The psychology of simplest living, via my stories of many years truly simplest living. Real ones - not earnest or pious.
Ten years a landloper. Time to tell those tales, too.
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Start at the beginning (first 'post' - click 'older posts' bottom right hand corner ). Themes are developed and then woven together - a series of regular essays. Some in handwriting; some audio/vid.
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(even if Little Miss Bonjour wouldn't have a hope of knowing whom her dad should have taken up with asthe older ones who have a bit of passion for a 'cause' are in fact the ones who stay sexy... for real, and that doesn't mean donning the ugly yellow jackets ..real causes are done naked, no one watching your back, and dangerously close to the edge .... especially when one also has duel purpose.....
there should always be duelism... as all the ridiculous fatty McGilchrists and whoever else is in the duality or not charts....
real duellism can only ever be for one reason...
and real opponents in the beautiful battle should also be the only conceivable way we can win...
and if one is rather good on why youre rivers are all dead and her kids whether extant or not may not even be able to futurebreed....
....once more, for that Road...
Thing is...i really really shouldn't... by every rational measure..
Every weighed up pro, and con....
But i know when i meet one, whom isn't...
Unlike. now.... even if i haven't had the time too many photons to enjoy and not trouble the atmos off to supposedly sunnier climes.. it having been possible to get a jolly good healthy tan here always if one plans ahead
I'm no nestbeshy i have for years meandered and engaged with the mums even some dads...
"start her on this.... before fake Morpurgo times....when writers were real - secondery to their lovely tales..... and had real love between their words..."
And i don't ever waste money buying them....well i did last summer.... and therein lies the tale of why even her lovely daughter will end up mad and on smack or whetever the next designer cure to....mum, is...
All the above for 3 years is mere prologue...
time for real story, soon even if i do write it daily but cant 'process' it or even stick up a few paras due...
the time wasters and the fakes whom never ever ever ever follow through even with great conversation...
all they can manage, a one off....
And then i guess the realise oops .. that means i should 'take part'.....
But then i knew that a decade or more ago and merely seek to nudge them to the books that may cement their leaden wellies into realising if you dont....
all the rest do is pose around MID summertoo in their Hunters which are extremely bad for the environment...molten rubber all over the road...
never mind them being unrecyclable...
Anyway my only regret is that i have thousands of small fill in bits of video and photo that i have to skip over barefoot as that would take a plug at dawn for weeks to catch up..
And i don't like the word 'impossible' ....but
seems so
for three years in the meanest region of the whole world by far i have ever had the displeasure of meanderin'...
But thats ok, it makes it even more poignant and life affirming, my end...
(as i told the GREAT reader, but as i am deliberately playfully obtuse, to just MAYbe engage one ... as a work of three dull years of performance arteFACT....just how utterly scaredy cat you all are especially if runaway down 'South'... "all is in his great book.... but then he didn't have a child to give his life 'meaning' why he was happy with the chopper...." except i wouldnt be rude enough to have used the second part of the sentence as she was truly splendid .... didnt mind life saving sunglasses advice.... )
Anyway i consider myself only 100% plain, normal and absolutely bang on still on what was bang on then..
" if only people realised... she was EIGHTfuckinteen...and wrote in 1954 a book that no eighty year old uptight stupid English lit professor or user could have even written in her hayday of actually having an ok foreign luvva... auch absurd maturity indeed the whole thing not taking ANY relationship stuff too seriously and knowing whom she loved... and even using him to Driss her dad into causing his next lover she disapproved of into going around the bend.... too fast, and unable to stop the death swerve which may have killed her...or maybe she chose to be killed by it.... i mean you could stick Virginia Wolf ... and all the other sexually hunghup uptightists (BUT NOT Wendy Perriam who proves that its not 'innate') in a blender and not even a whole monetised vat of them put togerther could have the truly nourishing plenitude and how to LIVEitude...of the eighteen year old Frog.... WHY we needed to remain brotherly sisterly...but not in any pervy Byronic manner...."..
Even if as a pacifist (unlike very lost Sam - even Dawkins calls 'worlds greatest head man, a case study in why no like she agreed no hope! unless... but i think she alone got it!, Sam who forgets his other commercial arm which is conning you he is ultra smiley 'Buddhist' mediational guru at ten cents a paragraph..every time he speaks and even richer from that con) it must be using balls with his fat bimbo orange tinted face on it and making us LAUGH!
Even the actual Lord of darkness who's lifetime gig is making up untrue stories against the second coming of it all...
The last great white bearded bike riding 'hope' .. said in his only ever interview " i was there in the room when the Big O called to say Hi to his new combatant and... he started to go on about windmills...and then dead birds and foxes eating them and getting so fat none of the poor Scotts could recognise them any more...he just went on and on and ferk me old smarmy Starmy who may well have faked being Helen Steels brief, hope... he was a genius not to piddle in his boxers it was so ridiculously funny... as he the Big O must have known...nobody not even someone under the care of a British shrink could be THAT mad..."
SO yes Bosnia i believe have the world stage ... the whole world is wating for them to DO something....
If i were their PR advisor i would say " DO THE OPPOSITE.. to what you know is the only just next step... dribbling the ridiculous bit of leather into a home one or not..... "
...at last we have our Suskind moment every single human smells the bad smell... and is watching on their silly boxes, except me....
And it's time the so called QAnon shamaniac were shown up as being very bad for tourism...
Now..if i die of a heart attack at such truly lovely conversation with a Brit...
This wasn't meant to have happened, i love being 100% right, always...
I better get this up which is about ten years in the Socratic dialoguing face to face...
But today launched - indeed inspired even if it will shipwreck me, as if Helen of Troy herself had been an actual beauty instead of fake - outside, and IN.... as there is only the within... all the rest just for show. ( said yestereve and i NEVER stay out into early eve... ever..."even radio QAnon got it into the 6am show this morn how 'fast fashion is fast overtaking aviation for worldwide back-to-the stoneage [ when, fair dinkum, it was a LOT warmer and i wish they would shut up as xenobiotics see asilpyg.substack.com are in fact far more serious.... fertility falling across the board etc.. and they wont have a pill for THAT! thats a rather good double.... as well as double the amount of slimmer fish in the watercourses when it goes out of patent....errata the fishies aint got a hope!)]..."
anyway i am never ever again ever going to use the words 'man' and woman' now i managed at last to get into the face of a fine thoughtful one of the latter how sexual politics has utterly ruined BRITISH environmentalism...
as of a decade ago...we saw...
and as for their absurd "feminine" coined only to monetise, nothing.... ever said thats ever sane.......
FRee substack audio even if the babes of The Stack charge for their dire (excepting Ms HAider) output...
"only women have the 'voice' "; even if their so called sisters voice something counterfactual, so as to keep only themselves in the shabbiest bits of coin
Now... here is THE thing.... if one is a neuman ... i certainly aint going to say "cis" or whatever dumb word they prefix the word that AMERICAN christian professors popularised BECAUSE they were so mad and mentally beyond illness that they got all shaky having to use the word 'sex' in their lecture theatres....
with 100% total respect for the 0. whatever small percent it is who are born with both glands... or some variant of, not full pack...
But not that kind of 'gender' politics' ..
nope years ago a wish to attack ones OWN side baSED ON WHATS IN HIS PANTS... (accidental cap no time to decap)
IS what destroyed environmentalism and why there are hardly any frogs left anywhere...
and most of the 'differences' are a cultural construct which is as strong a force as their chubby pills arent...
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Anyway the thing... now as a neutral human able to turn his hand and mind to any role, when one is for sixteen years on permanent standby so as to chuck a liferaft to ones only blood, out at sea...
for months at a time, daily...
no matter what
And a finest ever calling despite the phone blocks and no one ever calling
(i mean how on earth is even the finest minded woman ever off her nana boat to be truly esteemed in this wonky language! - ONE OF MY THREE YEAR EXTRA DIMENSIONS OFTEN WITHIN THIS TEXT, RANDOM DESCRIPTION OF WHY THERE'S NO lINGUA fRANCA AND WHAT LACK OF ESTEEM REALLY CAN DO...)
(accidental cap no time to decap - saved time there by copy pasting!)
aNYWAY I ALMOST ALWAYS, ERRATA ALWAYS, WIND DOWN 8pmISH .
Ditto)... in Wintering time even sixish... and very very breezily 'study'...
oops getting a bit hurried and gobbledygook...so so much to fit in, all in my head the sequence for at least 9 mths but no power
Anyway.. imaginary sex differences... i wish they would have shut up decades ago i mean one of the worst ever Chief Exec daddy's girlboss owners 16th richest in the land, polluters, was Mrs Plastic Fun, herself...
i know as she owned the quite unnecessary private Piper Chieftain aircraft i flew to Poland 28 years ago...even that was a necessary usage, in that the Yanks said " no new accurate maps so we know where to put our tanks n bombs... ..... no joineee EU.... " and thus the CIA paid her very well, pretending it was the EU cash, to send me there with a very expensive big camera in the back...
And its not the hydrocarbons or even waste of money on fake sex... indeed i would draw a line from her vile empire to 'normalising' things such that THE number one issue none of them have the balls to talk about is "how on earth do we get our lads... off the porn?" the worst of all terrible pollutants.. after her fake sex goods that do no real human any real good....ever....
Anyway .... if one values ones child i always or most evenings 7ish (without looking at the screen as that damages sleep) dial in to one or other of the worldwide voces who really do have fullest authority...and doze off to them.
(all this "you are all fed different crap by a different algorithm" is utter crap, except for the fact its all crap.. in that you can just start with a fresh Oggle account and no fattening cookies every other week if you want and you will all be fed the same table of authoritarians who have gamed the SEO.. listen to a Sam, and you end up also being nudged to a Meghan - Daum, then a Sarah H ...etc etc.... the supposed 'iconoclasts' are all the same in one big jumbled up bowl of similar coloured cherries. they got the book contracts and get a bit of SEO traction blahh blahh and i have trudged through many and listened to many younger voices in person and they also end watching the same once-writers .... in short even if she is so 'online' she can't think for HERself or say much that is original, you can use Meghan as slave, as once proper thoughtful 'liberal' journalist and writer even if clearly that was all a ruse... as she meanders through all the other so called voices and brings the leaders of the pack....all of whom are awful...except sarah Haider superpak, and her junior, Colman H....... but i do know who has the top table at the 'public conversation'...and its actually REALLY interesting though extremely badly informed and just wrong how the last year or so some of the real 'thought leaders' are viciously turning against their sisters....
(and everyone was silent as soon as Englishmanchild, Mister David Fuller or Rebel Wisdom decided to retire at the "top of our game" cos nobody had ever been playing his game anywhay and the lifecoaching retreats didnt quite work out as boasted of... as he had nothing to say except "my bumfluffy nice-man, chummychap, guru hotyogan manbeard looks nice with this camera angle.."
THis one, Hannah, really makes me laugh she is so determined to rank em all Myra Hindleys to be...
Pathologically
But she really does have POWER!!! NOW Power...she has bigtime traction...if i were a woman i would start to speak out NOW... before your children or next boyfriend stumble upon her! Attack...but mean it, nicely... the best form of defence as she has caught hold of that pendulum and hurled it back [our way] as if she's .... well she must have some love trauma in her as only a jiltee can be quite so firece!
But the publishers will love her even if most of their gatekeepers are (f).....
Hannah
If we want to actually treat the pathological female, therapy must stop measuring just "inner suffering" and start enforcing social functioning. [ even if word salad, for, smack their bums VERY very very hard for the pandemicitis of false allegations]
Anyway i am a re3diculous utopian who believes that the pendulum can do better than just endlessly swinging and this could be....
all that 'momentum' force COULD be made useful use of...
if there were just ONE great rhetorician who believed rightly in herself...
and i know what speeches they need to make as ive been rehearsing them from both sides, with only one side, face to face, for ten years....
I know what 'works' what 'lands' and what even makes superbeauties.... speak for a fair while with me in a square yestereve when i am the ugliest old tramp by far in sight....
anyway to be continued, as i have to admit i am exhausted from just one, actually having a follow up 'question' to a point all shared only for her... as nicely as possible...
I only want the best for the occasional one like her i meet, and for me, or at least 'mine': for her to have her rightful throne and be at least a bit in charge...
Ahahhh i have to get that book out....
Animals....
But it hurts as there is a story connected with it from just a year ago.... i never buy any books...but i did that one. For the perfect young girl potential reader...
...and all around i mean you would have thought by now they're bored of every word moaning about quite normal 76 summer sun...
so just to prove a point sat half an hour innit
no protection
or top
i still have that ' itis'
bimonthlay antipolar cant stop poesieness
disorder that comes and goes in phases of deliberately antilunar bi monthly fuck off you loony lot my rhythm is off n on...
and real pagans ( workers of the land, only, thats wot the romans said! and they won...ohh yrs the Thomasinas understood that one immediately " if u luv pallies tell em to accept loss ...nobody at all in Britalin can do that for decades...why mentul elf rates equal or exceed dead Pallies...and Israelis unable to sleep either as winning by hardly fair means aint good for your inner core, either)
anyway bad v cheap camera
the problem is really that all the truly mad lecturers in psych rather than suggest " in the Anglosphere [ far more so than Nigels woposphere whom all have MUCH better mental elf, even the most successful society by all measures the Krauts] far more folk are self employed even the counsellors... and there is an inherent anxiety that we are FAR too up ourselves needing to be seen as prophets whether or not making frofit .. to consider oreven bother to think may be one underlying cause of our sweet patients anxiety ...
causal
is almost Impossible and as a philosopher of science better Hillary i can beet anyone ina Soccers duel...
[ far worse than the midday sun... the ugly tattoos....and now brollies are catching on too! i cant take this any more ever...
but then i knew that hearing her shout so nastily at her sweetest ever in the whole world 3 year old two eves ago...
thinking nobody was there to hear...
well i heard a great songwriter near 4 decades ago
and knew immediately that she alone
was The new Quen Joan...an even better tutor
but of course one could never be other than the problem, too
being there is easy Drissing..
And less easy based on straightforward morality
one even heard in princess manifestly radical love therapist centre Gweek
the way they are so horrid to their nippers on alcydruggie common by the Creek and chippie
and i could never do either ..
until to late i figured what Gabor Eckheart and all their vile fakes could have too ..
that its the only way of actual therapy
do something...for...him
a real Thing
that maybe just may work
youve no choice if you take the risk to actually live
no safety net
no public liability insurance...
nobody else really caring...
ohh yes and all those truly awful so called dreadlock men ...
had no actual at home education from even home schoolin mum..or occasionally dad
and thus imagine this claptrap, been around 40+ years ... and never worked
is antoiGerMANist
being as Einstein got ONE theory right for 200% sciencefactual fact
" the definition of....."
every therapist and ive known many as odd coffee companion's
very odd
should have that tattooed across their forrid
with a footnote
" and it applies to metoo"
which they only actually copy n paste out of whatever fatty Moore or even worse Klein they once saw unloved in the corner of some useless music fest greenroom...
for only one reason: they dont actually really value their own dull dreary dippy shroomy babes
and all secretly wish to entrap something a bit posher....
Now this is known as a fact, not only does the data sayso - and romantasy or vampire stuff doesn't count....
But the facialbod immediate reactivism is ..
always the same as if one has broken the one commandment, hers....
That states because she still does occasionally, of course everyone else is just as much...
When factoids are that 95% of those over about fifty relate facts: " well i never find the time any more and nor do any of my friends.... "
But it is the top-body gesture that immediately declares Uttermost war with one for just simply relating many year truths told by others
Than them.
They not only cannot relate to,
(constructive critique)
It is the absolute fragility within that manifests in Uttermost unearthly looking at one askance as if one were speaking alien, and they also know it is some kind of ultimate threat upon them, even if they can't listen to the words....
Because there is the upward inflection before one has even made ones point which can only be made in at least three sentences - the third being many acquaintances speaking truthfully on the walks have said exactly what i have just said, to me in person, and all are female too... and a fourth: this is not the case relting the body language of Europeans even younger ones sat, still, with a book at coast or even sometimes in the uplands...
and a fifth: and if one moseyed by, intruding " ehhh... i never see this any more pray tell what are you reading...? " the European young woman will then engage in at least an hour of EQUAL lovely debate - even arguing a different opinion as an equal, without any body language of " run!... put sunglasses on.... he must have some pervy dark web motive for speaking to a stranger..." all the Britolins do...
Anyway like in respect of books i generally seek females who manage to get that..'thing'... that next level.
always.
Exploring what it's all for...
And often its the case that blessim' blokes just can't quite let go all the way and bring things to life
(to think, the new craze so they say.... sat here.... when theyre just full of chemicals that caused a whole generation to get asthmatic...fact) a sunglassless Boz even he learned how to see...
... the point being of the unsayable nuance thats profound and poignant and 'healing' ..is that real therapy is playfully aiming for something you'll never 'get' ...even if you know you deserve...
Is one definite grindstone dust that unlocks the key that someone bent doing shamaniac vuuduu onit...
at least Mister Geller was honest and never claimed he knew what his so called powers were 'for'...
Now... there's nothing duller than wittering on about one aspect of the bod..
And the great writers - those Eurobabes, i don't even need to read Françoise's
magnifique, Bonjour... to know that even at age eighteen she didn't need to titillate with any silly titty stuff never mind any fluids collecting in the gusty...
Indeed even first chapter, he had always bored me in the past with his nattering and showing off but there is was hot and sweaty on the breezy heatwaving beach... i didnt want to even say Bonjour to him...creep... but instead of waffling on her kjust put a hand on me as he tried to figure how to impress me with yet more waffle...
and for the first time even if i utterly hate him.....something stirred inside me
And one certainly doesnt need any detail or attempted pervy shock treatment via words that all English attempt to come up with ...
Only a people most uneasy about what even Minnie in her speculum song ...
and of course being nonwhite and pretty she could get away with ANYthing even if the first equal greatest soul sister of all time.... i bet nobody even pondered the double entendre possibilities... because they are always secondary to true soul...
Just as all modern literature is some rehash of Homer's big fat not that well written one even if i love the dawns...
All modern musac unless show-off classical, or most rediculous 'choir' nonsense the land hides behind... pretending chummy "community" when its by far the most atomised land in the EU....
Anyway even a yank in his Abortion got it that the best writing about sharing bodily fluids is one where they arent even mentioned..one imagines them and their undercover action...
now all i care about is there is no hope.... I didnt reaise it was this bad....
in the regions where im sure they all say " and these phones have ruined humanity " at supper of sourdough flavoured yoghurt
95% of those wandering by EVERYwhere in this first equal summer to that glorious one that made me fifty years ago!
now i know why and who i am..
even earlyish morning on a walk...out of their town..
they are 95% on their phones...
i really am a different species twice over
but as the battery dies notes to do....
I CHANGED TWO LIVES
EVEN IN THE LASTERYEAR
HERON AND HIS BOTTLE... they wont thank me but it worked - a true Drissing.....
Anyway culture to come a thoughtful attempt at actually being a cultural critic of even the greatest culture, which always has within, words...
and almost nobody for some years ever manages any new perfect ones
to guide us into...
what you need to DO....
And it's not just walkin'....
Its knowing why...
not to escape or find...
Is genius.... never mind the purpose of therapy or mindful of fuck all as only persisting
and knowing whom, for...
works
And i bet she never even knew.....
just how much so
exactly (no cross fertilisation....) what my landlope.com
is about
the ONLY word they never argue with me, by default...before its even explained in five sentences or a book never to bother writing as its about nobody nowhere and only all the time in the world to....
never mind, never monetise...
every single one... " that sounds a lovely thought idea practice.."
so yes even if also i picked out a few choice meaty paragraphs to taunt with, out of context, for subversite, fun...
i have something to say on this little bit of actual culture, that i never in a 25 thousands failed years may i have imagined they ever could have...
soon.
So yes it is hard, not " ohh woe is me" hard just in fact, with all the twenty years (plus) of time wasters, but twebnty years ago to the week i had space at last to ponder only why they waste it
And it's interesting - far more so than some towny yank being able to empathise properly with the woman who every guy in every bar and mall immediately would have one thought only in his mine, upon seeing her cleavage...
And what a wonderful book bringing her to life.
I knew one of them once, well, and i always did only empathise and see it from her perspective, the stares...
(made in the county of stares)
And then at last..... one who doesn't live in fear. A virgin... pukka first time errr.... born n bred virgintoo
" your peeps... well i think its because they really don't have anything else to spend their mind on, other than being little Thatcherites, whilst pretending otherwise... I've never known such sour starers... "
And a true woman of nomadic first timeing, does in fact know the truth...
why she is running from, them.
Now all i know, is that to be unable to say or write anything gracefully, every photon of energy mattered, always; even midsummer a warming up of the laptop BEFORE turning it on may give just a minute more...
Which is all a well understood absurdist enterprise, for free, in that a letter like that... I had no idea i still had in me. But it's only because of the stingy hundreds or thousands who peer in here, why i have no idea nor do i ever google anyone, especially onesself, nor will i ever as i know whats what from living in the light, and being always INSTRUCTIONAL to a willing virgin....
But the last laugh is on you, as a lack of buying me a coffees when the ultimate van bimbo who was always a fake (my mutual subversite would laugh too) .. gets big tips..
based only on her hair regime tips..
As she hyrocarbonates all over Europe, it turns out just looking for some man to give her a free pad to do up...
In the ultimate of tourist destinations with free running water paid for by tourist bucks, when even the tourists have to pay a levy to the 'town'.... for their water in a place there really isn't much left
But then her generation even if they did have the opportunity to learn to think being only a decade younger than me..
had so little chance really when onslaughted with the worst kind of propaganda in history...
I love collecting
Not that any one of them would be able to see the other dimension of how all the words were turned on them....
Making them feel them needs something they never imagine they can do without...as the words tell them they're better people by following all their words...
