Anyway whist you were looking

 In fact you're all mere dadaists, cos If i don't think about how to attempt to make impossible points, here....there are hundreds every day even the odd thousand. But when i eventually rev up, why not nothing else to do, as per yest, hardly anyone.

Very surreal dadad personality disorder, or even inverse fairy

now what matters? as metaphor, word picture,  allegory or just symbolic of the times - which actually haven't changed much for 20 years; and  all Colonel Chret could say 33 back was " well at any time there are usually 40 or 50 wars ongoing .." and he should know as he started half of them.

Obliquely.

As Pilger so brilliantly described in his splendid repetitive authoritative journalism.

SO all that matters, even if i guess i shall not manage, is having some common language as to symbolic figures. Their names.  We can't of course use due nonsense libel or the even worse "you can't say that"ism  stuff... has to be fictionalised.

And at last even if i wasn't looking for the first of them - the ultimate in putting oneself out there dressed up in sylvan fairy costume and shamanic hocus pocus, so brilliantly curated, so as to be an ever constant ultima all seeing eye for sale..

There i go and spy a silhouette outside a supermarket six weeks ago...

And i just knew.

I didn't know how lined and sourfaced without the self Photoshhopping.

The moment the parallel Quest ended.  

So, that really was i guess why such noisy nothing tolerated...

And somehow should be in something that could be left behind.

And then there's the other thing, all...kindof everything, wordpictured, as symbolic in that its just about intermittent fault (and i dont believe its in the 'stars')  

Even this bugger... i mean what on earth do you make of anything when something supposedly 'solid state' or as good as is randomly wonky

i shall come to these another day even if The Quest really should cover some of it

And the PR  - i had no idea how next level it had becomes by default aesthetic...and it doers disturb, especially when you know it's in fact more Goebbels than Goebbels... 

ahhahh i found her again!  ... but i can't be bothered yet to turn her the right way up as the whole things the wrong way around, anyway...

(i THINK the random fine mongrel  halfbreed filmaker woman  in the 4wd VW understood?? " you can never ever get what you need off a menu especially when the prices are so astronomical here ion The Source... not surprising they cant have a walk in the hills without all those phonecalls as you have to do a lot of extra grifty gigs to afford the fifteen hundred quid soul workshops...") 

Anyway where did i get to other than last few days extra effort to make sure full battery and... i don't know if there is really any point

As it does take two to tango

And the tango is obvious ...

Has been the same one for ever - or for modernity at least,   

GREAT culture even if Jenny Cideres are rather depressing, changes us as did seeing the depiction of the brown man I still remember his name, Dith, walking out the flicks so so depressed " i could never for a second be so astonishingly human and brave  as that Eastern man...." and knowing that moment all peoples are the same - in theory,  no matter which side of the planet they live on...

 And also youve got to have a  sort of a bit of a laugh too...

Earnestness never did work.

(no 'new new ager ' all of whom are merely in the business, ANY old business,  of not being a cleaning lady  - even if the blokes started it!! ... can't do, why all their  thousands of quid on Mindful hellishness doesn't work as the purpose is to laugh at OURselves... ...which i think Candide kindof got? i can't remember.. a kind of useful dada-absurdism ... ish.... Im just talking to myself ...all i know is i for years always sleep well no matter what which is 'zen' unless one is a total psychopath as i am sure they sleep well too..... and to see that one with a mask still on at her work a few weeks ago....forget it theyre all still self pitying mad... and anyway ...well a cup half full of hemlock is why do i have mini miracles? ... it is a miracle my old jalopy is still trundling along....  but of course USA is so far advanced in the nutjobbery when four years ago one meets a pukka train driver woman theoretically feet on the ground yet they all spout nonsense such as " my signpost, traffic control box,  is always the Course in Miracles.."   so there never was any hope there ......why a couple of birthing babes are the only last hope ... or were i guess nobody can communicate anything real.... so why do i bother?

one thing i do know which is exactly the opposite of what their whole thing is - Buddhist this and that  etc etc mindfulness hocus pocus,  doing "THE WORK" ... the Southerner is far far less frank and open as s/he spends all day and night preaching s/he is...its interesting deep down even if the end of the world)

Quiet, silence, nearly

Now, meandering, and i didn't know how, really, or really it's why...?

Why have no so called 'lefties' anything ever to say that's useful...

Why can no pretend 'humanitarian' on a march to make a noise for other people other places never say ANYthing actually humanitarian - Michael K knew of the reality as did Rachel K, even if her book ending is about as nihilistic as you can get, well the clue is that as one gets to the epicentre of power and its 'playground' you notice most can't even go for a walk in 'nature' without having long chats on their mobile phone...

I had no idea just how intense it all was until meandering nine months  the source.

But to be able to  rethink, at a humanitarian level the real version its the small books...  those you don't even think will guide you around the bomb craters because they look and appear so humble and nonentity. 

But when you have nothing else to do as everyone else is just so busy being noisy and return to a few of them, then your perspective is reset in an actually 'radical love' way which isn't radical as its always been the same, and 'losing' is just part of life. 

Of late there is a new 'counterattack' on what they never even took time to ponder what it may really be... that 'woke' or 'culture wars'  which always only ever was an inability to reduce all the static twenty years back,  and ponder what might indeed assist the inner core of our kids. Which is hard as there is no money in simple oldschool stories.

Or getting our kids to read the small simple books that eventually guide us to understanding the firm ground with few bombs aside the pathway if we ponder what it means to lose, but never really be lost.  

No leftie or 'Green' would understand this

 https://www.ralphschism.com/p/israel-palestine.html

Anyway back to business having lost years ago, and all i know that being methodical is necessary if one is living deliberately outside their 'system'.  Which is no hippie thing, it's just the system. And half my lifetime ago i heard him, self righteous, god so so self righteous, 'born again'  Christian  with his Missus sit there as we gathered around his daughter's number three baby, and as if he were reading off the accounts for his church at the AGM, deadpan, "we..[ meaning he actually there, then, part of the force] ...dropped more bombs on Laos  than any other place in the world ever.."

As if it was just all in a day's work... 

No thought to how that may impact

the real lives of real people, even still today. 

And even if GW1 was the start that moment was the real start. Realising the supposed most righteous Englishman retired colonel - a boss of  British 'Intelligence' in USA , three grandchildren they doted upon, in fact  had nothing between his ears...  despite the arrogant deadpan 

smashed all emotion out of his just the right amount of smileyface

  

now what's the point?  - meaning why make loads of irrelevant little clips ? even if the TOTAL 100% bimbos who pretend to be au naturelle, but she is up half the night making her 'travel' vanvids look and sound like a stop off at some chillout post nightclub chillzone, when in real life she's fretting about where to wash her hair next...

Simple, over 100 years ago there was a first attempt to somewhat satirise via a kind of surrealism, all that taking onesself, or one's 'art'  too seriously

And its as if they never existed as a whole generation has been trained into earnestness  - which never works.

That was kindof the point of the Dadas

I guess, to point out careful you may be a fake!

By which i do not mean the ordinary 'girl next door' i mean the middle classes who trade on supposedly having useful-to-society,  things to say  

None of whom ever ever ever can even think of just finding a sheltered place in the sunshine up in the quiet where you can get lost..

in a small quiet book.

There's always a way

Never mind saying that maybe that will do you more good (make you genuinely good - for something one day) than the thousand quid a weekend workshopping

 

The verb, to " Driss" ...

 DO something when its not for your benefit, unasked

ohh yes to act as if the best mutual ben things come to pass

To Driss even if not best example

but god talk about 2 years of " tough love" 

winning for a change

And.... when NObody ever even remembers the words uttered...

prepare for anything

©™ (nobody can trade upon " we lost")

in drafts some weeks at least. not that there ever was any point...  all those performative marches lovin' Palestine not ever able to actually think, which The Michael K i do believe is about the best at ... we lost. Lose .... losing is just another word like winning...  and if you repeat it often enough then you will end up sleeping FAR better than pretending you have 'hope'... 

Ohh yes we now have a new word "hopemaking" i heard the other day...

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when was this?

its in the hover function, later,  another day..

all the days been the same for three years having chanced upon the marketing arm of some fantasy little South Eastern dump like Cobham Surrey 

 a couple of years ago

" so when did a ferkin holiday in a tourist region,  become a stalinista  'retreat'.... ?"

 reprise though i have no interest in the gulag as they take a long time to recover from...

 

and ...well talk about poignancy.... and a story never to be told

Anyway so i never knew quite how the PR department was in fact far more ..it is the POWER

****

i mean where did THAT come from...

Master Tape

five years on,  running away - you never can, even when you have Saint Exupéried into actual Paradise

so yes... 37 years ago, there was hardly any hope when you were in heaven almost with a bit of Little Dreamer on your walkerman ploughing your furrow around paradisical bits of the world.... 

except go to the windawrd shore even then.... and 

And all we have now (back there  - even the river Wye.... ) the aesthetic... the hopemaking.. theior grift

Which has absolutely nothing to do with 'nature'  ever as theyre up all night getting their fake festivals top of the rankings...

So never see it never mind never merely meander

 (i had no idea it was so pricey hence all the need for fraudulent crowdfunding seen begin in The MArches a decade ago) 

now... even if (TO BE CONT!!! ) the word genocide should be banned, no stupid ....oops whats still not allowed? .eeehhhhh  ....summit about the world would be a better place if we globalside Fado

Especially this babe 

with whom one knows where one IS,  whereas the sick little Britolite Churchy one... pivots to wherever she thinks she will find suckers to dig her back garden in Rhaedr....

ojhh yes one of a few big pages other had but nobody even feeds back never mind keeps simplest one chats going....

https://www.ralphschism.com/p/israel-palestine.html

why she wins:

 ohh i wish....we could go under cover .... at her death camp-chic  or at least a more accessible one as she of course hides away making £600 thou PA before tax according to the taxman...

"values" ...

 

Now there's only gobbledygook here on the surface even if i know that there's nothing below the surface of anyone else  doing their only ever tourist thing especially as i have never seen so many mobile, mobile phone calls in 'nature' its almost compulsory to walk and be seen talking...

 But i have no interest in anything other than why did a larger more remote area, three years ago,  get ruined... 

And now i know never mind nobody reads any books that aren't on the compulsory cult list...

And nobody merely meanders...

(lastereve i even heard one mister Mate's poor victims...well it takes a lot of SMALL books like this big one  to understand things like what is perspective... and how the babes always wrote the best  Gulag books and incidentally survived far far longer than the blokes...  they dont tell you that in the cult...even if i don't believe in cults, only ...well just mass dumbing down and there's only one remedy...) 

) 

 

"it's about sad things"

March stuff.

 Now what was that about?

(the one and only chat that still rings  - quite astonishing, " we could see you were a good dad..")

The Yugoslav ...

Now theres the aesthetic...i had no idea it was SO so  Paperchasing total... 

A complete inability to be aware of ANYthing outside the brim of ones sunshade hat - elsewhere

And someone should make art out of it but this aint the real stuff yet

me i was always the same, even in 20s...meander 

Master Hesse  .... so few manage it ...

you are there at page 150 til now a bit fluffy

but now....you are excited 

i am desperate to know his ending

that is a GOOD book!

Now, the problem with yanks is they were all mainly halfbreeds but they forgot...

so a theme begun MArch or indeed the same old as its always the same

Especially that talk about tolerating the worst invention in history -recent annals, up his bum, too,  have extemporised upon 

Indeed we need a word for worse than Judas.....

As mere Judas didnt actually stick any knife in

I mean there was Judy, 

And histoo

I would have love to have been a fly on the wall when one handbag wielding scouse came and bashed hers on the door of the other one who sucked up for a fancier one 

But that's all an unknowable personal past nothing to do with me...

but translunar interjection burning, them awful mad ones cant just say peddle to the metle

 is nothing compared to what on EARTH planet was she on - Judy ....

But had he been a little less feeling sorry for himself and turned the heckle into the words meant with some European aplomb and 

(even if TYPICAL ferkin ITS the women who MAKE it are turned down at his pathetic little pasta mixing desk...)

...non.... credere is so much more all of history ever since barbie made it up onto twolegs ...

poetical and actually a religious experience

 

Anyway one day - the more i think of the slithery little Sardinian the more i know a man, can't even make his own next generation, has to go and even prevent the story of a child's father being 'contactable',  when he is rather constant, same main email address a good twenty years..

same work number

 

And of course when all you can think about is your colour coded cats, and  the right shade of black Mercedes to keep up with the Sylvios..

Or was it Range Rover to emulate his 'mentor'....

Of course such a lost lamb is only ever going to peddle in baby food - real men just eat nana sarnies and get on with real life...

Which is yes Drissing or otherwise known as 'Bridging'  -  clearly another fake book even if damn it it still is lodged in my stupid brain as THE answer...

ohh yes 

Now i know something

About the truly weirdest people in the world ever

Who faked EVERYthing  - 'values' when all they cared about was the bling as we can see in that fine movie from 100 years ago i shall never be able to find again as the Brando one  grabs all the intelligence  so that thick AI  just KNOWs it's the only one with Waterfront in the title  which shows a load of fake tramps and hobos stabbing each other in the back to get into the sales, here...

Their so called 'son' who ran away to better shopping opportunities as soon as he had conned the world he cared...about his own son

I mean even an American

 religious madman 

wouldnt be  that blatant would he...

agghhhh to be cont

All i know if 'twere a statue at least it could be torn down.

And if i forget my point, 

even if it was figured by mere persistent 'design' some weeks ago

the soundtrack a few weeks now, tested...

ALL musicians should be shut up in fact locked in a trunk silently

(as the little pinprick was in his youth by the so called babysitter)

And never ever have anything to say, ever,  unless her name was Saint Joan

who looked like a Bolivian

but to have been conned forty years ish that there was some subtle nuance in the "best ever guitar,  track"

when it was merely about his drugs numbing his awful brain

or lack of

when we needed real brains, even if them words like Jenny Cidre....and even 

well The Yugoslav i think got there when was it Ohh four...

Looking them in the eyes at that Hague and knowing it was just a flip of the coin who bought the next round

Could be youtoo

Especially if you march up them hills in that posture,  rather than merely meander

landlope

And hum a few dodgy hymns as all wording of anything human or fake son of a god who never taught his peeps youtoo

should be careful of your words as there is a LINE

None of them eiether ever seem to know where it is all so concerned with their souls...

Now..... ('mentul elf' is really just against the disempowerment of his "Now" but at last I understand the Tolleing process)

 ohhh quite a few half written from several months ago...

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

she knows what i mean. 

But none will ever  have the bounce to bounce in this moment here and now, here. 

Which despite being even more bleak  and dead than a Gazan bombcrater, is all you have...

(so interesting so as predicted by Mr Affluenza all those years ago, 

https://observer.co.uk/international/the-100-year-life/article/uk-healthy-life-expectancy-reaches-lowest-level-in-years

The UK’s healthy life expectancy has fallen by two years in the past decade. Men are now expected to have 60.7 years in good health, while women are expected to have 60.9. This is an indictment of deprivation, and the political choices that lead to it, but it is also a workforce problem. The Health Foundation found that in more than 90% of areas healthy life expectancy is below the state pension age. Of 21 high-income countries studied, only five saw a fall between 2011 and 2021. Britain now has the second lowest healthy life expectancy overall, only ahead of the US. London was the only region not to experience a decline, with 15 out of 32 boroughs seeing improvements. The lesson? A downward trend is not inevitable.  

Now... even if other funkier things have been said or written

I know there is no point, when no purebred English knows that the hills are for finding a sunny spot even on an early spring day and forgetting the modern world via some good oldschool little books

 

but one feels like an illegal alien - not adventuring, not planning via the phone or watch, merely meandering.

Which is why of course the mentul elf won't really work, either...