theory solved i mean Oliver the Stone even if he alone had the platform " ehh those delightful Ukrainians arent quite as delightfulowlin;' the streets from 2014....[ as the one who prowls the streets of Presteigne with her pashma thingumy and perfect tie died death disguise.... and the second the bobs start to fly talk about industrial beggin' bowl.... i did offer her a load of free kids clothes to a fellow parent of nip in hard cash the local 'community'....funny that all you get back was a begging bowl email for and they continue with even more hard cash....
Tuesday, 23 December 2025
Well, that's a giggle, the fuzz gonna have to use their common sense"
(AS AIDE MEMOIR she is yestermorn superb i had NO idea she could have a 12 year old grandson " hmmm....so ok theres nothing to do round here at night i should imagine in your youth except listen to silly old flat capped wannabe gentry figuring the latest way to harass foxies.... but my ohh my you must have got very bored very young let me try and do the math! .." " here you can have it half price that'll do.." so yes hateful uncrime incidental criminal hatiness when hate doesnt really exsist which i stand for if anyone else can as i just pity the psycho who ate my lass for his Kylies Xmas hatecrime 16 years ago....)
me i just go around spreading joy all day yesters...
only cos its free nanas day
and i missed a shot indeed i would log it as harassment and malicious fakery
" no no nohhh i despair i can tell you not only have a brain but bright eyes..... sorry EAlenor Oliphant will always have a bad day as ALL Britlit became self pityin' confected vulnerability and lets get a jet to Zurich, JoJo, one way when Pierre fucked on forever from his wheelchair and earsexed THREE more children! ....when EUPEAN literature still has a joie de vivre til the bitter end despite their bitterness.... if you buy him your beloved middge aged son an Ishuguro you are just perpetuating this supply of narcotics by dealin' innit... wow! hanfg ON! .. gee whizz... you can NEVER find a nasty foregner, Ove in a charity shop as i was just tellin' you..... thats from the fairies i must have nosed into a thousand of them on my subquest over ten years building my lass's library now at least 500 actually good books ....she will never get in her stocking so ferked for life.... i mean it ive only ever seen three Oves over the decade and they were in even more illiterate bookhating Marches places... and if he hates it i will even refund you the 99p..."
" but you havent paid me for it.."
jesus christ one thing you mustnt do down here anywhere is make a slightly two dimensional joke.,. even to slightly literate peeps
anyway ehh but its the ugly older ones who really go ALL the way...
landloping past so i told her the lovelorn story of an arty bag met close to here ...
" dyerknowwhat i see these ones and they do make me smile in fact but here.... you couldnt really get more of a class divide, i was heading to Lidll... Lidl right next to her Waitrose but thats ok as she had probably earned ut decades of the nighmare of tending English children as i said to her 'i know whats in the safegurading files on the heads desk..' .... does one turn left or right at the queue for the ovens? kindof thing.. and it certainly says so much " she understood!!
and are so clever they know every ruse ....
but why....why ohh why
"and they were talking about the accidental price reduction at my Quaker Meet thistermorn..."
even the really bright eyed older battleaxes.... well its not surprising nobody can ever do anything to save her Moorland brooks cos theyre all at this self pityin stuff that the son of Quakers ...my sort of friend well you couldnt be his friend as a childhood being controlled and oppressed by his Quaker mumndad even by the 70s was so so traumatic they may as well have whipped him to sleep for decades as he never recovered his humanity from it as CAmbridge educated he was eventually most 'aware'..
even the really bright eyed older battleaxes.... well its not surprising nobody can ever do anything to save her Moorland brooks cos theyre all at this self pityin stuff that the son of Quakers ...my sort of friend well you couldnt be his friend as a childhood being controlled and oppressed by his Quaker mumndad even by the 70s was so so traumatic they may as well have whipped him to sleep for decades as he never recovered his humanity from it as CAmbridge educated he was eventually most 'aware'..
right only happy clappy content here
shetoo was wonderful!
i needed just once to hear that " yes you're right we only took to a little of the grass as a definite statement that we didnt want to be pissheads like all the rest.."
So, thirty years of none of your chosen...
"driving home for" any old day ...sat in a traffic jam
ever.
Never
Never mind listening to that deathly earworm ...
Which is what a van ( even if i didnt know then it can be far smaller than a non patinated old vw a choice.... if you really must go back over to their vile Londonistan, or even through the jams of Hellstoned.... go the evening before and kip there overnight up fresh and at the zennith if zen a cheap black coffee no poncey little italian thing on a stove ... or just eat it raw ...)
anyway as if to prove the final conclusion i haven't rit yet at dusk as she gets out of her 4ring in Source Heights....
.... she makes a positive and fabulous personal sexually sexpositive comment before i even had a chance to to do 9ne on her
.just for fun! break the tedium of the total Truman show meets the dead Trollope ....wow
and rhen I made her cry... real tears for the really 'ungry .
" well i dont want to but i have to admit i think you are right...."
Monday, 22 December 2025
A TO DO! list brief notes as chargin at loony central
list for later and at least begin to finish ten years of notes
and these notes to self are the brief LESS "sexing up the green message" as i said to her.... and less poignant bittersweet or lampoonate in fact the whole point is to so Grotify the youtube lot they no longer watch any of em..or hardly
success!
They were only ever there for one...
although in fact it's inverse Grotify as in some clips, among those crackers, are real diamonds ...they'll never even know exist
THE OLD ONES
the younguns
yea so these Gibberites god i need a new word as the one whom gave it really is the worst one of all to have to think of every time i use her rediculous archaic word for conwoman...
t
(pictures insert here of boxes and boxes of white witchy, spiritual and other such books that didnt work on..HER..)
hey don't even think of course that even a simple yeoman spends plenty of time planning and preparing their jOBS at minimum wage...
often i will have spent a whole long walk or evening working through the permutations in my head so as to save them every possible penny and make those they spend last a lifetime or thirty years at least...
yes so as metafizix doesnt work and they cant mind read either
THE END
the last one ever!
ive had enough even if every one i have loved like my own cjhild
But don't trolllike assume (whatever that silly word means)
I don't fix real wonky Queens
and aren't some even stupider hopeless Utopian
As there's one thing harder to fix than all her Christendom put together
Put some woman up upon a pedestel
(even if like Silas she was she says stabbed in the back
by her pious becassocked, chief godscquad quack )
two years, draggin the truculent old nag to water
AND at last i made her drink!
that really is what you call winning the war
after loosin' every battle.
But it wouldnt be if not for her equal...here.
So as the latterday Sandsmen and a few fine women, too
heroically starve themselves to death
and noone even says a thing
you just know that what NOT
what you don't ever see
nor hear
tells the true story of his Teapottite tribe
Even if by Mister Badger Bater Member of Badger Exterminants
It's impossible..... not poss
never
simply not the right hymnbook
For any Englishwoman to sing
soul
and it aint 'generally' speaking in some department stores its always so.... there are indeed reasons, for...
...things
and you can't fake....real soul
right back to bees and THINGS and flowers soon
So where did i get to.....
here.
If only she knew the simply simplest level of not any old commoner zen, but these territories, them....
Master of every Bend in The River and road and the best of all is a combo, twofer... the dark predawn one where you have just a slither on the horizon os somelight pollution - probably The Eden one, even up here, the way he leaves his lights on all night.. probably in some homoerotic wink at one of their god, Elon's eyes in the sky...
A great parking place aside a very large lovely puddle within which to rinse just one plate, one fork knife and spoon and cup...
even scrub and rinse the footwell mat just in case....
Every smallest motion for reason and economy of scaled back to perfect time motion and every penneth worth of diesel curated into zenniths of usage only when absolutely necessary and treble purpose.
Perhaps the great discovery the only one Missus Aunty Fado, and true musac don't need any silly showoff tango steps or even pirouettes...
just err wearing err (in Portugal its literally every other word if your ear is attuned)coração
on her sleeve before him in the background turns her into his sleeve factory of the rest is rubbish after them dodgy men ....got
her
(though as i rit the other day hearing of the hunger strikers in fact dying as we speak and even the awful Rory manages to pretend he thinks its rather awry
that no media carries their Cry...
Freedom is knowing full well that...
Well it's like this, ten years meandering (25% the time sometimes 50 and usually not very far)
... i discovered there are four words in these muddy shoppin' aislate everythin and puked it up....
(i mean did you know not pretend mindfulness and empathy, but the real thing everyday
the number one cause of death for the under 35s in YUK is
by their own hand...
yeah lovely happy society Mister Pinkie...)
amazing her lads arent on them stats unless they are so Rupertine blind they can't judge:
"hmm my mummy and her posh Pasty cooking gigs...
ten grand a pop.... yet she's still on all the full benefits,
running costs .... even full housin'
hmmm.... maybe she's not quite as gritty integrity-authenticity
as she pretends to be"
But the true insdanity is when one mucks in a bit with just such a perfectly oldjumper natural fabrics fairly good looking old bag
Every single word is " ohh yes nature, greenness, the 'MATRIX'
[or whatever silly truly awful word for turbo capitalism 30 years ago we parroted,
or truly awful film they may latterday parrot - 'the beast', a commoner]
There you are a few months in about the best actual nature in the fetid Peninsula of Walkers lies.. and lying walkers.
But there was one who you assumed may just have a tad of ability to use their favourite word: "Connect"
" you say youre poor and want to live in richer simplicity
well have you even thought of... when i follow you down
my ohh my the way you jam your foot down on that right hand peddle comin out of every smallest bend or dip...
hasnt anyone ever told you in your 67 years
how to use less gas so youve more laughin'
space and time, god you bring me to tears.."
Of course a man suggesting to an actual Cheltenham Lady who knows every slightest combination of Cuisine flavour,
should have been braver
" are you really still that stupid
well i hope you didnt teach the boys that habit
and im being constructively vituperitiveid!"
Anyway four words.
You cannot buy definition ever hear. Here.
In fact to geolocate
Anywhere S of Mancs and E of
well it used to be about HAy
Even ffour narf year'n ago a
brief meander back out to Monbiots Machynlleth
Thirty years in fact thirty five,
my 'ancestral' second home, nobody nowhere, and a great cheap real earthy bird cafe
not ever up itself community based on reality
(you wont read in his rag, of his actual from about 15 odd year'nago
whist his kind brag and monetise of second home tyranny,
second home there
as he calls his fullwhack investment home, tennants " my sweet loving community")
Anyway ... ehh four words.
(even from Swampy as it happens as i knew his neighbours up in the Valley
of Teepees and bourgeois hobbit homes
one his retirement sofa and big fat tv...)
The four words that define every Southern woman especially when every word out of their mouth is holistic natural supplements detox simplicity wicker basket "my lovely community" and 'connect'
ohh yes i forgot the TRUE discovery that 99% and i do not exagerate or at least 97% define themselves and identify themselves by something WRONG with them... its compulsory its their currency...
Funny old world that would make me laugh except you're not of course allowed to whisper even a gently sardonic sigh
thats a point some NAnci she died young too as she wasnt who she pretended to be ....a VERY angsty woman inside behind the painted on smile thats YAnkland for you, always....
i should sue her estate the YAnkee occupation for all them tickets me her one and only Londonistan
superfan
anyway yes them four words....
and MAch... before it was stolen too
... every single patinated old banger drivin, flowerchild, connected even older ones way way past their Waitrose sell by date
Performing some latterday earth motherine
or (even if she was fake), Blue, Joni
behind the mask nowt other than wolverine
as.... though t'must never even be muttered in unconscious pillow talk
..[[[[[[[[[[.. [don't tell anyone, so secret it must never even be ascertained by some passin' Orwellate the tramps with his heartless fayre ].... " i reserve ..the ...right..." ]]]]]]]]]
.......To maybe one day shop in Machynleth FArrow and BAll once again, or who knows what values i'll have in my rest of age
Or send them sweet little granddaughters.....
.....to Chelten'am...
just cos is say i am
doesnt mean, i will remain, like all therapeutic work we do says we outghta....
********
I ....connect.....
their polka dots
gosh boys hold the presses bargain buy it now for yer boyfriendAnyway yes .... it's not like i hadn't seen it before,
joined her Biba dots...
The saddest woman on the earth
Not quite comme il faut
Her Biba compulsion
even with childhood elocution
can't take the ...
whatever you call all of britain, class consciousness
dressed
doesnt cover up the way she never went to Chelten'm too...
and never quite got over it.
to be last lined, soon.
But if only they knew laugh lines
real uns...must start with as subject them ...self
Ahhh yes just in case i die of true zennithing the happiness pole
" i think ive realised over the years that theres only one place on the planet worse than Yankeeland with all their kids bein' shot and complete inability to understand less is more...... and that is a land that only lives by pretending all is well
fantasising they live in a lanscape wellsprings wishing wells
polite living hells
because the only thing psychologically worse than
shootin' em daily n breakfast tv
is bringing them up in some teapot tinpot fantasy
but that's"s all its really been about
to quote their genius poesie
even if not the ' meaning of life'
" everyone in the laundromat is equal" ..
well unless you're under 40 from Lower Hamsterwheel....
thing is....
to be
Sunday, 21 December 2025
Case for the defence
(nope not yet not heryet lets wait until...i know not and this wasnt going to be for a day or so but off we go)
Poor poor Donald's offence
Yer On err... forty years ago near enough
one could pitch up a lost limey in the deepest darkest Hicksville
even Hickory
North Cal...
and find a woman not only so loving all knowledge
that day we jumped into the dark quarry pool off the ledge
sultry nothing nights....
no noise nor lights
America through The Southerner's laughs
and perfect morality.
Was every single atom of she
reached over and turned her knob
twiddle twiddle crackle crackle ...
"what on earth is THAT?"
From the very first opening seconds
the snake infested katydide
[The nighttime insects you hear are usually Katydids (family Tettigoniidae, also called bush crickets) or true crickets (family Gryllidae), both making distinct buzzing, chirping, or trilling sounds by rubbing their wings together (stridulation) to attract mates after dusk.]
i could have died
dusktime mating all every red blooded man and her
sweat pourin and the institution never beat
Yankee FM radio brings,,,
and she sings...
and days weeks probably years ... the perfect swamplife song in your ears
not one person EVER in all of Christendom
ever for a moment said twas anythin to do with Jesus H Christ
nor any sky faery organising the one perfect American moment
even if she did...or maybe
BUt fast forward thiry odd years and now they all say its biblical bullshit banshee bastardising the one greatest of all song of them sultry Yankee eighties..
fourty days a word picture metaphor
nowt to do with religious mental war,
or Dicky's 'memetic' whore
purest talent purest real undivine spirit who knows just maybe sublime
But then to cap it all by some tragic miracle
he Dead PArrots far too young and along comes
his lad
a renderin' as perfection as nobody else could
pure love pure values pure respect a pure happyclappy story
undefiled by bible bashin or fake have a nice day smiles
(weve a few of em down here the laster year or two to show)
and hardly anyone even claps never mind clicks
even if only one can still write
Greatest song. Greatest performance of it. Fight me.
thats thats fact ...thats offensive... thats your country
nothing....no memory! no humanity
no pure shiverdown your spine for a son honouring his not even shotdead dad
a goodnews story, untold as no YAnk really cares
for family, until their shotdead
gets them TV stares
Pure Nothing
and philosophically, nothing
can't be offended, by even BBC bullshit-anything...
And you can't fuck off and die
as you're already dead"
hmm gotta get in there only a scoundrel uses my beloved Amish for his Jerrymandered ... just like Nigel thinks he cantoo
and he is...
RC sexist piglet (not even desrvibg fullsize) Torygraph Tim Stanley who wont allow even bigjob woman priests https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m002mmy5 in a country 40 years ago nobody even muttered father god in the pissoir ... or even fabulous, cheeky, nestpisser #2 with her "mother god"
who next...
you did that the most obvious unbeliever in anything ever
and you clearly killed Margret too
ok happy clappy Bridge of Lurchery things next
or maybe tomorrow
Or maybe all along of course....
near'nuf twenty years ago J Babb commissioned by the OUP to write The Bible on it...
the thing about these fringe areas twas ever thus they come in like Babb or Robinson theyve been someone somewhere else even in the arts or philosophy or Babb fellow of that truly Philistine so called University all they can muster is Penrose and dodgy Dicky had he said "theres something but its impossible to know what " rather than this is it. period, he wouldnt have caused so many to turn away from the miracle of evolvin and all that... and encouraged the worse ever 'atheist' brain scientist HArris...
but when your third wife is a third rate movie star even below the Sara one...
well of course you need to seek attention, for nothing....
And the BBC commissioning birds loved his slight aristo looks ..good on tv
the most cliched predictable culture ever extant
anyway it was always hilarious the way your Lawsons Withnail-Robinsons and Babbs came to some hick town as it got trendy and full of druggie fucked up young ballerinas - her bname rhymes with... precisely.... and never ever could for one second ponder there may indeed be something here worth....
noticing
or even ... taking in....
they go on about truly screwed up Searle and his definate real-trauma from his Japanese days 'informing' his wonky work and bottled JAp heads on the top shelf..in some
but wouldnt know any original thought if it was working in their inherited pile of rocks...
so be it ....
Anyway there's me half a decade researching and buying for him BAbbs lost extremely expensive books so as he can pile them upon his Hogwarts desk going on about the 'poor' of the town never occurs to him to even leave one in his soon-to-be-used will to an actually 'poor' girl his almost goddaughter ... who was doing lit at the top lit uni...
Anyway ... a decade on " ive got volume one...two ... but i just cannot finish THREE.... what it damnwell is..."
a decade later
in my clunky old motor
"Jeff ive some ideas .. they just well sometimes i think...
cmon talk to me..."
But maybe all along that's it the world authority
for all his snobby and dividing garb and meanest me me me
couldn't get into volume three
just one smallest tome summing up that tricky
Sublime...
because you can't
why didnt i think of that all along?
almost trite 'n cheesy
lazy, too easy
but at least you cant make any money out of it
maybetoo, that's the point
" made in Yugoslavia [sic]"
Now.... all that is necessary is a tad o' fixin thinkin' the Boostaroo had given up the ghost
(and even thinkin the Bishop was ghosting in fact i thought god thats poetic " even blocked by number one martyr loves to bloodied on the cross
of our two year correspondence
jabbin err so upskirt often day after day....
this toime she's been told....
"i got the inside info luv....from ONE of yooz i trust....
theyre declarin' geehadit with all of you but if there's gonna be schiz...i want in onnit" "
i do not lie and only occasionally extemporise on the actual script
and that isn't
what on earths up with wotsup one tick for a day or so when she normally laps it up immediately...
Anyway more important things just when you are ready....
she keeps coming into my mindseye
i saw her look a few weeks ago....
anyway if at first and i only need to be ...etched
in person rather than from behind my "prowler" back
the other side of their NArniac square that sure aint narnite rather than they all think they're dynamite, when they're only.... rock
thank you very much
So i never just ask and only ever give first at least a small snippet of the story
even to a ringnosed" hmmm... the armenians all a bit contrived and yes all the clever terms of life coaching from LA with the latest trendy sunglasses.... look, my lass one day quite young thought for herself and i had no idea upon askin' her her current faves i thought she may say Joni River or somesuch and was quite gobsmacked when she put it on the splitter... the last time before thisters i had used it.....[which is impossible to listen to in ints native tongue without the boosteroo scrape the terminals me thinking i hadnt been Indiana Jones prepared enough and the special small batteries had run out..... nope in all its glory...
even if it could sum up the local scenery
ohh yes says filmed in Slovenia i dont even cheeky0fake owt
anyway the real version is far better without pictures if i were a painter two sights seen ive never seen such cliché
indeed the hispter Ruperts you can tell them by their lackeys ... wandering up the road with a whole biggish bag of cut wood over his shoulder doubtless at least thirty quid for show...
i really wanted to tell him/them - thats the old fashioned version as the private school lot never really bought into all that perversion of the words, as it'll confuse the inheritance
cycle, round and round
i could have cried for him
"mate theres a pile ten times bigger than that puny rip off sac and free... a mile up the road...i feel so sorry for you and your posin' with your so practiced Ascott swagger even age about seventeen... i think i will go and get them for you for free, now...
the second minds eye is far more sublime...
to be kept in reserve
Anyway now..... the sublime is far deeper than just bouncin on Tightropes even if it IS CHEESY to even write the silly old fey portentous word...
in fact its probably too blue-cheesy to even get lessons or modules onnit in Eton or Oxfed... don't you know
And it's certainly not just paintin' a good thing as i can't
even if i don't believe in that word
agghhh the cheeky sublime in the boostaroo pretending it was going to UNKNOWABLY ruin the biggie...i need them now
I wasn't but i may...
she gets exactly 3.5 minutes in one nonstop typin' which is only a minute less than the scrooges gathered this eve to throw stones and get peeved....
There bein' one thing that really would
if ....
well if.....
she would.
Anyway yes The slippery fucker its about doin' things you really really never ever wanted to do
I mean before these shabbine super model wannabes, could never nees.... there was the pukka thing, only one...i have a photo somewhere still in fact could look up her Fakebook, addiction too...
A whole year of being weird on hers .... until one day i just got the fuck on my bike... " luv im on my bike....i shall be there maybe at dusk or die of dehydration on the way as the last year ive been cryin'
all day 'n night at your complete inability to coherently ping ferkin pong, communicate... with one of your original tribe and you even liked to hear i was so secretly in love i had to leave the ferkin cuntrty...
'case i saw you again....
so its not that i just don't know but i'm on me bike..."
now if inadvertently half the prior year you have been making the ultimate princess one "your long ,messages god you make me laugh" which is more impossible than filling one poor little lost 'n lonely quark with all the dark matter, cloggin up her universe....
thats just not what you ever wanted and never ever could... even if
(well The Wuss she started it, later, as she had muscles for luggin hay bales clearly she did all day and night between lugging her nippers around the bouncy castle i saw that one day the day of dead bambi and my bicycle and she alone brought me back to real life......thats a point it should be doubled, the BBC went far too far https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m002nl2m [ use a thingummy countrty hider whatdyercallem i should know i useD one often enough only for one reason but why not necessary now? weird.. ohh yes vpn... theres always a way] even for me to go and get a cheap Orangeman laugh out of Bambi's mum being shot...god this cuntry is cynical* there are some shots you never take some lines you never cross even for a good laugh ...ever )
and obviously ther's another equation and i have OUP backing here and as a pure troubador ramblin landlopin usually i have no preconceptions in fact in this fetid murderous aisle only plan to hit n run... oops cant write that thats a word picture for a cuppa at The Black Swan and rationally politick:" you got off at the wrong stop... wanna come..."
and not even a second ponderin' where i go
anyway the cheeky Sublime is never ever pindownable unlike the shamaiac nonsense that wants to know what may be...
or what the recipe is for the best cauldron manufacture
right no more tangents just for fun so yes Griselda senior OUP very wisewoman 2012... before one was ready...
" i could pinch the first editions from my office if i wanted but no i dont get freebies for her, Potter nor that other Hobbit nonsense.... thireteen she needs to know, already does as 'twas all avoided, and away from it she was educated, by me....
real life is far more interesting than fantasy..."
anyway only a week back did i hear at last one other explanation.... for the Sourcery..i had absolutely no idea i mean any grown up avoided this bigged up computer game or whatever it was..twas bad enough that a fairly ok song was ruined by all the Gollum bullshit ...
the only use he was to anyone if it was indeed a 'he' was the "preshusss" scene which is clearly actually about this whole region.... never known such...." mine all mine.." erry of nothing much but a load of polluted streams so says the expert to me in person a 40ish year old fabubabe ...
yes
"ohh that exmplains it...i knew there was something weird.....i mean a few months ago i wrote to my very brief once sister in law, famous movie bird she was 'aprt of the family' for at leastn a few years... " god luv i never gave you a second thought that way... but seeing you in Chuck i cried you looked so utterly sexily gorgeous with your silver grey .... i didnt recognise you! please could you ponder being pinup for keep the rivers hairdyefree ...or just i dont know you called yourself a writer well maybe write something about it making you newly free...[word/effect but sexu gorgeous was inclus..]"
clearly it was sprayed on
And she is polluted as they all are by Muppet cash... quickest blocking ive ever had
not one of them ever ever in a whole ferkin Universe of Morderers could ever be trusted to know whom they are for one second
anyway
right laughs now if i can make the ultimate laugh well i know i can make anyone even if its never for any smallest second intent
but t'would be even more impossible to make that stoney faced one, just.....smile
and at last I'm ready....
the allegations....
i love that word it needs at least an opera....
* and not just cynical your BBC journos should be Bambi's-mummed for allowing that absurd little pixie Pinker on over the years with his "scientifically speaking all is better trhan ever ..smiley smiley" and petard the rediculous thing in fact i bet you could plot a chart of Anmericans allowed in to BBC and other changing rooms in our nort very venerable institutions against the time given to child murderers of childs on the wireless.... about the time of Bulger when Pinker is dreaming up his virtue signalling obvious tosh not very many here maybe a few hundred in paid academe or HMG roles.... Jamie is news headlines for a whole month or two.... twenty odd years later and half of YAnkee so called acaedeme come here and EVEN preach on our BBC about parenting from a child psych point of view.... [i have the tapes so many and proof even half their senators cant use english any more and thats the Klansmen ones] .... so yes maybe at least ten times more yanks in public facin' academe and highup child education, immo'd ere...and on thursday a little boy murders a nine year oldf little girl...and it only gets one slot once on one evening news and not even topslot...infact not even a tenth of poor JAnmies big gig in the sky a hundredth so that means there must be a hundred times more which is probably right if you include all the worthy Mennonites and 'happy clappy' 'evabgelical' religions that Utterly invaded The MArches after Brex....
really Mr Pinker....
well it's not as sublime ("it recreates itself every day" the non shamaniac not hippy even if very snobby Babb last said)
if i have permission...
why did i ask? it waws much better when we jointly sat muttering seditious things.... and she just without saying anything or even noticing, accepted it's MY socket!
...as i reckon the real pukka sublime has to have an 'edge'
be proper wobblin' on that Tightrope
one false word and you're in holographic purgatory
And the moment i tried to believe in any happy endings near ten years ago of course i burst the bubble
So the shamaniacs would say even if i need instruction on when "lean in" means play VERY hard to get or not...
All Greek in fact to me in fact ancient Greek is easier than Narnian, or any metaphysicalishgiberish
because i know the deal: we can't KNOW the 'deal'
Anyway i better not have told her a Misstruth cos i said i was going to write just one para onnit and be damned!
anyway right i know the hologram says ....
well it doesn't say ANYthing as it's stupid and expects US to trick it and outManoevre...
even if The Sublime is based on not ever knowing anything is so awful don't do it, go there or talk to her...
(she also confirmed " to me it means 'amazing'...")
But whttheferksit ...for?! not allowed to know except ... there is SOMEthing...
And if only poor Private school oppressed Dicky DAwkins had thunk beore opening gob as i know it did more harm than philosophiocal good to modernity which we used to have as nobody EVER spoke of religion or even 'spiritual' nouveau age come lately even if them bloody chatterboxes to the dead started it 150 years back.. i reckon the dead if they come back as anything only come back as perfect archetypal 5 second rather sublime smiley glimpse as mine did 20 plus years ago..(admitted ion one of recent audio pondcasts) : but i do NOT know why...
ohh yes back to the second talk at The Queen of criers and for once bang on pukka honest self advertorialing what a dryer! even if i only ever use one once a year as in fact clothes dry just fine on you in about ten minutes in fact ....
without dying of even minor hypothermia as they all moan...
yes ... that beauty... even if only skin deep. And anyway beauty is only when you have enough lifelines to prove you have survived your own anguish you caused quite alone ... and can still smile a bit
But it was the....dot dot dot....
Not one of this under 40 lot
could ever actually understand: ehh there are patterns, generally... among the many pretty lonely isolated peeps i have worked for in the past ... who gave up in fact the glorious battle to just have a human to pet or be grumpy at or even if you must get revenge upon, rather tan a dog who can't talk back...
anyway ehhh yes its that " maybe it was..."
"nope luv i shall stop you there with the generalisation that your whole tragically used and abused by shit bluehairs generation has uneducated you with..... and you can't even read my body language despite your fancy frasin...EVERY SINGLE LIE AND DECEPTION i have have adored.... they make us who we are now and Im a ;lot bouncier than you ..!
of course one can only use the first phrase of the above as they assume hurt...
and dont want to know any useful 'generalisation' about how to survive... them
right generally speaking i hate all my material as t=its the hundreds of small little sometimes funny seditious clips that actually tell the 'story' over 3 years and many i havent yet been able to upload as sorting them takes far far longer than the bigjobs which i hate as polemic doesnt work as any fool knows...
all i do know my hologram has a bit more 'reach' than someone elses.... and i want to swap because i dont need one of your mean little clicks on me ....
but theres someone else who quite obviously does or did.... to fill a certain
gap
but i give up all... no point having actually had one word with one person in the whole SW one thing is for sure their holograms are all stuck on loop a bit like a goldfish maybe speaking of probably theyre Buddhist too "ohhmmm ohmmm " the answer to it all, if your stuck in a LOndon fishbowl sure...its nasty out there outdoors without protective clothing and headarmour just to saw a log
(many videos to come)
in fact lots and ;lots of all sorts as i do occasionally admit "its a bloody Turner i want even if most paintings should be boiled down and used to cook my tofu.... they wouldnt give it to a bloke anyway and only give them for truly being so wuwu or faux-vulnerable your presence overwhelms the senses of the judges so they can't see, NOTHING....
or hear it either
(i sat through ALL the Podger at Hellstone, in person, i get NO info off the internet it doesnt even know why Laura the smileyrider may be happy or unhappy her living may just end, as i know her like no man has, but one thing i know for certain i couldnt know what will turn out best for her...and her lass who was never going to exist late 2019
for SURE!
(OMG i can't come back here ive become volunteer teller of the story and guide.... nope the end.... back to the beginning or at least backwards filling in bits, of nothing.... but i do know how to be Turnerworthy if it could go in in disguise.. i don't ever wate MY time reading or watching some so called guru for gods sake i had the greatest ever extant old man Ralph and upon at last standing at his grave under a tree in a woodland cemetery - due the junky Countess of ChesterDi giving me a lift late 2018 ... it was all overgrown and Utterly unloved.... i know what the future is!".....all either audiologged or filmicly unblogged .... and i ruin it deliberately by feeding in teasy bits ourt of sequence so there's no real surprise.....all that matters is to be the Reggie Perrin of the word dolloping it all out as he once did in his empire of Grot...guaranteed to FAIL )
pheww nintyey five percent!
and said nowt
funtime soon
Eureka newword
... as if to prove always even if theres no point 'sharing' anything...
be a bit creative or poetical or let the 'sublime' dance on your fingernails
BUT THEN MOVE... for a bit
i prefer the moving bit
adore the slight reorganise of just a few folders of paper and this weeks few clean clothes
Whilst plotting how can I meet Alvin again....?
tough im a coward and anyway they are ALL so (as she said in the dusky dark of her sanctuary) "brainwashed..."
But what does that mean, as i said to the most bright eyed teacher " precious.." but its only perfromative and all i want to be is away from British dogs forever as to sit and stare (he even quoted the DAvies even if not technically Greek but Corfuan) I cannot sit and stare at the British doggists as my my i would from 2021ish and to see how they all without fail perform dog, nowadays...putting their neuroses even up at Odffa's path into their dogs...
performative dogging
(that one just now the way she MUST control even her hairy non-status mutts with the special snacks and so special smile probably the only crits that'll smile at her today as all their smiling is for their beasts which couldnt ever have a human thought even if they too won the supreme...
[ ok just in case " my dads a liar we did NOT win the supreme cup...." its a way of ice breaking with every doggist " ehh theres something even harder to win than crufts especially if you have over regulation hair and drive a hippyvan as we did and always parked it aside the ring ...and lass had a braid.... as there is nothing in all the firmanents more prejudiced than a Northerner who is a judge in a ferrit show,.... but that one summer of 09 when lass was at the Supremes ... the MAIN showday technically a nonsuprme show but Chatsworth 'ouse eckerslike and every ferrit in the land is lined up in the pageant.... and the ultra most fascist judge ever who over three year'n never deigned to acknowledge we exist..gave er best nipper in show..... and then waddled over in is regulation short back n sides and moleskin jockstrap....and gave her the champion cup..... thats a DOUBLE in the hardest place ever extant ..ok the champion of champs amalgamating all showwinners the next day technically i think we werre third but ehh up a double.... at the largest show in the PRESENT of the year thats as good as an actual Supreme Miss Fuzzy Universe cup... and the sharp intakes of breath by all the Northern lassies surroundin' me when Judge Richard waddled over to lass lookin' likke meanest dogeatin' ferret ever born........ were louder than at the mere Supreme cup next day...."]
ehh where was i.... yes the total performative preciousness and the more doggy you appear the more precious and sweet you will be thought to be especially if it has on a rediculous pink fleece...
And no matter how one tries to suggest that male dog owners from Trumpointon wre merely following Missus Tea PArty sarah...
who really DID have a graphic showing dynamite explosions over her political 'rivals'' houses well before the Big Orange went and won their Crufts by a whisker as THE RELIGIOUS BIGOTS were bought off...
nope no point and only a ...
(ohh yes back to the poetry evening what on earth were they performing except performative " i have an illness" all night....she looked fit enough to me...ehh a "conspiracy of fools" i should have been manly enough to chirp in " a business of ferrits would sort you all out for gods sake im off and can i have my 1p 'donation' back too please..")
Anyway nothing interests me except the need for back aromour especially now every huntsperson is going to be looking for some 'sab' to stab in the back and assume non short back and sides is the definate article
(later ....why ....you should clap ...not from me... from a hillwoman i knew would be pro .... until she told me why not)
So the only wisdom comes from the non teapotty that long ago i knew....
and never mind him the ,an with siuch lovely doey eyes telling me what the greek phrase meant i had in my notepad over a decade i could even hear it when he said it and i dont know much Greek
other than " as you know were all racist cunts i tell the story of how 15 years ago as The Guardian or somesuch rated it as about third best film ever i snubbed it..' no way the spoicko Greeks could come up with something modern and philosophical... ' until one long night nothing to occupy myself with and no electricity except just enough to watch on youtube purely out of exasperation..... possibly the greatest movie ever i knew within five mind never mind best sex scene ever fully clothed as she marches up the street but we wont talk about what happened next i still see her now in my minds eye .....just fabulous! my perfect woman....
.... ff today ....eureka
so its quite an easy word really even to a non linguist even if some groovy foreign wordist like me
he told me with his eyes....
(later theres all of the rest of life to fill in the audios interviews and far more important pictures..)
all is nothing (except in a more nuanced version)
teapot.... mister Teapot..the Teapotists taking after Sarah's tea party...
that DID start it all even if every woman extant wants to blame us blokes....
sorry you can't have your cake and eat it...
and then just for fun
"Tipota" (τίποτα) is a common Greek word meaning "nothing
.... which is said as he said very very like teapot in his native language even if like most immos he has far better English than any native born.......
british bulldog teapots... with nothing to say
the teapotists!
bin fuckin...go
And to get really racially prejudiced judgey
....to think
not only in The Source central bad artspace....
(his eyes him of the beautiful dark but so gentle eyes)
In a ten year quest for ehhh..... autheticity, in a skirt
or something like that...
the proof's in the pudding theyre all addicted to
The only one whom, followed through the wonderful unpretentious but two minds attempting to ponder reality, without EVER claiming ANY knowings or learnings..just for fun
is a Greek bearing gifts...
I had even forgotten i asked him to follow up
thisterdawn
BINGO I WOZ RIGHT!
(" almost a sublime i was sat at the Polish junky's computer in Presteigne in summer 2020 cos nobody else cared he was killing himself and being aggressive around and about and joining in with the Presteigne habits of loadsa drugs and moronic Corona beers... and his stupid girlfriendf despite being a very paid lanyardist 'carer' didnt care to even try and help him get his cv in order and get a job.... but silly me i only popped in under great duress of why bother cos his dad was from the same Polish dump Zamosc as my lass's grands .... so i felt a stupid loayalty..... and between his stupid rap musac and piles of drugs theres his computer open at this page
wzniosły: (adj) Lofty, elevated, sublime
and as he is boring me to death with excuses for not giving up the spliff that gateways to harder spliff 'n booze blahh blahh...and saying how lovely his girlfriendf is [once my friend out of deperation] despite her inate spasticity not even helping him get work so he could afford to rent and not be imminently on the streets the next week.... i ponder "what the ferk is THIS... wow....
and diving deeper discover the etymology of THEIR version is yes goodness aim for the Estellas and you may end up in the gutter other side of the road crawlin' at her feet... fuck this isnt the awful British version of 'cower in pathetic servitude ' at a Turner painting or whatever.... even god... this is what you WANT it to be!!!..."
"wow.... oh yes you child even if you dress like rambo meets Withnail.... i told you ten times how to get the govermnment scheme thats great self employed assistance and you can have an artisan business as you say youtoo wish....well if you wont listen i told hertoo... i hate the governemnt but this scheme is the one great thing they do.... "
and it now seems that the pathetic little bastardisers of language, them limeys .... are in the minority
But will the ex Cheltenham ladies listen...? over the last three years of gentle hinting ... one to one... that 'we' use a rather Eastenders version a bit too self harmy....
of course not
Because thats who they are...Cathy, one and all....
time to jump over the Cliff.... as they prob thank you're himtoo
even when you nicely explain using the words of women scientists! ..why all their Heaths are dead and should be darkly awed and psychodramatic....
and are far too polite to say youtoo
(my real Queen of the Bigjob...she says " i agree, political correctness ruined it all ....maybe even more than all our paedo priests... ")
as she said - The Gibber Queen, "the eductation became so disastrous.."
but the rhetoric worse
and what is 'evil' a silly wrongthink word so just shortcut for the damage done by smug ignorance.
Him - the 'good bloke' of Knighton sat there that night three years ago and told his superb young daughter who would help me fixing the Payman money laundrette.. " your mums bonkersness is in her genes.."
so all that matters is in fact the 'public understanding of science' as it does indeed define lanyardist fascism-lite - ask a victim of some mad social worker quoting a dodgy 'psychologist report' at her (i would have on my desk and know just what your 'safeguarding' files say - madness), what fascism is, and the lanyardists do have as the beautiful elderly Nestpisser agrees all the power..
(oops errata i have too much to deal with, the ;pain was indeed pukka stonepaint)
.... so when you have a so called father - the trendy version of the De Bottainite smug arrogant southerner, this particular so called dad an edgy more Northerner version, so so chummy and 'good egg' and device laden, and latest computer games, in his mad boozy community tells his lass what 'inhertited' means.. its a sentence
thats more evil than even the way the church wastes cassock material
in that even the BBC allowed someone who could think a bit for themselves the magnificent Richard Bentall typo TRY and refigure it all... although its amazing the CIA havent done him in yet as ifr you actually know America they cannot conceive of a pillfree life ...probably cant even conceive wkithout them nowadays...
anyway in here and please watch if you have 'mental health' problems as this will drive you over the edge the so lovely chubby ex accademic and his hallucanations... it could be you next... scary stuff..
BBC Horizon Why Did I Go MAd
https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x5m331x
Biut the brown doctor Singh if my memory serves when put under the spotlight " well its maybe 10% hereditable.." which means and any half decent journalist or filmmaker would scream at him " so what you mean is it ISNT hereditable maybe one hallucination out iof ten may be but the rest are mum n dad fuck you up. plus fosterparents and miscellaneous lanyards...and of course the terrible tv the scum of soho started to peddle from the 80s.... so shut the fuck up about jeans and for gods sake tell all the yanks who can never believe its not in the so called chemicals.... "
anyway its as if all came to their excuse to DO nothing, End Times in one hilarious hour yestereve dozing off too good to miss so all attentive
What's the bigger threat to Europe: "cultural erasure", or far-right populism?
https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m002nhlb
where the funniest thing is not SAint Tommy de Gunn.... but that these dreadful so called jpoournalists cannot say " you fuck off back to Ameroca with the rtest of the INVASION that has squirrelled into UK academe and media (radio 4 at least 30% nowadays) with your ... the fact they let it go unnoticed psychological traits such as being aware of issues is "HEREDITABLE"...
is straight out of the land that gave the world The Bell Curve
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bell_Curve which was pretty immediately by sane people who could read dismissed as racist nutjobbery and just plain ignorant as science doesnt work like they 'learned' which is a deliberately obtuse sentence for... its very complex and a HUGE amount of anything human is based on the subconscious or meme and if that lass heard her dad she will go through life thinking even if she doesnt know "maybe i have her gene too.."
but all of 'this'... (i have a solution! i aint saying yet) ...
well firstly even i was a bit surprised to hear the usual fast talkin' smug Cheltenham babe say "its 69 and a bit million.."
its like the day Evan De Botton DAvis announces on wireless four " well i thought it would have been many more percent thats a surprise [i think he said ' it felt nearer maybe 10% to me'... one mustnt Miss Quote thats the work of the devil]... according to the census same sex attracted only two and a halfish percent..."
i had assumed the way St Tommy de BNP is having his Christmas carol bonanza that it was 75 million.... buy now...
a funtypo
but no look up the data and this quarter of a century its gone up 10 and a half million... ok 15ish percent but 59 to 69 mil its not exactly a tsunami... and the splendid former sov immos many who had began to fake religious mores, to think they are 'fitting in' ... do like to breed a tad above average
But the rhnetoric its not enough to say " get it into proportion"
it shows (i listen) the absolute mental disability of EVERY public speaker even Jezza the real one who came aty last and they tarred his brush with false accusations....
And the context my one beloved kid no matter wot only exists due immigration (even if the mum a liar who welshed on the deal " we leave as soon as the milk is flowing get her out to safety"... ) i love (d i guess) a very immo... my most impressive equal magnifiocent conversants all former sov immos the last ten years.... )
but anyone who has half a brain and some of their innate intelligence knows immigration is OVER.... for quite while... no voter bloc is going to back it as it has been the last decade... thats it fait accompli is a wonderful thing...
to be free of any choice or need to bullshit one way ort other...
but then just thistyermorn
i write this as i have to listen to the worst musician in history SAint Billy De Bragg the fuck off and learn some retoric
if you listen to this one the Blind program
https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m002njxm
where it is accepted 100% that within a year or so there is 100% facial recognition total surveillance of all EU borders...like it or as i do loathe it...it is TRUE
and thus no matter what your politics or immo feelings.. or mad attraction to Isis nutjobs or whatever to do with Islam ..... its OVER!
That's it,,,, it will take a little time to really get those cameras fully revved up
of course gradually the database will build and some EU states will copy the delightful British habit of filming everyone on their shopping trips... under some guise of safeguarding something...
Thats it 100% big brotherly sister or whatever ..
and to assume that Africa aint so thick that theyll figure fairly soon enough all those cameras.... all the way up Europe too now...
maybe not such a good idea to waste thousands of bucks on the almost always economic holiday to hell
that no politician, nor pundit, can merely say " the democratically vociferous majority clearly have had enough so thats that... "
means they must surely ALL want Mister Union Flag Coloured tea pot...
or have i got Asperger's like they all claimed a decade or so ago too and cant see the subtle but real and DeBotty clever, social structures around me
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