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 she in fact infantilised his Missus into some Vudu toting so called witchie of the woods...
That couldn't save her son from a little bug ..
( what a fabulous scene the expiring nipper surrounded by at least seven or eight little alchemy mixing bowls, likely of the just the right kind of cliquey woodwork made by the ' makers' of Haymakers or some latterday copyist...)
While daddy was off showing off in that so called Globe ..
neigh turns his so called pain into cash and tears
for five hundred years
of psychodrama
picked up, copycatted
by someone else, not there either
turns HIS lack of being there
into a chart toppin concatanation
of monetised fake emotion
But of course they all piled in
As one would time and again hear
If only today the little pigskin kickers
could be force fed the splendid secret deadly weapon
strikeher ..around the chops with Buzz's pricey pen
she wanted to jab into his dull eyes
for dramatising his lack of goodbyes
to be finished later
Alain, I bet even Alantoo....
"i'm superior to everyone specially you"
even if i aint nuf battery to check who was born first
As i got next to my junky kit upon my Nottin ill coffee table....
I have known for a long time which people have the 'soft' power as they say in the formerly 'real' places
Which were largely free of the Lowland (it really is as simple as about 200m sorts out the actual sewerage spills up from down South - defined as anywhere East of Lyonshall on the Eng / Wales border, who came out of their suburbs or cities based on the Uttermost fantasy in Their Guardian or just as likely Mail colour Supplement, and those who fancied Virginia in Ring of Bright Water and knew she really could give as good as she got... and didnt moan about needing wellies even in winter if there was a bit of dew in the bairn, and would have right been arsey if her kids or hubby wasted rubber wearing them IN town..in midsummer the glorious 76 rerun even as the rubber wears off onto the roads and wastes cash never mind poisoning any passing otter that wasnt murdered by Flintsham Charlie's chaps at Flintsham pond in 2018... i could get killed for just writing that if that horrid so called farmer googled himself...as he knows i will have the evidence... i have never seen so many summer wellies - even this morning i think i have discovered a new kink or cult, as it must be that they can ONLY get off on extremely sweaty feet for some sexual hangup reason the Engish are famous for especially in Europe... there cannot conceivably be any other reason for performative wellie wearing in the dreary suburbs pretending to be 'rural' .. here... other than the p word..) Lowland incame and started all their retreats and healings and energy waffle...and faking any actual care for the river Wye then Arrow Lugg and teme and a few others...
Anyway i know who among them are the soft power sort of 'leaders' - often with performative somesort of semi dreadlock or special hair do...
But that sounds all party-drugs... nope there is a type who the Mistresses of ...
nahh i cant another whole battery gone through...
and a video is STUCK at 79% and has been an hour never mind such slow upload despite coming all the way here where i know the mast is near and line of sight ..and not even a bit of faraday cage fucking with my frequency..
MINE
which is the point so they arrive in THE environment Marches Swestershire even Pembrokeshire all with mummy's L'Oreals whilst lying they are aid workers from the desert or 'environmentalists' as they manned the Greenpeace stall once at one of their rediculous festivals to get in for free...
All speaking "community" .. holistic sustainable whatnot and not even knowing where the rare good habitat for otters may be or even frogs why the frogs are all gone...
None ever saying, ALL that the aside hinterland areas are... all competing for VERY scant resources...
one is always way behind the curve as the mast they put up pretending is adequate isnt when they have their yurt parties filled with party drugs ..
cos they once saw Withnail and...
Anyway an extraordinary hour a week ago with one of them randomly...
merely two vans crossing at a midday pitstop...
So ridiculously as once one would say Mr Sorted..all the answers as above all the ..(and 'chem trails' too.) but so modern ultra Charlie Einstein compliant ....
so one love we are the chosen...
This man fiftyish couldnt even answer a simple question even with a lie if necessary " so do you have kids..?"
No..i repeat under no circs ever would any European of any 'tribe' even the few real NAzis in the AFD ... be so... i just dont have the words to describe what on earth Mister ultra uber evolved enlightened can't even.... and the look.
Now all i care about is some useful words ... even if once again i am cut short
as i was thistersunrise half way through what's next - no time to think just type...
And they come back even if this language is most inadequate and so many have been stolen by his tragic lost cohort...
repurposed into gobbledygook
And it was started by (archetype) the trevor Eve figure in the 98 Poliakoff (its in an audio i made 4 or 5 days ago i think the oneon who REALLY fucked your waters... and i forgot hios name but it came back half an hour later and i keep all in my head and that works...when it NEVER could before...nor could i EVER hold my own with these cool guy the leader men.... but i can... even if there's no point as they are so rennaissance men backwards itsdaft...
to be improved maybe
ahahh it IS UP..... stuck 79% a whole day now goes and jumps the line just like that just as battery gone
especially when literally NOBODY has dared go for a stroll in the hills the last few weeks, so i want to be seen in my primest Heathcliffian hulkiness.. even if he IS the problem Stendhal would have pissed all over him on page one...
.. it is not an accident that since they put 'AI' in my old samsung really very old..
it thinks it knows better and turns the film around all by its stupid selfishness...
so now i gotta redo as i am a perfectionist
and that took well over 20 buy-me-a- coffees of time to upload at minimum wage...
and its only the first of a few chunkies made the last week some of which i am sure are even saner....
and the ONLY one i really wanted to make for some weeks prior that day and had i prioritised me before her would have asked the youngster to hold the camera for as it required both hands free really...
Is probably another stupid week away at these speeds.....
never mind the various in fil bits some of which have to be checked first as there are a few which one could only put anywhere after...one has left a region for good, in the heart of concentration camp regions where they cant concentrate long enough to even take in
" I HAVE NO INTEREST AT ALL in your regional theme park and as for the soulgodess facile titillators titillating their client suckers they have the path for them... its a' comedy for me the only funny thing there is...and b explains why no environmentally 'aware' person who invaded The Marches region from 20 years ago ever DID anything except scratch the eyes out of other environmentalISTS who didnt go to the same soultribe pathway to hell facile tittilatory practices as them....."
and this it would be dangerous... as some stories are vehicles for others and so addicted to very expensive antique landrovers and all the rest of the whole themeic parkway to hell...
they havent got time ever to take anyONEELSE's words in...
what was the truly great Irish culture ...just in case?
yea right.....
(THAT WAS FUNNY!!!!!! at least he can laugh at himself)
Except if their government ever want to shut him up it wasnt funny...to hear him at his very best around ...aggh im over i cant remember and i have a great memory... late 00s perhaps... at the beginning of set # 2
"ive never been so fookin rudely treated by a whole load of snotty little private school educated Ruperts and Matts..i am NEVER coming back ever in a month of bloody Sundays to this den of pseuds fakes and fookin EJITS..."
Only to see even that so called MAn... half a dozen years couldn't mean what he said...either
Anyway L'Optimisme....
There is none until this so called literary genre of "the universe says .." is ripped out and chucked in a vat of rancid Coney Isle chip fat...
But...i looked again and there it was... !!! wow....i had missed it earlier..
The answer - so beautiful and poignant to..
"if you want to know what Britain became.... and the ones who at least may have read a bit of the real book, Disgrace and chucked it away in disgust....
well they had the hearts and souls once and thus voted to remain .... but that's old news .... what REALLY happened is that half the so called 'enlightened' ... ran away to therapies and healings and facile titillators of every kind...
who only did this to them with their Bosch or it it Bosh..
which is exactly the opposite of reality and the sad real reality became also that if as i have so many times, politely impassionately merely muttered..
'...Disgrace ... he earned his Nobel....
the whitey ex supremacist there she is in the middle of nowhere... the blacks gradually reclaiming their promised lands around her even if by not quite so legal means... scrofulous skinny waifs and stray....
and the horrid little mad blackman does the terrible deed to her one day.....
... but she likes her land even if only a bit left, so does she run or does she ...stay...
...and somehow in excruciating, painful drip drip screetch screetch albeit far less drip drip than when i dribble out my stories deliberately to make my readership even more insane than they already must be...
... there is no word for reticently, begrudgingly... ...at first of course fearfully.... she ...
.. learns to somehow accept that he is just over the other side of the valley from her and.....
...somehow.. they ... himtoo as he does have a soul even if of course he must never show it...he cannot due politics cause and effect
... they move..on...an extraordinary piece of real literature from which one so rarely LEARNS.... how to live, in reality...'
if i say that to ANY brit even my once best friend FROM that land, living in Hay-on-Wye pretending to like books .... who admitted to me first meet he was brought up racist which meant of course there was hope...
.... they look at you as if your are condoning the sex crime at the heart well at the beginning.... the rest of the book so perfectly on HER side of the fence!!!! .. they assume even the better read.. you wanna pull down and have them all gang ...roped in to your nasty schemes.... there is no hope! "
especially while the newish genre of feel-my-beardy Matts are the only thing that publishing dares spoon feed you the soma with....
right there is also or was at dawn a critique of the big one in my phone but even that ran out of battery and that never happens....
Two whole bloody days.. three charges - 90 min a time...
Reposition to the only small town in the whole region which reliably has decent upload speeds... always...
(the libary internet of Dooneshire being so dire in perfect accordance with the fact its always been an aristocrats' playground where they couldnt give a shit about the plebs; indeed profited from the Princetown concentration camp established for only one reason, profit from the plebs... where they sent 15000 odd Yank 'prisoners of war' to die for certain as the coastal region they had been paid to put them up in, Plymouth way wasnt killing them fast enough... ohh and they used them as slaves too... plus ca change... )
and ten minutes of regular video which is next in the sequence...from a few days ago then dozens more little audio clips to make sense of some of this.... wont even go up in a day, now...
and laster evening
twenny euros...what does THAT buy!? ....
I'm entitled !!!!!
to a premium starlink account at the very least, and whats he rippin the world off at per click?
"ugghhhh.... ok i am so zen organised as usual.... a few notebooks all my electronics .... and even a book or two noted to 'borrow'.... but if only these ridiculous browsers of my Joycean mad channel knew just how utterly beyond deathly it is to have to wait around in one of them places while my machine charges...so i can get back to uploading video clips nobody will understand they're all so one dimensionally bot-thick.... "
Bit later
" uhh god... ive got to somehow waste another hour in here without going insane....
" hmm what a splendid pair of legs she has bent over over her Joyce...
"ahh but...no.... dont dare talk with them so as to pass the time..... a bit too poshed up for me .... they wont like a bit of honest chat, even if loiterin in the book spot.... and i just can't talk tourist..."
" but what do you mean if you say dsm criteria rules
everything in uk?"
employment tribunal
teacher sacked by head lanyardist Head Bossocrat for hugging 4 year old pissed his pants came out of toilet crying uncontrollably " i NEED a hug...."
cos its against promulgated rules to hug a nipper and was promulgated and dtamped on 5he back if every labyardtoo (mytoos are no typo .. all a big sily ode to what has not worked nor will it ever...)
teachs brief " my client believed the psychological wellbeing of Eric who cannot be named for legal reasons overruled the rather pedantic approach her boss took.... stealing his humanity..."
county council weasel wording " ahhh...hold it there meelud ....psychology isit!?... well as the small print says on your emp cont...and more importantly my client's insurance which will pay my fees when you are bankrupted with a costs order against tou..... states that even in UK even in some mad so called Freedomania on Helford .. or dire Llanigon run by racist social workers sad daughters who persecute the ' English' with the worst ever subtle mindfuckery about they are so ' sorry' that someone is English it must be awful ....'...... all facts pertaining to big psych the second you mentioned psych will be assessed in accordance with Madland's ....DSM.... the only and final arbiter of whether or not Eric may or may not be harmed by your client's act or not thereof.... this hearing is now only about psych interpretations in DSM....did like it or lump it... it rules all...legally even here "
as a fine young new recruit to be a teaching assistant i knew very well .
saw on about day 3 of her wonderful new job ...
hugging a wet tearful Eric.... and then handing in her notice... in tears.
And even Jenny E Holland the one last great sane journalistic hope is going on about an " immigrant crime wave"
she should look at her own half life ...
Madder side
whom the real criminal emigres really are
proportional in respect if real harm done, statistically speaking to the actual real numbers of real people harmed....
unlike Rupert's bare minimum of actual crowdfunded fact ....
even he admits in the small print is.....based supposition
( ooops missed that one out an audio ...lots to now plod back through all very much of...Now)
And they were all the same putrid shade of showoff...
anyway ive no interest in sad attention seekers..
The " i need nothing "thing is the ONE thing that one heard slowly but surely that entirely destroyed 'community' from the ones who came to seek it (having been sold a pup via the Guardian Colour supplements.. and later on only managing to hang on with overpriced local shops by selling themtoo..in working class areas that's illegal or will be soon) and advertorial it for their own house price inflation..
" i don't need your advice about which is the least worse primary school in the region" funny thing is they learn what you wanted to share with them, the hard way... and their kids are hardwayed too....
And all their as they ALL do it all from Jungian selfimpalation to Oracaline ohh ive forgotten his name Charles Eisenstein poisoning....
They all come so so 'enlightened via their practices that they are too enlightened to know that the one thing those who have had to tolerate redneck racist cunt hinterlands especially if they are welsh as any parent knew the day the very black girl arrived... for years, love to to from their heart..is help out the newly arrived nice person with caring thoughtful ..information...
well unless you are some local who merely think in terms of profit from em inbound...and the firesale when they are outbound having wrecked their own marriage her being too far from the shops (usually generalising is what civilisation used to 'grow' even if its illegal in their world ) and a few local lives too in the process...
As even Rachel Cusk never managed to jimmy into her pretty good stuff..
sad when it IS the 'rural economy'....
which is ALL...
entirely 'connected' to why even their mental health
HERS.. my lovely new friend 2020...
with two perfect lovely so engaged kids...
is so shot to pieces so as they cannot be human
Equality in a bit of needing - ping pong even made up rallies so as to keep normal needing back and forth...especially when the pubs are full of racist dinosaurs and theres not much else to do for human kicks...
. is what SAVES you from your own swampy quicksand
and every single one for 15+ years doesn't 'need' anything..
I was world champ at but it doesn't work
A bit of needing....especially if you don't really have quite the same values as your opponent at the table...
is whats needed
But their dreadful Eckheart .. And guru Alan.. and then so many facilitatin' acolytes... brainwashed them otherwise
Anyway FAR FAR more interesting and more dangerous
As i see so many now copy his look
(tattooed and bit more clevr-beery in most others)
and will also copy as he has his book
Just yet another "hmmm...how do i lure into my Notty loft the Nottin Ill girls (druggies being so more 'interesting' ) who love a bit
Alan Wattie..?
ahh yes make every other page something about the 'universe' may just help / align / what the fuck ever..."
yet another excuse to do nothing... except compulsory meaninglessness
designed only to impress
to be cont (them its now default
the ONLY language they can ever spout!)
At least Mister MArquez the true king of 'Magical Realism' had a sense ...
something original never mind a ....
well he could write in two d....
And cared... even for a Melancholy Whore
without a doubt his very best
He brought to actual life an all her complex finery
and miscellaneous ingenuity
in terms how to live a real life of peace and centredness
..in times of mixed up values
all a wonky mess
with actual dignity
ten times the needed mindfulness
than in ... every facilitor's facile fearful posh van filled with only their preciousness and STRESS
But i have some chunky longer ones especially upon the hills after an actually alive chat inspired me to do the big last chunky which will take ages to upload thats not the prob the bleedin battery is...
But then it is my 'small things' pleasure and also always mentally elfine really great thing to know where the better bits of signal are... best breezes sadly not in the same place
In short i potter here and there on the job and ..
it will take time to make it appear coherent "connected" and even useful... but i know that none of their words ever cause any of those effects all they seek...say they need
And the facile titillators are here and more importantly invaded back there... to feed them titbits of nothing at lots a pop and... I am your " we never say guru" but guide.... into absolutelly nothing that ever does them any good ever i know its been the story of The Marches for 20 years...
Which is why none of the middle class so called enlightened ever saved any river or even my badger sets from the mass murderers...
But when at least 50% of the POWER in the community, say by the damaged seas of roseland.... the women with performative wicker basket swagger all deftly tiptoes ... tell you actually no joke that youre not being Oracle Girl enough..
usually quite snidely..
Or even.... now as a proven Miss oh Jenny its your faultist
I always forget the FULL list of the worst blokes in history they copy...
HIM top of it...
This is now full emergency to save them from him....
He too thick to know people like Sam Harris bought his video collection at least 5 years ago and turned him into wise very very popular guru despite him drinking himself to death...
in such a 'spiritual' way...
Him... Alan the true god of watch some Jaqueline (as they call her -old Oracle who shaves her head to look 10 years younger and so so 'pure' ) vids - all they do... between talking about how nobody does anything to deal with the housing or seashore crises...
which is why they go to the facile titillators for healing and other wombwrapping type plenishy stuff....
because they cannot deal with 'reality' in their own expensive Pastine seashores... forgetting the fact that they gathered the (soft at least) 'power' in such regions via being very good at conning councils to get the grant cash... which should have 'facilitated' them to actually do something environmental in the environment in their expensive back yards...
but its so much more 'abundantly' radical loving to sit and watch an Oracle..or Alan... the sick fake she merely copied...
Now being a fridgeist saves money and more importantly the annoying hum at dawn if one values ones dawns to be pure...and silent
And as someone who would NEVER even dream of one in a van (RUN lass make those curtains and escape..) nor a house ....
it's astonishing how you actually forget you ever had one or may have needed one..
But thats too radical self-love for the fancy flouncy 'psycho" therapist-culture of the SW that practices here..(but dont tell their so so many 'friends' who get mates rates as long as they never mention no mating here too messy and it interferes with the performative solitude.... ) before they go and dig their talons in back in 'town' .... on the pop stars bankers and their dogstoo...
having of course spent all their life here errata in The MArches preaching that the root of all worries well its chasing after Mammon except they can't even manage that such ineffecualates eatin nothin but even my Queen Imoan's one good original thought....
Anyway how worthy never needing a fridge but the one that really is the big one is i have the same sized waist as i had 14.. 16... 26...and always.... and only landlope 50km a week on average and take loads of time to stop and have a siesta en route and would even natter to passing walkers if there...were any
Now the last few months there is a sort of interesting rabbit in the headlights only the OLD bags dare just occasionally mutter..as per thistermorn
" fuck me... 1930s even if i wasnt quite born yet.... [ " no please at least manage one fact... UK pays higher interest rate than Greece on the international bond market.....which also matters as even say France borrows far more of its national debt from NATIONAL banks...whereas UK the source is mainly foreign dosh no matter what the swivel-eyes may say... and the foreign shylocks as sure as ferrits are fuzzies arent going to be quite as amenable to say perhaps a pretty pleaswe, mortgage holiday in the sun...or even a MAcronian NON!..its not hard you were a boss of graduate education for gods sake" ] .... "
Merely on the sudden eco-HALT - hardly any tourists oops errata vistors and adventurers... and explorers...
Anyway being fairly slim does NOT come from diet...at all... even if mine is pretty samey for 40 years ...
Slimness as i well know over several periods of 'giving it softly, to the man..' comes from taking part - NOT in some cakefest of standard 'volunteering' but from sometimes doing small causes that are a tad risky such as even if absolutely THE end..
And i am happy for her reply...
communicating with a council official who one thought REALLY really was 'one of ..us'
So i shall now send her the true full version in a poem...for her only... in case she was worth caring about...
The brain uses 40% of your calories they say..
And that is scientifically proven by McGilchrest's blubber... forever thusterating just how little unbrain power he used to rip everyone of for the hundred quid book never mind the 'left brain' right... yet ANOTHER excuse for doing nothing and drinkin' yourself to death like his Guran contemporary Alan De Nottin Ill tarts whom fled to him like as if ...well only cos Terry reid told em to fuck off and get a soul like Linda....
whom... the thickest ever so called musician has only just 'dicovered'..
Anyway if Fatty Mcg had actually tried to save the badger set next door .. the Laird a lookin askance at it in such a way Fatty MC waddles back home to write about how more would be so like him if they used the other side of their brainless voids...
He would be thin... cos its the endless figurimg who may or may not be ones ally that can be simplified into nobody in Fatty McG..illLands..
and why bother that keeps you thin as at times i eat ten rustled cows a week and if on previous last time manoevres cant even keep my normal weight on..
or even writing slightly cheeky seditious plan simple truths...
keeps you on your toes..
and there one uses SO much energy as that takes actual brain power figuring the balance one step wrong and you break a real ankle
even if he once gave us the very best wordpictures (for Maverick - a once "funniest man in the south west... [ who also said their Gweek one love bullshit was just that as about the only genetic darkie in the whole region he knew racist cuntery when he met it, and left due to it.. never mind the fact that the kind of Kew or Chiswick runaways who ran away down here and bought it all with Mummy's L'Oreal shares.... are the kind that only faked their desire to sleep with the darkies of back there ...as they don't go in for antique landrovers and Matt's busbies... - oh my god hers today!!!! performative beehive, i had no idea it was THIS bad... i can't stay here any more i am only L'Etranger ] " and all the rest
in respect of Mister Mormon known well over a decade ... the so called Chret ... my actual pet bishop i saved from ...dying of nothing...
but her own self pity... ( 376.5 hrs on that job)
and all the rest of em laughing on the way to their swiss banks i figure of speech for their bijou idyllic country pads they would never ponder selling at a bit below the going rate
so their own kids may have a house one day....
All of them cept Queen Joan and sadly dead Maggie, so always hubristigant in their ridiculous muso nonentitude.... knowings...
all musicians, ever cept Kev..of The House on The hill..... and... prob one or two others. . retards as soon as theyve made an album or so
But the worst even if first equal in the fakery stakes, (with she whom probably once saw him as her head so full of Owen Owen bling she Miss took it for the Beatles...or lied about it at Liverpool 'Arts' polly.....)
" hey man thats all gone.... you cant do it when youre older... fourty.... certainly five, . it goes.... its impossible..."
And of course they lsyened as that's all boho unmen can do - listen to some one a bit more up the Sarah Lowndse stairway to a car wreck but Ess Ken style...
And why they never ever bring newer words innit and duel with them to the death or at least sharpen the point of The Shrewsbury lance and stick it up where they aint protected...
And all songs by the middle aged are dead....
(now you have to be there... the whole Swestern swamp which started to invade my previous swamp and as sure as ferrits are will drown that whole region in the same ... " ohh who is the 'faciliatory' then...? oh her wow she studied with Guru Alan and then ....."
And as - i do have at least four fairly well trained acquaintances who whisper me the truth when theyre sure the theme park human resources dept is no longer in earshot... " god theyre all so so sour and fractured and..unhappy.. even sick"
But so yes....as it spread, one had to just have a look at what poison they had ingested (even if Houellebecq managed to sum it all up in The Possibility of an Island
As never ending well....
But there is a big bang ending that Michele took us to.
Or the slowest jostick burn ever - Ive monitored its foul smelling smoldering for 18 years... and noticed how in the 'medium term' - a splendid 5 year plan kind of length of time..
It always never ends well. One way or other they crack...always..
(now this is serious as the very tearful mother of a fine lass the other eve...nothing to do with me i decided to merely speak of an overpriced comic for her lovely lass ON MUMS SIDE vs evil COOP.... " bet that'll be seven quid.."
I was wrong, eight, for the flimsiest plastic crap ever...
But that wasn't why mum was so welling up inside..
Anyway one sane line i forget exactly her wording but the nuance was perfect... and she is very intelligent (not the same as knowing much and needs some help) but .. " ohh and this thing they ALL need ..healing.... "
PURGING
DETOXIN
SUPLEMENATARY BULLSHITTING UPON
...FACILITATING....
Thing is it really is nowadays default Ed Readon only did 3% of his show by magnificent Christopher Douglas on ... Kate's 'Spiritual Home if Brian was a man he would shut her down rather than his innocent fine hardworking homo adopted son!
But they treat it as if its only worth maybe 5% of any narrative when walk up even Presteigne high st - not known for attracting intelects... and its 95% spouting spiritual and healing keys to everything...
And the really expensive girls (all is nowadays) on the top table heads down in vats of snake oil with smiles on their faces...
arent even Big Girls theyre 'facilitators..'
Fuckin ell its MORE thrilling and hilarious than whatsit ehhh....i forget the title grotesques all gathered... there we go take a Heironymous BOSH drill to their heads and make a little hole and maybe spoon a little brain in... (this is MADE UP INSTANT as i go as i have no battery not could i be bothered to think as my reader is so mean)
or teach them age 5 to USE said drill to build ferrit cages and maybe they will be immune to the bullshit in the first place....
..and sadly even serbian "warrior" armour wasn't strong enough to keep the bullshit from tsunamiaing in and drowning out even a once fine brain...
nor do they know the super simplifications that work best and why...
......
And then what are the " small things" that give biggest bang per buck....
I do and have been collecting together the team that really cannot be beaten, ever... because ive lived it 20years and never met anyone so reliably...
bulletproof bouncy... never panting ..
Never fretting ..
and complaining about the fascism lite is only enjoyable constructive critique...
never mind when there are few visitors left even to swestern polluted ' jewells' ... my good the shockwaves coming ..
more boredom as they take 3 years of moaning to catch up on how to live wellest always on next to nowt ..
and nobody ever even slightly reliable in what they say they may well be...never mind do..
Its a gorgeous browned Wasteland i only adore ...
Fifty years ago you had the head god godhead to swoop in from nowhere and prove who is boss ...
and give you"hope" ....
as great 76 culture was about we can do better and did work...
even if she didnt quite reach peak realart headfuck til eighty ...
and nobody would have offered her an armed guard for her politics... every squirt ...in the decidedly well used drippin with the fishnett result of real ...art n genius ... black guss...
and no rival genre such as some silly skahead would have even fared to go to the REALwimmins if siouxsi was in there having a well earned drink of bogwater to give her a great new venomate mix of what beeded pukin out so as to purge
...them of
them
purre venom.... the curative kind even failed in The longrun...as did hero John De Ridd the fuck off and leave me to shepherd my sheep in the deepsnow( she would never understand having only the fantasy version of the immigrate here withall yer monied laundry.....)
But when Mrs Stepford and her ' friends'
from Truman Heights or in truth only ever Loelands.
And their currency is performative pricey acupuncture...
en clique
unable to recall what dastardly deeds they did to be able to pay the price .
never mind whose fog they kicked to get to the front of that Pradan pride queue
never mind that performative public pettin' of Wombles, Tellies, ... and pliant Andies...
( tho they all look like Matt, wait til i get hoing on him, whom is all around everywhere)
their only bankrupt currency..
As no one ever did care about their competatively labelled gobbledygookian complaints...
formerly, all they ever moan about
... but Then when even Imoan blew a fuse...
Leonism did got her in the end telling him her so called professor in counselling degrees
a degree more Goebels than the balls they need to keep juggling to keep themselves in business...
" leon This an essay about how your whole modality....fails and what else we may attempt.."
"one more anti Gweek original thought.. for yourself love, rather than how to get fingered by some ashram- smiling cult leader or should i say 'facilitator' ..facile titilator you said... thats nearly .. nearly it love.... one more strike luv...and you're
out"
...
which is what education became i mean even bimbo Rita saw through all that tutor is god nonsense decades back....
and at least she had the self honouring of blowing said fuse without even suing...
before he did Indeed do his editing deed which is all small people ever can do ...
righty ho.... at least i know one of them .. the oldie...
will..... smile and wink....
" as he said..... or lead metoo into knowing what i always did but didn't dare to say .. fuckim that was fun......"
And of course that's also at the root of how to actually guide someone you may love in certainly ignoring dodgy Carlism.. (full grown up critique of their god has been in my can at least two weeks but i've been.... full)
In that if one wished to advise anyone one loved what are the real steps to take to not become a De Botty victim and addicted to hius seventy books of his buciness model to have you in his waiting room forever..until his last plucked hair no longer grows..
(all headshaving symptomatic of smallthing neurosis the other variant)
Anyway the above is incomplete as still its about what are the truly great little 'small things' - the 'moments' as in part 1 or maybe part 2 audio of the above how a really horrid boring thing comes along out of the blue and oppresses you and as it suddenly evapourates you just feel lovely and energised - real energy not the fake reiki or Oracle Girl nonsense which anyway they can never describe..in story
But i can at last describe the small ones....
For them.
And have been hard at it for some days however it takes time even when on it full time not to 'think' i never think i just rattle off without thinking, but its to be in marginal places uder threat of at least opprobrium - endemic pandemically in their fantasy lands... but then you just persist and the little small bubbles of goodstuff come but only when THEY want to...
Even having a wonderful hour long chat with an extremely rare (" i could sue them for trauma ...you have used the f bomb word three times in a public place that defines liability insurance and you're wearing the lanyard that says BE NICE!!!" ..." well you can f off with that.... you wouldn't dare..." )
Anyway i am ageist....
As she knows.
As i told her: " look Mister Russel the one who tore up his Lordship...age 80 he told the judge exactly where he can get the fuck off....you.... have no reason NOT to write your book ...about how truly apalling british universities became.... as you knew within...now did you know the dodgiest of them all...MAureen..? "
however.... the one conversation with which 100% to end the road...
And now they most be woven soon.... even if a patchwork...but it all always tells one simple story...
(" we know history has been rewritten..... starting with your old job....and then, yes, THERE - the seat of all fake evil..... cos theyre too busty being fake to have done the real evil they actually always intended..as was superbly shown in the 30s movie waterfront...and their lusting after.. the pressiossss es in the Harrods of the North.." ")
Never mind stop for a 'moment'...too busy off to write posts about moments and how to monetise them..
" that noise... hmmmmmm.... umm ... dont think its metal grinding metal but maybe the power steering fluid check it but want to know the best ever van advice regionally... babe.. skinny like you.....runs a breaker your way......... she does whole wheels with half worn tyres on them for fifteen quid!!! ... yuppie Exter they rip you off for sixty quid there.... you call her and ask for a price and don't even say i'll be there for sure in case you sell out and she has the item there waiting in case you did mean what you muttered..i lied to her and said ' are you after a ten star Oggle rating or the like... I'll be giving you eleven [out of five] ...' but then i thought i can't do that as i may need to return or almost certainly will and she only had one more fifteen quid wheel and tyre left... but since you're ina noisy vanbabe i'll give you the INFORMATION as honourable sort of van peeps once knew was ALL there is... "
" I dont want to break it..."
Ohhh my....ohh my.... not surprising bloke mechanics take advantage
Unless you've got a bloke with you upon entering their nest of adders... which everyone knew in rural lands forever..
But no.. they created curated something else... that never existed. Other in their minds...
But the splendid saudade of it all.... " yes..you're right...its all STOPPED...it's like it was in the seventies or eighties..... before the flouncy hoi poloi realised they couldnt afford Totnes all that fake crystalline hype ...so theyll have to make do with one of the commuter towns... "
Anyway last time ever here ....
And the last bottom power walking by...
What a story that one is even if .... it seems no memory
As Mister Mccawber maybe said... is money in the bank as long as i have fifty percent of a morn, left in the laptop all is well even if it bankrupts me before Ive even turned it on only to turn you on...
(* as i was attempting to riff with the self so called 'journalist' yesterearlyeve - wonderfully foreign, even if rather gut rotten by her years in Narnia, ... i noticed the inability to stomach the 'truth' even if she was selling her story of traumatic fuckery... or rather no more fuckery...
" and the stupid literati have a sport of adopting a new word every few years and endlessly showing off via it without really pondering its meaning...... we had 'curation' a decade ish ago, everything was 'curated', then liminal and not one EVER knows the actual definition of that gorgeous poetical word..it means what Yevgennia did she rode - surfed even, the empty space up there where only the Sputnicks could perform their stuff... that 'boundary layer' between life and death one slip, foot wrong upon her magic carpet and fucked.... no tailwinds merely energy of trying to say what needed to be said despite them....and only momentum of a jolly good pathway ahead there's only ever one not silly roads less or otherwise travelled.... .then 'pivot' come their bourgeois Apocalypse of 2020.... they got bored of that one after a few years even if my my when the newsagent confirms to me..." I'm on strike, no one phones me up any more not even to book a dirtiest ever job, i love em but ......i would have been entirely at home in Ivan's gaff.... picking the undigested bits of sweetcorn out the poo trough as fringe benefit of that 'dirty job'.... ... ' " " yep..its all STOPPED..")
ohh i completely missed that series from February or march...
i must go back as there is a sequence
Nobody tripped me up from my twenty year one way pathway ....
Not even her.. (i mean what's a memo colouring for the devil in disguise... I guess in short, her Biba addiction, trumped a brain or a soul ...
https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/i-would-like-to-know-of-worse-one.html only shared as in these times of at least 7 years of performative metoo my trauma my wound my itchy skin my whatever out trumps yours - down their acupuncture club... i know who is top of the..... Pops... number one... and also how to survive it..
i have so so many little fill in audios and video bits that havent got here, yet..
some say the (NEVER for attention i dont care) unsayable...
some are jokes you aren't allowed to hear - and i am left of Corby....
as .... well....
ALL sorts is missing for now... but i know know why 100% its the end....
If only she could 'take over '... as its her future, especially...and few actually have them.
Even ultra guru magnificat Imoan of The Nutcracker method... blew a fuse and gave up..
and she was THE one and only hope left...
and i do have skin in the game....
Shes too busy sending me collages every other day of the one who would not exist without my "TOUGH LOVE! GET DOGGING WHATEVER IT TAKES.....OH YOU LOST A SECOND DOWN THE BOG.... Well...be British and phone Womans hour and create a new trauma label orf get DOGGING IMMEDIATELY.... as tick tock...and if you ever arent such a loser you lose em all down the bog... and one ever actually works....you will forget...ALL your past imediately and she will teach you daddy....oops better not refe to me as daddy infront of the Iti mummy's boy daddy... but you know who is ALWAYS right...."
anyway.... ehh... well... i kindof got a responsibility.i doubt i will ever be able to afford to meet it....
but...one mum (who agrees with every word i ever utter here) knows she may just be a 'solution'... for the sake of her littleun...
but needs such a massive kick up her arse to.... mean what she has said...
and you can only do that face to face
And she won't slap mine as she's already had ever even worse sin told to hers... thats what REAl friends are for
and a second half written one started yesterday up on the perfect hill all day...
To finish tomorrow
As is the 'critique' of why you must give up on all English writers...
The ones - all European who actually give you space to know they made space to THINK before pumping out the same effete formula of acedia that they have ever since Amis... who's new teeth via his first bit royalties cheque they crave ..or some other 'healing' to a sickness none of THEM could ever ever be cured of...
As it is ' the' one performance that is...really is... the best example of manifestation of symptomatics...
proof
But what a superb chat....
Only one person knows I was where the chat happened..... such a true precioussss....
But i never even slightly riff upon anyone so face-to-face randomly encountered, and wonderful... if they are a bit older.
Other than 'notionally'
I rarely come here.... by van, often by foot....
Anyway even if on the job - this...all that matters, since 0545...
And the most incredible fairy tale fairies MAYBE helping all day... from sunrise.
But... even if at last i got THE critique of Mister problem, and his Carlists...
And talk about frig me theres a right Cock up a brewing i did get it ... like get it
That will have to wait until tomorrow
As i can never write at dusk as i spend half the day at it always from 5.45.... then need to charge near impossible.... then 10km by
foot.... the more likely one may die of something like 'dehydration' the better but it never works!
oops one of those doesn't really fit here.... (bulk superfast upload here due as always nobody even invites you to plug in to their solar pannel.... there being NO honour ever among the British #vandeadsouls... when there sure was even 20 years ago BEFORE SM...
and anyway i's all about the same thing
as i said two years ago " if you love your kids no matter what age they are... assist them to establish away from this land.. whatever it takes... .among other things the 'mental health' issues at least 5 likely 10x worse here than any other EU spot..."
and there is no hope of any change for decades.
None.
And as i told someone i am an Ultra stupid CAndide the fool optimist...
Anyway i said i had made a box of new mental health tricks but so much moore interesting especially if ANYthing gets you '''down... and i always do what I say....
For now only half collated and terribly presented for now... as i said
believe Mr "Beliefmaker" ... his nose up De Bottie's one...as all of them have been. As they haven't read the Einstein...
I do, in that even if for selfish reasons, i wouldn't have believed just how 'lonely' so many are... too lonely ever to actually just have a little 'go' at
Something real.
is that the right way up as it's random: select three sequential in sequence
snaps...
And usually it puts them in upside down, the wrong "order".. in the court of i couldn't give a fuck what the public opine....
If one truly is at ultra even better than ever zen moment....
I mean, there she was masqueradin' as Amish....
ohh yes whats the word of the day, whatsisface on wireless sunday morn
Todays's Sunday - news of the religious screws... or never
And often very good, rightly on the so interesting thing of how in some OTHER land a whole Jenny Cider is not even spoken of...
Even when they chuck Franco out of his last resting place, just over the aisle from his sworn enemy
Which i guess explains the magnificent Anna's use of her proto Carlian ""shaddow" or was it shade or in a cave or some other useless allegory for the human condition they show off thinking is to be found in their dungeons blessem...even Anna the first new love after ..it
spnish flying off but we met for a coffee the day of the biggest moan ever i shant forget the paper out....
" now we wone the footie argument...now we can sue for millions... "
"ohh Anna ... this country.....dont they know that a compromise..pact... we got you by the balls now pay up before we go and pay all those silks.... half ... now and spend it on yoof clubs perraps or even new footie fields bein' Hillsbro's a tad tainted........" she understood.
(OK I ADMIT..her BAFTAN film thus far is very very good, well if you think that Vudu is real and mummy's mummy was Queen of it..... even if she is out of date that the Missus i KNOW wrote some of it alltoo......
dont even know if this is the right one so quick one has to dart over the bridge to nowhere ever theyll cut the ropes from behind, behind... your back
but whats the much heralded special artsy twist at the end thats meant to have you eating your own heart out of your chest it sums up all of human tragedy... in a comic.... )
gee whizz i shall report them for not 'copyright' striking this for a bit of only the fourth greatest Queen Soul....
which is hilarious as they make such a song and dance - like endless truculent about " THIS VIDEO IS BLOCKED IN CERTAIN TERRITORIES" when what they mean is only Russia...
(compute shutdown and restart due the plum job old thing lost with no manners to notice i was busy.... writing a bout her...type...)
hahh hahh my mind is sharp as a jagged fingernail stuck up your nose
rancour
old Hennesy speaks of rancour times
but like the racist pigsties they are they don't even mention Aretha withnnit
what was the one word?
ohh yes
DON'T
Never mind real tragedy, in another
None of them can ever Bee...
Even if first equal
Now i hate drum and bass... and love only Minnie, and her bigger sister, except...
even Minnie was a tad confected...
And the greatest tragedy of all of culture is she can sit there humming whispering in ones ear... in thisteryear
to her 1990....
Not one even her believes you can get it back....
Better....
you don't need the perfect high notes, nor scales....
I know exactly what the formula is....
And it's the opposite of 'freedom'.....
And the proof is that few numbers make me a little Je Ne regret rein....
yes but it would have been nice to.....
just have a cup of even Yogi tea.....
With the only one who really did so utterly perfectly in every note sum up all its ever been..
class.
And she knew what hers was .. or at least one assumes .... . and thus transcendentalled it.....
