag tag band doin what such bands have had to do since mammoths were invented to sit on humans...and thus sadly the greatest fantasists fabulists narcoterrorists ever... but above all children with Disney wedged into their heads
a fair dinkum analysis of some data: on the amount of tossers who took the wrong turn in a drugged stupor getting out of their Hackney or Snotty Hill pad, and instead of going painted-on-bohoing at Glastonbury ended up on a 'justice' 'march' by accident, so thus never DID anything...in record numbers
but its not smart alec-neo-anything its just the soma..
and then the real problem and the way they fawn too
BBC Reith Lectures 2025 – Moral Revolution
Rutger Bregman (Photo: Maartje ter Horst)
This year's BBC Radio 4 Reith lecturer is historian and best-selling author Rutger Bregman.
use winscribe if a bloody foreigner as the fascist-lite BBC as they are too stupid to figure how to be full bodied, have blocked all but people stuck on Teapotland.... but if you are European i will swap all my raw data for your hand in mine...as long as its got your passport innit...
other than they fake everything all do called chummy emotion as half their girlfriends have got ' ket bladder' and the rest ...
mad and they know it was mums fault but have to suck up for inheritence reasons and rad was never one..
but ' kefir' ... 17 years ago the performative kef lot arrived do so judgey if you said not yet it interferes with my 17th bup of black coffee just so 8 can tolerate you..
they never talk to u again
i BET. the future in 25 mins says ..." science inderterminate SO many conartists doin pretend science these days for marketing perps...likely not much better for you than eating ferret shit...or dirt from the Salty Path outside.."
And then there's Mister Orwell (i never even looked - i wonder if the password was changed - i operate in my moment always even if it's so boring as unlike all Southerners brainwashed by the DeBotties and Gabors and their henchies, to think they are 'unique' i know i am a standard human being...and there are standard simple rules even if we none of us adhere to them all the time...)
He would be proud of indeed not just scuccessoring him but way way going so much further for one's 'art'...
But the key to performance hoboery is it must always be sincere AND 'two way' meaning give back something...
And if ever given the thumbscrews, it also has to be 100% for real, a purest performance in two dimensions, that of real precariation and also being above all precare about anything and it's too easy, thing s but never ever the things you wish for, show up...
(now at last i know why Charlie's women hung around of course with such perfect stubble and jumpers he was sure as ferrits are to end up one day in Hollywood, aside Jacqueline's Rose Garden where I am quite sure they gather to blow sweet nothings into his ear and will have deserved the smiley selfies for their YankeeBook of nothing but...
To think the Zuckerman has invested 150 billion in AI....
If 150 trillion it couldn't know what is behind their online profile...but i know i saw it just how truly robotic you have to be even to carry Eisentein's bags of selfie sticks behind him never mind watch one of his videos ... without the FULL training course as run up... resilience training, which i have been on for 20 years so am indeed i realised even more than 'bulletproof' in Gwerk you are accused of being
...i no longer know what as the language evolves back into pondlife vomit by the week and seems sometimes to speed up...
righty righty ho....
All that matters is the 'territory' (to recap, home is 10km circle, if one wishes to pay another 10% on your water rates that is for even more crap in the local pond - NOT put there by the farmers but far moreso as i told the lovely birdwatchin lad yesters and his surprisingly human mum... she knew... her lad won't forget that convo in a while indeed hopefully is the source of real whatever they now call what they want to Prevent...
" your generation will have to get radical ... here is literally the perfect example... walk 500m down there you can smell the xenobiotics being pumped into the tributary of their historically National Parkup of a river... what do you think is the doubling in the rate of dead parrots due the so called bird flu they use as cover... or ...you even know about flea and tick powders in the sea ferk me you are truly a real young 10 year old man.... but Fergal wont tell you the real reason.... perfect case study.... i would guess about 3 or 4 times the person per poopot hours once they started to run away from the cities maybe 2007 ... and then all be online all day at home trying to con the world even Brett in fact that ridiculous little Thatcherite-Russian too.. and his buddy only Triggernometrically trigger happy all day blaming poor immos and everyone but themselves are funded by supplement advertorials when we actually need nothing more than what's even in a yucky Lidl basket... and i was an obsessive 97% vegetarian from the age of 18 cooking my own very slowcook large cauldrons of veg stew inventing my own recipes from what i grew in my own very underclass London back garden... and its all neurosis infact my state of full bodily being ten times better since i stopped caring twentyish years ago...
and started living instead...
ehh yes.... house prices my man and mum even if your mum lives only for hers to go up havin' downsized here with you...she has a choice, even your fabulous bird watchin habit.... and tell the truth about why theyve PROBABLY been kickin the bucket as even here .. the streams full of .... did you remeber the word yes.. xenobiotics... and the true truth getting out about all the xenocrap here would put your mum's house price through the toilet...but i can tell she loves you as she's patiently here for some time as you birdsnap away.... and look she didnt snap when i told you this.... that's youyr startin' place me young man.... and remeber HAy Festival of Green party hacks gathered like a flock of pigeons that drank t Jirodan Petersons barbitiuate rich solution and flew into the brick wall discombobulated on the way up, straegising on whether they should encourage you to chop your own bollocks off for their electoral gain especially in WAles ... where trhe know theyve now got seats coming their way in that county seat [ I have second sight unlike all the shamaniac nutjobs trying to sell courses on just that, and know that tomorrow it will be in the news that Wales where HAy Festival brags its from when no Welsh peeps go there unless they are paid... is officially 'one of the most very very very nature denuded places in the world..', and other pretend goody goodies all only there for thje free pens or a glance at Dawkins being Messianic on the huge tellies they have dotted around ... scared off the last few herons from the region... but its ONLY or at least 75% down to so many more people suburbanising the once hinterlands as hinterland peeps didnt have 50 bathroom products on their bathroom shelf... thats a new thing...about 17 years ago becoming default.... but dont tell anyone as their con its 'bird flu' is sort of working of course ... that way its like an act of god...and if it were ever known its youtoo then your inheritance mum thinks shes going to pay the private schoolfees with via remortgage while the propprices still rise at 2% ish...and then leave for you... will collapse as rapidly as the bird numbers.... or thats the theory in olden days but these days when all care is only performative ... nobody will so you are fine... flee my fine young man" mum intelligent enough due not being an ex supermodel / emigree 'beautiful people' to know...
Ahhh good jobn i remebered that ageism
" fuck lass.... you are fourty five!!! i really did mean it when i said 30 plus not much....fourty five! .. ohh if only i had done that rather good book idea a decade back as i knew a few like you - true country lasses, no harmony hairspray ever required... nor anything else... galloping across them moors on the quad herding the sheep is cheating but nevvertheless... i still remeber the first one twenty years ago that summer the local lass twentysomethging she was turned up in ripped jeans on a super swelterin' day to sheer the sheep just outside our front door... ive even known a few supermodels for as short a time as possible but what she had on them.... a diferent universe of actual real natural femme fatale in her look and wink or maybe it was the sweat runnin down her brow hydrating her skin glowing in the ... you get it... yes ive known maybe even a dozen of them so rare biords who stay and live fully au naturelle and they are of a diferent species of true glowin' sexyness... plus always look a decade or two younger....so my idea was gather them all with my equipment capture them and stiuck a big fat coffee table book of them infront of... the yojung farmers very lonely and giving up as if to say are you sure chappies...you may just meet one of these one day...and we will have a prize draw for their phone numbers.... the only way i know to keep the youth actually on the land and not workin' for big aggra.... ohh and Mister Duchy ... he's THAT nasty a mean Nutzi of a landlord is he? well we knew in Horrorfordshire west he was known as one of the most hardhearted nasty landlords of the ewhole county and thats sayin' somethin 99% there are mad Nutzis before they're off the tit, mixed with scrumpyjuice .... ..but really now...? .. really.. gosh.... that mean.... they didnt get that into the biopic premiere that even Rod the sod was bragging from a few days ago....
but fourty five sorry to be personal all the rest look at least ten years older than their actuals.... love.... you are the definition of sweetsmellin forever young, honey ....use it...as weapon...its war to keep your man's 100 acres funded now ... never ever trust Labour 100% neurotic townies frightened of a cow pat.... what YOU have could give them something to really fear...."
...( you think you got an immo problem in Eckerslike or the like up North pity the poor south, i do keep a sort of tally and without any doubt as estianddad would record around 2010 or 11 ish yank content on wireless 4 was often around 30 to 40% percent a day ... it seemed to subside for a while whist they all caught up being compulsory weirdsexed.... but now i can scientifically prove it has ramped up just the last 3 or 4 months to....parity
But here's the sneaky thing they now come in to the 'public conversation' as actual owners ... right word as ive never known a 'charity' that aint a gravy train for tjhe bigknobs ....and her luvin the gardeners supposedly big one in her pottin' shed back at the ranch ehh whatsit called Newport house Herefs sold to Pornhub when her game was up...
owning 'charitable trusts that run even fifty Britolite schools where of course they are kept away from EVERYthing that lead to what was the biggie called columbine...
never mind (last straw yestereve even the 'goodies' i have tolerated for five years at doze-offtime... i hear are in favour of the ICEmens shootin a bloke! thats it
... i know America ... they cannot be ever consistent ever because they are all still in ketamine-bladder adult nappies ... except never grew out of the starter kit Mothercare force on you with emotional blackmail as the foetus poppin out so are always dysregulatedly uncmfy and have no confidence even in waddlin forward ...
(thats gotta be a world champ insult even the Mullers couldnt muster with the FLEET musterin'...now i am available and my price is i have indeed known several of the sexiest women on the planet age a shy 19 year old, unfortunately, unable to do owt but dribble in her presence ....... runaway Iranian princesses....and a nice compound to keep one in but LOTS of private outdoor space ... i mean i dont remeber the names of any Watford lasses which is classist - a soon to be new protected species we hear well thell ave aprob with me yesteraft washing my pans in the river and the hunts babes clop by wavin' to me.... hain just an hour earlier witha the REALEST babe ever her Riddship [ahhahh but not his surname so thats not revealin data] , riffed upon their nastiness.... so yes Princess Rhana...i can still smell her genuine Frankincense dabbed behind her ears as i taught her to fly a puddle jumper and she didnt even perspire so cool its daft but... what did one say a few years into the only bit of news that really mattered in 40+ dull years of being an adult in nothing-new-happens times except theYAnks actually did sneakily reinvade and own all sorts of MArcher lands for their nutjob voodoo churches .... and half the academe positions, merely cos they got as good at PR in Maddison ave of the 50s as the Teapot Empire had been a few centuries... but it doesnt mean they can ever tell any truth ever thats the point at being good at PR its not called the Dark Art for nowt... )
Anyway as a pacisfist knowing....seeing..i bet even the revenge Jen O' Cideres... them Croats pingin' one their way fiorst when pongin' back left a backdoor somewhere you could have pushed out of rather than be Jenned....
and the only hymn in the days when them Indogos werent old and fat and flailin and dcided to reboost their career a decade or so back... by being lezzie ''acticistas' nobody ever caring in them fine 80s who she was walkin away from man woman or dog... and they didnt tell anyone either as they hadnt discovered PR ops from a perfectly nobody cared 'thing'
Anyway the Nige song 2016 ... when America could last use nuance and true expression to be vaguely useful to a turgid humanity
Anyway so heres the thing even if Heather - i have for 5 years explored aurally ... my god she thinks shootin any human is a good thing and there may be good reason
does show they dont know what the science of consistency can mean...
so the idea that any YAnk may be anywhere near our social services children services or child education (never mind own the franchises!) means YUK lost it 20 years ago as i am sure someone noticed them sneak in...
But... now i know the answer, being I'm quite sure there are Paths into the deserts and you dont die of hydration 3 days no water as the bloke hiding in the body bag in the piles of bodies found out when his mum and dad opened him up god what a story...IF TRUE....
But... to think that the fleets are gathering around THE reason that Afghan babes are dying earlier with rickets ..
And the Pakistanis half or not...
(whats SO interesting about genius The Voice of Hind showing that even in rather Pallyplus places like their Red Crescent, most of the peeps wear perfectly ordinary sexualised t shirts and rap costume ..only one poor lass in a Mullah's cage outfit...and she cracks up and arguably mentally harmed Hind as she was dying and thats not made up as its in the tapes...
and only a true artist shows everything warts and all...
anyway 1979 ... a pure chance event that the MAddest Mullah of all got the vote and ones whole adult life warped by ragheadNutjobbiness... most of them do NOT want...
And now some random nutjob who merely got a few percent swing his way just like Nige ... now may have the solution to them but with his muvvafucker big fleet...
what is one to say think other than a fat inarticulate man and regime wont have the subtle solution in his back pocket " run...and collect a few thousand bucks and a voucher 74 virgins as well if you must ...at the turnstiles on the way out... in return for your rifles...." that is used at times but they dont big up that it is used as a last resort policy that kindof does work..
And nobody makes cruise missile replensihing commission from the offshore houseboat based in Gweek .. the Brits being the sneaky middler men still in so much of this hidden away under someone's skirts ...which IS 'capitalism'...
which is why of course the education of the SW is so apalling and i know why, nett result the fodder sat there selling dynamite from such places ... as nobody taught them to read propper books with two dimensions even Butler's Erewhon tried to figure real evolution even if a bit wonkily
Master Illusionista ... even if it's not quite workin' as a word, as really it needs to smell of Curtis' babes chipfat as against Aniques authentic sexiness you can't buy for cash....
right back to that file that really needs to be made into an easy access little bit of Tube for the laziest so called readers ever...
Masturbates to my time flowin' his way so so freely
And even he wouldn't know what say what you mean and mean it means...
(to the rhythm method of Siouxsi... and its still impossible to know what she meant by err timeless Israel...which is the greatest of art
If only Amos Oz - true hero, had penned some songs too about yes even us a load of mad content creators, too..... and there's no other philosophy than merely not botherin to reply to such wise thoughtful chatups, is bad for youtoo..in other words the Torah clearly misses out the important rule of life: have enough ferkin manners to reply to all communiques within the standard 3 weeks which used to do fine decades back, as a worldwide standard of fuckin manners ...even if its a thanks but no thanks...)
The whole week based around one nonillusionista encounter tomorrow
(tried and tested)
And even a perfect aftersbath...
This 'winter' has been too easy infact hardly noticed in fact i would rather have some long bleak stretches of my breath in front of my face half the day so i can moan on wireless 4 about that from Uptown Kiev, so wireless 4 can make a big thing about nothing and while they are attit not pointing out to you the rather superb commie system - still in place, of one central boiler per grouping of the eponymous 'blocks' - maybe a few thousand peeps, which gives free heating to everyone all winter long.. hot heating, too...
really so your Maggie may have made your life better with all that self and self this that and the other, didnt tell you that did she now
(audio in the can, not but obviously about thattoo)
Anyway a whole several days knowing where i will be at this 'moment' in bestestsignal for miles..
So that every little bit of the maybe-wave-function stuff that makes things sometimes work can be thriftily rationed and made best bang for buck to drive here, use of..And a BIT...i mean a few slightly standard choppy winter days ...
not only do these rediculous Doones get radio headlines and red alerts and all the national poor pity them...but they can't even ensure their phone signal masts
don't
definitely
drop out with a bit (16% increased i think in a decade the official stats ohh my thats a tsunami red alert ) of standard rain
But then..... maybe i am being punished by them fates for knowing full well there's utterly no point chatting to one ever again
Up in them hills unscheduled on the Worst Journey to get to best spot there's now hardly any signal
... quite by chance 110% mojo in the opposite direction comes along an actual born free doggie (i tell em i can tell if the dog is ok AND the owner from 100m - fact)
As i told her about her and hers...
And what an understatement.... not only born 'n bred at Lorna's gaff the less yuppie richtwat 'adventuring' touristy moors...
But...... " thats my dad's name ...farmer ...was the book one or two d's?...yes a double d, Farmer ... Ridd...."
Proving, what? I'm still discombobbed....
well she was 100% a saudade [unlike the dead fat welsh who cant ever get back their long lost hiraeth as they are too fat and drunk and anyway only ever sat indoors watchin bad soap opera lowest common denominator telly, thats no myth] - no question... i test the ones who show a few signs of being "human" immediately...
saudade means (you couldnt find online ever you had to George Borrow go with the flow and ask the LAST person you would expect to get a nice answer from, never mind intellectual and of the true vagabondin' troubadour soul) " Its not finished...yet.."
Fuck me she proved....
subtitle invid i so rarely bother when i USED to be mister neurotically PAperchase perfect in all presentation then i couldnt be 'me' any more due 2010 penury...and it was SUCH a relief not to be able to be what was always always me...
NO 'sponsors' like dreadful Cat and her buddy wasting fuel buzzing around europe vlogging to show off ..no ads... nuthin, except if you like thes,e ten times fruitier and wiser and always FREE 100% no gimmicks no angles no special places where Cat will tell paying subscribers her 'beauty' routine or how she trained her dull little doggie and pass on her dogtrainin' tips... or he will tell you where to get the best awful tatties... gho to https://substack.com/@ralphschism from the beginning, or start also at landlope.com a few years back - years of free content about how to get to HERE which is exactly where y'all say in person you WANT to get to but so so few ever do... and most in fact merely performatively fake it...i notice
ratherthan walking by and pretendin' we never met...
Now about the only techthing that fairdinkum is pukka is mobile hostpot tethering...
about 97% reliable - all i have...
And broken not-too-old samsung camera-modem only phone would be at that rate of reliablity
but one old thing dies - 300 quid plus to fix ... and you go to a new thing....
( a series on it soon) ... swap the sim into a truly tinny horrid thing even if leading brand - one of the forerunners, 6 mths old..
and of course... ahhahhh.... nope... it stays connected (mob hs teth) maybe 20 mins and then autodisconnects....
which in fact is potentially serious as in blogger.com - the ONLY app i use which is not an app its jiust a webpage ditto substack - i only use naked raw oldschool as they are simpler less to go wrong
anyway the only thing that can go wrong with blogger except it going mad and AI 'thinking' that post a month or so ago i must revise is not infact full of instruction to go and jump off one ....
but why i am glad i walked UP to it the Bridge of Lurchery...
alll will be fixed later
but what cannot be fixed is, open writing pane and start speedwriting not even stream of consciousness as no time to be conscious...
it bubbles up like the default sewerage out of the ground flowing into a Dartmoor NAtional Park stream (still there!)
and seems more sweet smelling than planned so push 'publish' so i can get back to walking....
BUT ...BUT BUT BUT....if it has diconnnected from your on line and is off it..
ahahhh it doesnt 'save' what you wrote since disconnection which could have been half an hour ago, and also doesnt let you get back to it by go-back-apage
disaster...
thats what the underclass have to tolerate and i am under even the worst underclass who waste plenty of cash on these so vulgar ugly tattoos so who is one?
But here's the thing.... in 2010 for a fears years i would daily jot even more....
exact same process same program.... but then it was using the modem plugged into side of laptop far far more hit and miss and often it would similarly disconnect and a whole morning of witterin would be lost ....
But here is how to 'beat' this dystopia to realise it was - has been a few days, like an old freind infact being taken back in time feeling what none of them here can ever feel even if its all they want and need
....younger again!
time travel... almost feeling it for real....
as long as one has the space and time
i actually am SO grateful for from the latest blokeillusios....
i actually feel nice looking in and seeing my last very time consuming consultant (to him) email unanswered...
i like it I'm being IIllusuiohd... need better verb its still not the perfect word
it feels plenishy and full of abumdant niceness seeing the usual mad lack of any propriety and manners... or ability to follow through what he was advertising he sought...
even from him...
but this is the true 'centredness' in proof - i hope she found hers she so rit she wished..
back then - true embolism times... they last at least 5 years when your heart sleen and backbone to is ripped out all at once
first year Bristol sloppiest...
maybe two
this time i even remember to check BEFORE i now press 'publish' on blogger inside page - all mine precisousses of course Tolkeins one superb invention about y'all espesh here in their den of precioussest...time thieves
... and its like going back fifteen or more years and reliving it ..better
now
thats what i call true zenny centredness no matter what as i only have one religion which is trying to Montaigne express some half decent waffles for the benefit of the next gen perraps...i know its what saved me from being lost and loony like y'all..and believing that ones 'disabilities' are...innate
(vids made on that thistermorn not up til twwixtermorn ..if thats betwixt now and sometime then
all i care for is your infotainment... the emphasis the info..
as i never hear it anywhere else hand have been searchin at least two decades...
Even went to ask god once in person here at Ronnies a few years on was it 2005ish if memory serves...
surely not mustv been ....nope it was as i got him to autograph his LP and ive only ever asked for one autograph ever and even ..well i momentarily had the lives of many celebs in my hands all wankers one and all...
i still have it here " i am told by your dad there is only one other human as perfect a human as me, you...to Esti from Roy with luv.."
... about to head off to the one free socket spot i have yet to do...
and earned.
Unfinished bit A ... errbed/writing .... now i couldnt ever under ANY circumstances at all sit and think properly with music on...
infact for three decades mainly lived only in extremely silent animal-noise-only places at least 1 km from the nearest rarely used byway....
but there's no way my neurowhatnot myway brainfuncttion could fuction with music on never mind very loud musac to keep the flow goin' so superfast io dont have time to think and often forget a loop in the thing loopin' from one loopy thought back into one connected via the end of the last loop....which is the only way i can maximise an hour of laptop bat...
But then guess what.... an actual one of these
The saddle pulmonary embolism (SPE) is widely considered the most dangerous type of pulmonary embolism, often resulting in sudden death or severe hemodynamic collapse
and i sure have a regret only one that there's not enough time to go back to an oldschool browser, yet without IT tellin' me what it knows especially as we know it uses magyc mushyones too and 'hallucinates' and i care about 100% purest accuracy of thought and rit
but for now i guess that makes the point scraped out of AI which to think has 'scraped' the worst psychology ever such as Eckers and Jordan mnever mmind that Mate one... gobby GAbor
A 'wound' so pulmonary saddlebag you are bleeding from every artery there is inside...
but they have all sorts of quite extraordinary side effects... such as stopping being the 'self' you always 100% were and no lifecoach of crapshrink could even know are the real changes one never dreamed of bothering with as they were 'innate'...you
until one day....
they aren't
and 'you' is the very opposite and gimme a REAL blues-SOUL singer singin' Mister Badger Exterminatrix's good un.... (full feature film of all film featuring that lovely Jeno'cider Mister MC and his Mrs... going up next...)
so yes very very noisy good singers rather tjhan Amy Winegum moanin' about her runnin out of them...
Is the default new new new what nobody can know but....change
Just how much old whatsisface is the exact doppleganger of THE greatest simple mind of all, old Hilary Lawson...who has no philosophy to even deal with his own inability to know that a many centuries fought-for public footpath going past his front door, the nearest front door to our 2006 ... that was since days of yore on the OS map... wasn't a figment of our imagination ... he told to a MA in Human Rights, tobe....
If only she knew that day, thatn it's not 'bout the machine gun totin' Mullahs or whatever the bonkers 1979ers are called by the masses bein' mown down in yet another Tahrir....
that's dominated our lives behind the veil of the so called philopsophers with nowt to say except " ehh no lass.... there's no footpath goin' past my front door, over my land....so whats that little furball on your lead then..?"
(his exact doppleganger it never occurred)
oohhh theyve evolved according to the ads they now have "shouting retreats"
Anyway ehh ...
oouuuughhh god why does it do that! select a couple at the same time and it puts them in the wrong order you figure..
but to be ion the best ever centred atpeace zen state almolst ever meaqns its all just a philosophical journey i knew 20 years ago i didn't need to go on when your leading 'philosopher' and don don't know fuckin lore that people died for....
Anyway yes this above yesteraft in fact yester 6am as usual ....but hold on it hadnt occurred to me...
'yesteraft' .. lasteryear... all that don't ask me why i started that a couple of years ago except that to speed write as i always have to especially if sat in a SWestern 'public space' full of shouting nutjobs and thats just most of the lanyardist staff.. wjho forgot (for 15 years now new here - the first was the HAy librarian and she was the very worst offender of all... and when i wrote then jokes about her on a neutral chronicling very well read stream of consciousness blog not even mentioning Jaynes name....someone or other sneakily told tales, likely the fuzz actually as they were big readers, they sneakily withdrew my library card... funny old world...
Wales never even understanding what free speach was for i'm allowed to say being raised or rather raisin self in them REAL hills....
And stealing the 'Welsh Beauty' Nan age 16ish - who truly was.... the ultimate in natural natural Cider with rosie gorgeousness never since repeated... as mine... even if t'was in fact she stole me from those English as hers.... and cocked a snoop at them....
to the chagrin of all her 'countrymen' welsh blokes for 100 km...
no idea why...or did she subconsciously know a load of fascist rednecks when she ..was born into them...
who incidentally NEVER went outdoors despite Rory and Alistair's con interview with one of their elders... that simply is the definition of ridiculous little snotnosed Engilitterates creating myth.. there on the screen in front of you
(he was an ex neighbour of mine the whole suburb knew he was a bourgeois social climbing fake)
(i shall return to soon)
anyway... ehh yes ... now although it is technically a few weeks yonder from the end of the most glorious Homeric decawhatnot ten years on from the day I walked out one midwinter morn
They will be allowed an epilogue mention.
As there's nothing sadder
than to discover
how the land.... (infact i would guess a good few more female landowners than blokes as especially in WAles 97% of em drink emselves to death before their time... and anyway despite the industrial moaning - FIVE recent lasteryear odyssey encountered at some length, babes also lament lamentingly even volubly..even very) babes do live a fair few years longer....
and thus its just the stats, more land especially smaller chunks have been stolen from the family farm via their lawyers and is thus owned by more females than males...
and they have to hire in 'elp' ... muscle..even if theirs are quite capable of being fleshed out into 90% of ours...
But thats just a cultural construct and they do rule so you can't blame 99% of them...
But it saddens me that statistically speaking infact 100% of female landowners all smiley end up screwing you for your diary, whicjh is the foundation of a self employed iod jobber " ehh i could go and suck up to that one who said she had a bit but as you say you have a lot and need it doin.. i shall diarise you above her..." and when 'you' is a fantasist illusionista and doesnt know the words olral contract were invented before papyrus or even clay tablets... well the land cannot any longer function...
and thats sad as i wanted their land to be a balanced centred pastiche of whats in their dreams... and the worst ones swindle you out of earned wages, even money paid out up front on THEIR expenses...
which saddens me only as its the 'sex' of the only one who's sex i hope gets exactly their 50% of everything especially top jobs...
but i am sure there's even an ancient Greek philosopher who managed to dream up some reality ...ohh yes theyre called phyrrhic victories
except that is inadequate a term for if the 'loss' isn't worth the battle or far more fundamental the fairplay even in war to the bitter end isn't adhered to... then the 'victor' probably does die younger as unless one is a true 100% psychopath unable to ever even accept one of Eckhart's copied lines is sort of ok even if only one... and that conscience does eat one up from the inside eventually...
Anyway all that another day - the Winterings version i know i shall do as its already part done except as a REAL human being not a made up pastiche as thats all they can handle..
So yes genuine sadness that truth hurts lies damage though (the moniker of the first streamy one) as the WAsteland of falies about the fairer sex knowing what fairness is in the land even is sad for me...as i like them i certainly dont like ANY Britisher bloke .(definition - once past 40ish they only qiualify if they 'take part' a bit - actually attempt some civic duty of some sort or at least write TRUE deep philosophical things none ever can so they fail by all counts) . i do like European ones so i'm not a blokeophobe... just fussy as they waste SO much time...
...anyway if i die of 'wow'.... I had infact forgotten about 'it'... i hadnt really felt..... well up since the in truth best winter..
Three years ago from December 2022 ...long fantastic beautifully written rants.... then our "mammoths" (her glorious poetical three dimensional use of this so lacking language) even sometimes late at night which as an 'actions speak louder than words' is the ultimate accolade to err...as i dont stay up late for ANYone...
unless they impress...
So yes there's a 'feeling' i had forgotten about until she brought back...not even 'love' ... just an upswell in the bosom or ...?? of true blissy rapturous nice feeling 'energy' even if thats a completely inadequate word they stole anyway for marketing perps..
and i suffered from it once more thistermorn...
Not really there since three years ago...
anyway oh yes thistermorn i had no idea i have a near perfect memory for the truly great storytelling of Mister MAxwell and his otters....
And my perfect woman
the scene where she's up to her thighs in the cold waters savin' a swan if memory serves is so embedded i can smell her lack of any bodily products and it drives me bonkers...still.... ...just pure natural woman doin' what blokes did too when not killin em for fun if you are a huntsman... and not performative neurotickin about the weather either, too.... and ALWAYS walkin tits out full extent.. even smallies one can... back up straight.... chin the fuckup
and ALLis just philosophy...
but anyway ehh... cripes.... i had forgot the ONLY tTolkein worth bothering with of course one's a bit of Bilbo and all his " i dont want to be seen dead at my own hundredandonety party... so im not commin'.."
genius writing and one small book of it was quite enough... enough said
and i had clear forgot til i heard it on the wireless yestermorn
horrified!
And not much horrifies me
the idea that someone may be as most are addicted to those big fat loads of toilet paper and subsequent computer games all theyre good for repetitive blippy noises...
and think that when in fact 'thistermorn' is merely a super poetical fast flowin way of somehow keeping a rhythm going thats a matter of life 'n death.... it just works..
in a society where very very stupid ones say as someone did 16 year'nago..."i cannot write [for cash not quality control] with anyone even on the same landing of my big fat palace of stolen dosh... but with you around..you seem to have an energy that means i think i can ... even with you at the end of the bed.."
irrelevant some folks are beyond any knowings anyway i'm only interested in the job....
And any 'cause' one did need a loyal wingbabe...
loyal to the 'cause' if not the person
impossible in YUK
(i was fool to ever dream of, twenty year'nago)
anyway ... in short... its sad that all the bookended - all they are and will be, landowners of the female kind are so unkind to themselves they embezzle too...
but it started with him... mister philosopher - his very very deep drains needed hand digging out nobody else had doneso for centuries! (not poss to get machinery there to his high up garret of bad writing) ..until i cam along and over a week or two did... a few feet deep in the stoniest ground...all around the little quite large 1000 year old yuppie shed
So yes the first Illusionista near 20 years ago infact yes excatly this comming Novembertime ... was male
And we now have the gran finale bookends at the end even if a few weeks past the official end..
maletoo
perfect symmetry at least one cannot be accused of only total Miss Oh Jenny really its for your OWN GOOD ....
Even if this one where i used to word picture it
but GOTTA be the 'alternate'
the only great line in all of modern lit:
about oppression as TUTOR and injustice as good for you as good old fashioned as nursies ...especially if you are an English High Court judge or indeed most London men pay for their uniforms at the brothel rather than a good bit of Cider with her.... outdoors down the back alley or in the hidden coves of The PAth.....
and i am quite sure 99% of the British 'film' industry dont know what a good woman's for any more...or what one is
anyway when one creates the greatest real 'activist' word picture ever - even if the so called teachers of Wolly Polly forget to teach it in their 'humanities' bluehair workshops
one is allowed a little faux pas
of Miss Oh Jenny ... you know a woman like you should be at home thats where you belong... taking care of my shirts and undies while I'm down the pub....
anyway ehh... sio much is in the 'can' and i have noted of late a few PHILOSOPHICAL booknerd sounding 'likes' even on the Substack waffles...
so fuck off 'n die of Tolkein,
fantasy
All i know is even i was made a bit 'ill' by endless exposure to their illshit...filled sea...
(there is healthy shit chart i didnt know til lasteryear)
I'm almost always bang on three...at three minutes past wakeywakey...always
And i also know thats all there is to life.
Well Lived
right tons of philosophy in the can from the last few months but also i so only want to get back to happy summer stuff
which i dont care about you has been still flutterbyin through mine ever since havin' an orgasm driving up the little lane lasterspring
on here somewhere..
and is my wintermorn everymorn still and im not mean i really do want to share every second
but there's a sequence
dramatic impossible to know what will be in the next scene
I know a good movie-book when ive lived it
for twenty dull years
But i needed what i dint know i did...
(Black swan theory thats what its all about and you cant make any cash of it either as thats the point "centredness isn't available from a MENyooo..." the amount of times ive earbled that at the birds...but of course the dont have the poisongrace to warble back.... " thats not fair it'll mean i have to clean the bogs instead..."!
like that twostersback summer i did
and the best Siddharthan moment ive ever transitioned into)
Mister Illusionista to bookend it
And he has
the one who you really did think would have..... not
righty ho a week more full time here i have been a day not here means a day even more here
so yes the Kushner thing long ago i realised her genius of getting a 'thing' without giving it a word as I'm not sure one exists
IN her superb parable the detainees were cruelly treated and they had to grin and bear it but just occasionally the tyrannist may have let her guard down and a chink of pleasure had from beating the 'system' even if momentarily and only in a small symbolic away
read the book its not fun... but genius
But add something like that ...via glorious 2020 and 21 where one can indeed find great 'advantage' - among many such hose 2 glorious years i wish would come back tomorrow - vagabonds especially get a bigger break ! but not paying rent to a criminal damaging thief... who defrauds the eco grant system too..
(this region is FULL of her dopplegangers - even if the ones not quite as lethal..)
But that is or sounds like 'drama' which i never ever have in my life i am a genius at never ever rising to any tyranny as i dont believe it is as long ago i realised there will ALWAYS be some Kushner-principle - as i called it a few years ago, thing....
it is in fact far more poignantly subtly nuanced an affair if one is being Illusionistaed - that doesnt quite work as a word...
Gibbering liars in breaches
of contract, even if seriously projecting pious Chretienness...
thing is i always expect it .... so even before the illusionista behaviour begins i just see what small 'advantage' can be wrong out of the situation - never ever illegal never stealing anything thats crass...nope the art of some other small advantage knowing they are by default actually all suffering BPD... not my problem and are incurable ...
as they have lived here (countrywide - just as bad lasterregion ) too long and are so stupid they think you dont have friends you may gossip to or even a fairly wide-ranging readership i would never for a second hint at, and anyway thats not art its just Trumpian confected melodrama that makes no difference to anyone ... but far more important, as that would take away from the pure pirouetting around them ... enjoying ones small 'advantage' Kushner style..
they are like little souvenirs also of course i photograph them all... those little hidden fingers up before one is illusionistad...
almost a hobby
but it needs a word.
As does a new discovery...
discovering there really is NO hope whatsoever the Bovarian cancer riddled service economy is likely forever - so boring and rather surprising as they all of course endlessly sell via van sticker new 'adventure' and 'experience' so they wont ever change owt ...
i realised the real coup de grace
(as i never DO meet ANYone who reads proper novels or anyone who doesnt bluehair get all standy uppy static mad if you use the word 'literature' thats so so offensive it is actually MORE offensive than if one were to ask not even politely, "that Aardvark jizzm you sell as detox or hydration or facecream at 50 quid a spoonful..or plenishy wombwrap at i am quite sure the price of a new secondhand pram in Gaza the only one those delightful Jen's missed when out turkeyshhotin' ....could you prove they are better than your polluted shitty little streamwaters, or respectively a good thick pully, even of polyester if one's pauper ....?" when of course theyll never talk to you again unless its in a setting where theyre behind a judges screen making up falsies....)
Anyway yes ehh last good really absorbing one was the Berlin one 6 mths ago....
i forget, its in here then..
and in my ascetic so sparsely kept written notebooks very organised ("get more books by Mr X ") i cant be bothered to get out
So yes...if throughout life, or maybe it only takes a few years... of reading fairly regularly somehwhat involved novels... where you are tossed and turned around a tad and may find the
(oh yes its the END theyre all at it now every stupid young graduate of media studies has caught onto the gorgeous word liminal which means ONLY one thing - surfing the dangerzone up there way up high where theres no oxygen and one fals move your dead.... not an aviation term merely a way to live term.... but in reality: it's dangerous saying anything real in YUK for at least 15 years so liminal means just that ... balancing ones surf board right at the edge of where one may indeed remain alive... and there, only there in the world of 'thought' is indeed lifeas one false move and they want you dead especially in Source type regions which my lasterregion became too a decade back or even more... theyre VERY infectious .... anyway you now here liminal all over their service economy marketspeak... its the end....)
so, sticking with a Kushner...definitely the Scarlet and Black...or it could even be Swallows and AMazons or even a sci fi except Mister Pratchett thats when kiddultism started for sure
the feeling only people who read proper slightly tough-in-the-middle books know of ariving at about the last third you know your getting fully into the grove of it and certain secrets you enjoy as they are revealed and nothing will stop you getting to the end even yourself...
is a really splendid satisfying quite serene state to be in...
but you can only know it if you have done the WORK...and developed such bookreading as your habit...
Thing is ..its more than allegory ..infact its a blueprint
of exactly the very best way to manifest by lived experience and harness exactly that energy ..as blueprint guide of how to feel every day now
for the last 1/3 of life
even when you are fit and healthy enough to be at the beginning of the second or earlier
and it works
i only recently discovered
and it needs a word after all how not to at all in any way be neurotic and no matter what know theres a next page where its all quite interesting is..
