Righty ho time to get the caps off the silos.....

 soon. But fucker, you ain't exactly on side,  it was meant to rain today and i am in best rain-disguise atch.....

in place since dawn....  everytime. 

(in fact that's all that matters, as i have noted of late that there must be something else or annew wrong with this lil' underclass piece of shit.... being as i must type very very fast with no aforethought to save power...and can't touch type, so must look at the keys as i do..... and often no time to read my own drivel, or even see if anything is redlined by auto SUGGEST   - never ever ever DO.... anything such as 'correct' as i speak a different language than this one dimensional unicellular,  scum upon the swamp of language..... i try to at least have a few lil' interesting blades of grass pokin' out..... so as to word clout, just someone into ever followin' through

they never do

no time to check the screen  before i press publish, but i note that there must be some lag or weird delay that isn't yet another broken keyboard

its something deeper, something suggesting the stupid piece of plastic can't keep up with the 'processing' of those fingerjabs...

funny that as i strip out, ALWAYS,  everything from any device, except an RTF filemaker JArte very good i have to say... 

and leave only a few of the essential apps not even used yet such as the photo one so one can crop.... 

forget any video or sound edit... all emails online web based.... 

And a not exactly ancient laptop unlike ever before.... can no longer just manage to keep up with ordinary typing....

which of course i guess is what they want even if they couldnt organise a conspiracy if they had all the conspiracy 'theorists' lined up in parallel - all they ever are, helping...

anyway yes but what's the 'point'? well as i said to her....." i have absolutely NO IDEA what the creep is up to, what the 'deal' is....  and don't like your lazy 'hologramism'  just another reason to be all Buddhist and do very lil'....or jujst every odd generation,  performatively set fire to yerself for photo oppourtunities,  the Yanks invadin ...Vietnam or was it the Frogs....      but all i know is i guess some other knowin' stuff knows what i write, or wrote,  even if it gets lost in the tech-creep...and really that's all zen or their dumb mindfulness is.... knowin' you at least got some good words out even if due my low powered lil' spaz.... you the reader can't always enjoy 'em...in your thousands.. as it eats up half of them, midword,  and i never even notice .... but....to be cont" 

   

But...his story!

 " i tell the things that matter,  better [ typical immo perfo-victim nonsense -  so says THE GREATEST communicatrix i ever met, or heard anywhere... 'Im and i palavverin.... too much!...]  by tellin a true life story...."

Him, an actual work of art.... and between two raised continents apart, the one purest sublime,  and subliminal question....

They wouldn't even allow in so called modern day artyfact that's counterfactual....never mind counterhuman. 

(a long essay one day) 

Anyway,now, on the formerly evil day, August bank holiday.... as i said "im still vibratin' with juiciness ..... i should have stood up and let the wind go though my hair....   even if not my look, 

bein sat  next to you after your kerbcralin' pickup"

The one question of course was was she out passively stalkin'.... ? Having spied before a good arse up and down her road...?

But that's only a  mere diversionary tactic

to get back to what in fact was never elastic

Never mind in SchemeyHustlersville .... 

I know one who ain't ill.

And that is the final job.... interviewing her, a return visit: " i need to know.... now you said if it were drugs 'no way ever you're out of here lass....on your ass..'   ok extreme cases never make good case lore....

I need to know about the phase before

that tragic unknowable dilemma

how exactly is the  parenting style, 

different, in your " we dont do miles...

shut the fuck up, your in the wrong mentality,  were so vast ....

 there is no end..." 

 at least someone could predict my finest summer, no shamania needed, indeed despite IT

Now we don't do comments other than as cultural critique, observator..learner . there bein' no hope in The West, nuthin' to do with the Big O... or even Obamma the nuclear Hammer

It's just how entirely saccharine every single opinion

became, that says as i said a decade back " i no longer blame big corp, or any politician.....its only the people.... i know have no hope..  every single story related to some illness or something wrong with 'em.... even my once greatest most cherished one.... drops into her only missive for twenty years.... she's on some 'meds' ...and had to drop in to the drugstore before goin' back home to speak  silently, with her  back-yard, bears.... . "

But there's a far better story than this top rated yankee moanin'.... of how it was at his,  back home... with an actual sharp POINT to his story, of why, to change... 

I'm 69, cancer survivor this past year, still doing construction work to make ends meet and help the kids. I sat by my 90 year old Dad's bedside in my house when he died after we had cared for him for five years. I didn't realize what a rock he had been and how much his life had influenced me even though he was old school Navy and I was a '60's hippie and we never saw eye to eye even to the end. We were two rocks, side by side. Thanks, Dad

Now ...oops, So, I 💓 theme parks.... what?! that's weird i thought you said they were the root of all evil that has forested the whole land and should be hated

And having spent a glorious one discussing with many a Kraut the exact nuance or flavour of that phrase, and with STORIES... to attempt to fill in what especially their so called 'translators' won't ever 

I mean most say  "theme  park...".  said ffemmmmuhh...  park" but Deepl used to be ok says Freizeitpark   or in the language of the Mountain peeps who once had a fine multicultural city - indeed the most famous in Europe for sure...  тематски парк

The thing with them тематски парк s....plural, is that you have to know they are indeed one first. And then you can just ignore the bits that are irrelevant to you as they are the same everywhere else - the whole of The Marches became one two, and cherry pick the lil' bits that make life a real pleasure...

I suspect she is about the only one who doesn't actually hate me for always rising at dawn... or in fact somewhere between 0530 and if one has gotten behind due some thrilling rare necessity to enjoy a good film that takes one past beddy byes at tennish  630 latest... 

And being only a civilised European as i am, anything less than 7 hrs shut eye - always deep very plensihy sleep, requires a siesta, I'm sure their twatosphere even translates as 'power nap',   that works any time between around midday and even 4 pm... and that nomenclatter of 'power' is the problem in an inverse square kind of way...

In that to be truly sleep plenished, by at LEAST twenty minutes ideally about thirty .... you have the true ultra MAster of This Universe, and the even wonkier one next door,  power to do, nothing...

Except ponder exactly why they do nowt....ever. As of course physics i guess says that in  these sweet lil' тематски парк ...sss... i don't know how to pluralise in Serbian - well it says it's 'serbian' and i bet it's lying about thattoo... as far i was concerned thirty six  years ago when i bought my 'serbo-croat' dictionary at likely relatively quite a lot, that's what they nattered...

Even if you had to actually track down the glorious  lil Ms   Matijević in the backstreets of her native Zagreb... finding her just on one city name, passed on in a dreadful sad SssKenn bar*.... as much of a miracle as surviving three dull years down ear without breaking down...

Anyway ehhh... doing nothing... except always hating the one, who awakes at dawn .... even if i never overtly peck away at the fakes who merely monetise such....  but know that a lil' dawn peckery, is at least necessary to survive their тематски парк

singular, as they're always the same everywhere and always have been....  but of course one cannot even know is a fine once-user, of that language would understand  this modern dayism.... 

That even the studpid yanks got into their splendid movies of the fifties and sixties - the тематски парк metaphor, symbol, of ... especially Gweek, but almost everywhere else in Britolin that isn't an online shopping depot, or bedroom for their latter day swarm of ants...

(WHO DRIVE SO SO SO BADLY  - DEATHLY FAST, ESPECIALLY HERE - obviously as they resent... their customerstoo..)

 (but in themparks..no one of course wants to notice...reality... )

Anyway I  💓 theme parks because when even over three decades ago you know you are in the wrong country, they are wonderful for never ever giving you any reason to change your mind....  as ...well... the whole thing's just about that' really.... and i once tried to give some mafia moll  another 'option'- so instantly love at first sight even in Draycotts meaty market, exactly because she was obviously not of there - i could tell without even speaking with her...just by body language and facial expression.... , in a country supposed to be all post-sexism which the Former Sov lands had kindof managed to  infact do,   well at least one foolishly wondered if some other may return the intended  favour  especially when...

ahahhh there is a new phase (of material) even if every word has always been the same, healthy psychologies for kids... and someone said "  the way we saw you treated your kids.... back then, [ had she dared go to obvious simple conclusion, the immo never can thats just facts of life and esteem and strength and power, as any white immo into even his homeland would find,  you can't rock the nana boat in some new port... its just a fact of life! - you spend years having to take soundings as to where the bottom is of the mud in the harbour, and where the quicksand is:     its not surprising theyre all monsters...] " 

*Indeed let this be a story or word picture of just how rubbish their internet is... and rewriting of history. I mean half the world knew - even me and i knew nothing much of vile London, other than as flaneur flannin' around, seekin' feelin'....and it was probably even in the wonderful Rough Guide, to when you need a bit 'o rough...in those fine latest eighties and earliest nineties,   to ones partner in crime

" god  Frank i am so sick of fake punks at local pubs... and ANY English one flouncin at any local wine bar... .... time for where a real wise  man takes himself downstairs and hangs out where NO 'celebrity' dare go as they would be vomited all over by somepone so drunk she can't see his lanyard - one of loads of  fabulously  totally drunk tarts who will be there as we know to become a totally drunk tart...and prove even English Rosiness can be corrterised and sealed off, with a quart of something they put in the drinks there.... 

oggling:  "Draycotts Wine Bar"

Draycotts Wine Bar was a famous, long-standing institution formerly located on Draycott Avenue near South Kensington and Chelsea. While the original venue is now closed, the area remains a prime destination for wine lovers

which is as erroneous as you can possibly get, for what was only a 100% proof that meat markets work...  even in posh bits of England, that would have vomited with pleasure had their lost Sloaney one ...

oops there is an errata - correction, or clarification!  in an audio, i wouldn't wish a Romanovin'  on anyone except the bit of lopping heads off that matters: remove, nicely, and gently,  her crown, and repurpose it as an etching device that scratches all  over HER mirror too, princessiness is as bad as bein' Vlad The Impalerrrr..... 

and just as painful in the gut....

That at LAST... him and i dealt with yesteraft by his fabulous stories from bongo bongo lands...

Anyway i have zero interest in what is too distant a culture even if it asks THE one and only question that ever mattered, do you give them his 'cane' or are there other forms that may work as well...

Which had i known what would happen a year later, i would have perhaps asked her as a truly dignified woman even if just rather too much Mafia adjacent for me... and my safety - so i at first assumed....  would have answered so beautifully, TOO, in her artists lair in downtown Zagreb, by a literal miracle i had ended up in for  fine ...Croatian coffee which i am quite sure was exactly the same as the other lot's....  had i know   " so how DO you raise your children here?, even your mafia owner, even if he may have watched a few too many Rambo movies,  seems rather dignified  and honourable and certainly knows where the line is in how to honour the traveller who is obviously here for only one reason....  have a cuppa with his lass....and he's clearly got loads more cash than the hardly any i have... so its not like he is after profit...??" 

"Nowhere"

 So, i wonder who made that film? Stealing the 'n' word. Using it, infact all their fake words,  as usual to make the fakest fake place, that was never any 'place', seem what it wasn't - some kind of hotbed of anything interesting. And missing out the great scene from the truth film  a hundred years ago,  of how even Mimi i bet she would go and Oggle the 'Harrods of The North' with her tongue to the window. And you won't find that truth on Oggle.

But so timely. Him and I at it,  on our palaver bench.... the one and only question. But his stories..... now i really do 'get' it.  

It was Ralph's fault, Miss...

 

wrong way round...it gets worse the more a standard dumbphone gets updated

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p2 

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Ferk me...that's even more glorious than....

 ... discovering THE SUBLIME is in the face of the bloke, who reminded one of just how the ranty blokes of summer 1976, didnt yet have a way of expressin their rantiness... til some came along and turned it into spitty ART for themtoo....

and all of a just like that they didnt seem so bovva boy..or hurty

this youtube i never thought....go through all the truly greatest culture in history...

and see if there's other live versions...

i mean that's what i sacraficially 

cross out for you mean cuntery

no time to even Oglle ....for what  a perfect 

performance never mind all the rest

before the twofer's got him into a dress

(two babes= 1 bloke, really rather last  obsolete, version of so called humanity)

All i 'want' to do is.... well, i did, then

 ...even if i can't yet prove it but i know the proofs exist...

But in the meantime one can only pity the 'analytics' generation. Neither 'z' nor 'x' theyre all the same: " ooohhh look that post/vid/tiktok, whatever next..  went viral load of fabulous lots of clicks..." 

I have a wonderful story from twenty ten, annus 'orridus, when the last laugh was entirely on me, jotting daily, pressing the wrong button " hmmm don't get it, one or two have said to my face, in fact one main one, embedded in the Hay-on-wye 'community' of nothing but meanness and ...well she proved it leaving a bag of grub for me - horrid sweeties and other such stuff, all stale and well past their sell by, century... but she said she reads liesdamage daily and laughs at my correct appraisal of that utter lack of community..caranage, damage... Masonic-adjacent, insanity.. but it only shows a view  or so a day....she must be lyingtoo..."

when press some other button

 some months later on 

"ferk that's scary....

thousands often, many a  day..."

Which ultimately does you NO good - especially when you worry about the proportion of Masons checking in to see how rude one can be about their obvious fascism-lite,  around the Brecon region. Hay Festival complicit funding the PRIVATE school there, when the state school was the worst presented in the universe - many a pic on Liesdamage of the peeling paint that had been peeling at least a  decade.... HAy Festival faking  - in fact worse than faking, being complicit in Jenny's Cidere...  " we care about all the children of the region, and are so so inclusive of THEM.... especially in Wales... " But they only get to be used as brochure and advertorial material (bet they got a commission! in Florences back one) ....showcased.....if they are at the private one... Brecon High being the nearest state school to them, in Wales...

which of course feeds down into a higher mortality rate in Wales than average especially if one factors in which class got access to the moaning  bit of wireless 4 - very low life expectancy among them...

As no one told them they're moaning about the wrong thing...

Anyway.... ehh yes now it is DELIBERATE. As well as situational. Being to put an audio in substack bot farm it takes more battery. Even if one gets 'stats'. I always forget are there as talk about as usual those Yanks have an ok product but as soon as it gets a good review they go and stick so many 'extra' bells and whistles in it you can't even find the 'stats' page easily so i forget its there....

However with Google drive shared files - as in the audios i have kindly shared, for no dosh....  i dont think there is a download counter (you dont have to, i believe it is the simplest way of just inserting an audio into any page of digitals -the SCIENCE says even if Brett Weinstein, Heathers rather sad nerdy not-so-pacifisty bloke, and  so called scientist wants to argue with it,  paper =- goes in to your mean mind say X  times 3, audio X times two...and via the screen its just like X....  scanned butterfly shit

 But the true freedom is that i have no idea if hundereds of my obviously return readers - that one can see as a pattern, more or less on European time, though i never even bother to look at the breakdown of states as i only care about the ones the other side of that silly sea, that the poor boatpeeps are going the wrong way across.... nor sex (it's NOT for men as they don't dare say ANYThing wise, ever and if they did would be drowned ...outed for something they once did, long long ago,  so they dont any more...and i am only interested in 'reaching' the one - is there just one, who may step up and DO.... its much easier than you think.... [to be cont]

audio entitled voice 21 7 sept what i want or something like that anyway i cannot know if nobody or a thousand listen to any audio i link which is in Oggle filestore...

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1eg1vEZZqYXZMRaNOPXwuBUy8on867GVU/view?usp=sharing

which is freedom and also really good for you: you just DO it anyway... the audience has nothing ever to do with you....

unless she, or she ...wants to DO what she-she said she wanted to ...be

and then one has been ready for that for many a year.

Meanwhile. waffle on.... though i do think that 'god' i may well have out philosophised already.... 

especially in audios.

the Google ones can't be monetised nor even 'analyticised' and a publisher told 'you're a dickhead unless you try me out...'

As i can't prove anything either way, i know NOTHING..

which is always freedom, except a tad exasperating when they whom all know Tolle...Eisenstein... ehhh... its all just Deepak slowed down.... or that awful Maharishi who stole The Beatles dosh... awful in that he failed to steal it ALL .... and leftovered some to ruin a next gen...
And anyway if the tables were reversed India had nicked half of the British silverwear somne centiuries back of course the Brits would have been on any old grift to get back that which was pinched..

I am amoral, other than the perverted evil way its all turned into some or other victimbait, false story....all based on an entirely wrong reading of almost everything in history, that we need a few things for our dignity...

Bullshit as Siddhartha did find...

And as yet TO DO...my version, of actually tending the human shit - bagging up sometimes twice a day that in a plastic bag, at the ' we have the latest organic loos for true ecocampers' load of lies and damage .... is even better. 

And real...and every word recorded, as i knew i would die of it.... having to bag and move their shit to where it would be burned later... or at least the plastic bags. The rest left around 7m, behind a hedge,  from where the  

(ooohh good song time..... the way those drums came in i wonder if my lass even remembers our dance to that bit)

And then guess what, i began to like it.... and was even, unpaid. Even if she said she would.... 

so, THEN! The End. Even if there was no need to begin.

(it has become rather fashionable in the world of Sabine and Anton - the splendid science communicators, even AlcieLeery, to start to attack 'now' and kill it off the nasty people)

Note to self remember the wonderful other man - English, too, my my just ten days ago.... I couldn't do that before, stop a fairly tough guy - bit of a Depp lookalike and dressalike, stop him dead in his usual dull ubiquitous tracks " ehhh....all this 'journey' business it's so so dull and showing off  .. and the usual Glastonbury crap i think YOU can do better than that .... perhaps it's better to think of it as .... xxx [ my code if i even have long enough with a power source to google the bits that really do need prioritising ] "  i forget what i said to him but it WORKED.... as we sat huddled in our corner... of the small chairs....

He was great even if he couldn't quite listen to what he knew to be true... " matey all those kids you are saving for a living.... no hope ive seen inside the court cases, and the teachers speak with me as equal... they all say not a hope  this side of Hades freezin' over if the North Atlantic elevator goes on the blink.....i think you are truly wonderful with them...at LEAST take you and her the Missus,  over to Europe  where there is hope working with excluded kids there..."

And miraculously we even get " well yes i know deep inside you are right...Ive always thought actually Africa is calling me .... NOT fake-charity, white-guilt, conartistly... just ...maybe one can be useful there ... and, i too, like their weather.."

Anyway i have only one goal - in an interrupted audio day before yest... then...

soon. Here. soon. 

Even if as soon as i heard her  - the one true Queen, Desert Aisle, bookchoice, i knew  there is at least one purpose....

nuke that creep out of her bookshelf...

As in fact he was, 'On Children' as wrong as it is possible to be.  Never mind gave 'cover' for all the worst parents in history  - from Wuwulands or is it 'Wu' to actually camouflage their  100% inability....just to think. 

And ponder exactly what is in the simple old wisdom.... some of which of course did work!

wow i didn't notice as i really must clear my tabs... that was 76 as well!

... and even bigger wow it had never even occurred to me.... 

What i know to be almost true .... 

(if we can make one adjustment to her readin' list)

one-on-one, not sought, i never even sought to meet Stevie's cocaine applicator

and shake his hand... maybe get a little of her geredfun juice to myself

second hand.)

In fact..... it WAS it never occurred to me 

an imaginary, bit of reality

Had the two greatest souls ever in history, Queen of it

( " ohh please take those big ones out of my face.... know your place woman, and its not bugging me.... " " ok limey, heres one for you, for free ...just youse and me... and the drunk over there not quite as squiffy as me....wont even notice, this lil' bit of history...")

 gotta be the Kraut version

And her equal - i mean did they ever, had they ever, ?....well bringing up any kid telling them they are special ive realised is as bad as being the worst ever musician in history...

And her only ever equal

"ehhh up....ehhhmmmm.... its quiet here..... i never ever lower myself to speak to any famous person ever ... especially as my brother went and pimped nothing, but which celeb they may know some celeb insider tittle tattle about,  with the worst musician ever in history..... but you on your Ronnies throne at intermission.... i make exception... whist all the gussets in there are taking themselves to the hand drier and trying to recover themselves and their cool....and dryness....

" please would you sign this cd for my highness....

"this is a one off only ever in life....

"i wouldnt even wanna meet the bard if i were shagging his wife...

" yes... love to esti from Roy, thanks... she's as tough and eye twinkly as you... and i bring her up educatin' her on your video...

"that'll make her green, 

with envy sadly its mum's week....

can't have everything, at least she's  met you on the screen"

 

....hmm that's how arrogant I am it never even occurred to me that I've touched one-on-one, even if the first was a violent  slightly drunken, sexcrime assault, made up for with a one-on-one of her doing a few of hers just for me... the only two humans i even ponder as having the personal inner vibrational frequency, never mind philosophy...

And soul sisterly, freedom...

Anyway take their exact equals -  magnificent in every way, her just as gorgeous as Lil' Miss wrong-book, and him in fact yes as Roy-sexy, he knows it too... 

In one meeting....

which proves if nothing else

thinking

Was always the problem.

Righty ho pother stuff underway BUT far far too much true fun and magnificent positive vibe energy

All August, even September....

It will tyake me weeks to get back onto the journey to NOWHERE as being stuck in the last place on earth you like, and you KNOW you must not remain, is always the thing thats best for you as a fool finds time and again

 

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/09/i-like-writing.html

https://www.simonclayton2020.com/p/the-wound.html

But just to endlessly TRY to pass on this one.... my god they won't listen!

So i shall have to create a matric proving it.....soon.

 https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/the-voice.html

"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

Published 6 Jul at 14:07 • Edit tags

https://ralphschism.substack.com/p/only-women-have-the-voice-even-if?r=2jdt8a

Not 'now' tomorrow.

 So, if one is in any way connected with children, either existing or maybe even  to be...

All this ridiculous living in the 'moment' which is all i ever do... is a total fallacy, so as to DO nothing, about all that matters, which is will there be any fishies in the rivers or sea to nibble their lil' toes, ass they did mine twenty seven years ago when she dipped them in, suspended over  the local river ... and smiled with such glee 

And i never even use the word 'wuwu' or is it if you are more happenin' 'Wu'? as that's all nonsense and just an avoidance strategy...

Avoiding what REALLY is the ....environmental problem?

And there we are.... lets just put it this was in my ongoing livin'-annals, that really are finished as nobody ever ever follows through with anything ever, where i keep an ongoing audio diary of the Suzi tapes " luv i know how your mind REALLY works more than you even if we're on the opposite sides of Nige's fence.... you have the smallest chip on your shoulder, still....  just a little sore from the private schoolgirls of Surrey who had a Slazenger racket, and maybe your mum could only manage a Woollies.. (Woolworths - cheap store, on every High Street,  now gone) and the school not quite so elite as theirs...

"so....lets USE it! ...i have the background for you, now; its you who must mean what you say that you want to write it... that attacks them....and we both know there's cash innit for you..."

 Uninteresting for me. Everything is obvious for years even back in lasterregion, it was still about the silly little Ruperts who would begin to gather in Hay-on-Wye main square for any 'event'... as of about 2015 occasionally  i may go back to the once  free dentist there, and couldn't believe how it was reverting to about 1980 

 except with added very very expensive antique Landrovers now compulsory, and of course Corona or whatever cats piss beer the now far more druggie stripey shirt lads are into... 

by default at any "event"...  events dear boy events, and of course all their girls are event 'organisers'..

But this is of no interest even if one has to understand it, and to hear Suzi - river trust person, conning 'community' they will save theirs ... when these trusts are just for lonely middle aged ex townies to feel some 'connection' 

(ohh yes a photoshoot from xmas 2022 to publish soon,  a Presteigne large 'trust' had taken over the main charity shopbarn... dozens of them on the webpages - well fed healthy glowing middle aged great and good trustees...i think at least a  dozen, all incomers,  [VERY high resolution proper portrait mugshots too - that must have cost a bit as theres no local professiponal photography studio] for one VERY small town's  one main larger chairity shop that had been a regular charity shop years and years.. all glowing smilingly in their showoff trusteeships

 - audio recorded in the annals: " ehh... what is it twenty third december...??. still raining been a week now....... look i see that the old roof is dripping so much over in that area your charitable trust stock of fairly crap old furniture is being ruined even more by the waterfall...... weather forecast is its not going to stop for some days in fact only going to get worse....... . listen i havent got much on i can go and get a few tools and fix the roof a bit....temporarily at least... just a few hours work to tweek that gutter up there... put a tempoary fiix on the cracked plastic roofing there....last a few weeks so your stock isnt entirely ruined.... we need to care about every smallest bit of the planet even the shabby chic in here....  i wont charge anything...   just really for a bit of company.."

"  wonderful well nobody else has even suggested yes we could do a fix....i need to contact the trustees to just check if the insurance covers self employed freebies... i'll call you later today"

Two weeks later ....still dripping...no call) 

Britain lost it way way back ago....in fact that may have been 2019 winter i dont have purest memory though do have dozens of similar examples the last five years meandering...

They wouldn't be like that even in Holland .. (it's so sad the Europeans seem to think theyve lost it, too, when i KNOW they havent i speak to so many asking them about exactly such stories from my annals....)

Anyway item 1 THE best philosophy (there is a longer much better version of this in the can) of the soul mind and all that... being STUCK in the veruy worst place in the world over some years is THE one most philosophically positive and genuinely 'mindful' wellness hack of them all...if you realise it's not place its your head first that one has to be sure isnt leaking.... and having fixed your own roof, then you are prepared for anything in less pissy places..

me i have no 'place' but still one can get stuck even nowhere which is best of all... 

Item 2... (of about ten of late still to do) On the phone to my Suzi (narrator -  a real one unlike Homer's fake ) " bloody hell that IS interesting..... it would never even have occurred to me the Suthern so called environmentalists think that way...so neurotically..." ... " but do you get it.... the South East, which is the South West...is IN CHARGE.... of everything via Whitehall or Royal Courts policy... that's who THEY are Suzi i had no idea either..... and thus on xenobiotics, no hope... none.... they consider the other thing far more neurotically the end times..... you know by now surely certainly YOU can't change anyone...

" as i wasted about 267 hrs with you from four years ago us both agreeing, only GREAT culture can...

"but are the people even able to think any more...perraps the genius Polly 

 was takin' the piss a tad...or tellin' it in beautiful satirical poetry..... making PEEPS THINK....

"anyway i know one thing now..... she even she...failed...

"never mind no Yank infact able to listen to science.... the more they gobble as a babe .. the better off their whole lifelong immune system is for it.... it couldn't not be more crystalline clear  as day and the forever germphobic nightmare theyre all stuck in..... thats here far far more than even i ever knew"

never mind in yankland .... (comments from the one who they have as new 'testcase'.... on are the pills, excuse...for doin in all your kids? me i would give her the benefit of the doubt, and being ALL psych is IN DOUBT...... just give her a nice room for the rest of life behind a not too high fence... as one thing as sure as ferrits.. they ruin the rest of it...no yank can even hear...)

Home education!

 Now.... stupid AI merely confuses everything and is a lil' bully chucking around bags of acid sweeties when you want to find the one that you need, when you can't even search any more "what nationality was Suzi Hokum?"

all you get is silence, 

https://www.imdb.com/name/nm9009162/bio/

and this needing to tell who was 'first' ... 

Possibly the first female producer in pop music history and Lee Hazlewood's love and business partner in the 60's.

when what matters was a partnership! just like embezzler Moth Wynn of course they did it together....

and even if one were to ask it,  "who REALLY was Lorna..... ?" which one doesn't expect an answer to, and one must discover for onesself via the culture.

Anyway back to two truly fine Yanx, 

" ..over there... is the one snippet of maybe history when i watched the 1976 again a year back i realised she had set my whole moral compass not a fashionable word in Gweek, sadly ... that's what wuwu did to even her....

" wow you have it on your bookshelves! ...go home and reread it and you will find it's the ultimate pacifist tract or watch the NINETEEN SEVENTY SIX non silly sweaty Bean later version on The Tube,.... 

" but me i long ago knew there was the best of culture back in your place....  I'm sure Suzi was a Brit maybe i have miss Recalled...

" but the problem with here is that nobody ever any more actually does believe in a dream worth having on loop in a loopy world that hasn't changed that much all our lifetimes....... except now   they ALL sneer at you... especially if political commentariat...on the so called 'left'...

" and then the REAL problem is so much  terrible education, nobody educates even the half a generation below us that in fact there were some good changes sixties seventies... and eighties... it's just a constant dull battle don't take it to heart but don't hide away burning joysticks and dreaming up vomit buckets  for too long ... as that's what 'they want'... or rather they are wringing their hands with glee it was SO easy! for the people to turn themselves into mushy peas without the establishment having to lift a finger .....

"every tosser here for years says to everything in any attempted intelligent conversation  ' thats what they want ...to divide us... ' which is the ultimate excuse for never ever doing ANYthing....  even educate the kids, well....

" i knew the establishment and not one ever knew what they wanted  far too busy trying to decide if they wanted a  lil' boy for kicks or girlie....

"never mind knowing what LOYALTY means, never mind consistency, commitment, etc... all those simple oldschool words, which is the only way they actually do get the imaginary 'chem trails' to do what all the pathetic  so called Kae Tempests adjacenteratti,  know is going to gas them...or eat their hamsters...   and my minor experience of being inside the 'machine'  - true power adjacent, not one can remain loyal to a co 'conspirator' for long enough to share a pigfucking session on the Bullingdon boys dinner table.... 

"anyway i know the BEST of your land even moreso than you do....even you turned cynic.... so i gotta start at the top and educate youtoo.... ohh well about ten birds to the stone is fine with me.... i was planning to do just that rest of life anyway......do come back"

Now... they better mean what SHE said.......

 " lookeee here ... even if i was a very shy fey one... 

" Helena Faccenda....  an actual gun in her purse,as i would see later on.... picked up some lost sad lil' limey in a Gotham bar one night....

" ... and unlike limey ones run me around those potholled streets with no suspension in her lil'....

 [gosh i know nuthin about motors would never have guessed they were Kraut]

".... and we would  wander down past his big ugly modern silly penis extension on fifth avenue....  and EVERY single person wanderin' by looked down in disgust at the ridiculous bling.... he irrelevant, just a joke even then....

" ... i have some wonderful snaps of her sat on a stair....all done up in hairdye, in fact she drank a bottle of the 200% proof, for breakfast...and plastic skintight pants.... after checking the safety of her lil' gun.....

" a grin on her face... my my they were so ridiculously easily pleased, by a limey accent....

" anyway you couldn't get more of a real New York doll unlike that fake pussycat  band....

" but you know what i caught up with her a few  years later and we took the ferry over to her hometown...  one hundred percent Jersey Girl.... 

"but she had found true love....commitment.... and to see ..i mean she was that really wonky one before they existed,  the famous junky ... cant remember thisyears model Nancy thats it the Spungen one...killed OUR Sid.... .even if Helena never touched a drop of that.... 

".... anyway a year on... to be sat next to a sweet quiet lil' down home lassie all  undyed nutbrown hair.... simple ordinary clothes.... even wearing specs rather than her contacts she would always drop as she went over the potholes in the gone Karmann....

 nothing more to need to say, other than I am happy with my man..

"was extraordinary i shall never forget....anyone can change... even one of yoouse...

" anyway those fabulous fourteen year old Yankbabes i started it wityh them....but i couldnt say the strike item number three... no cleanin' ..no carin'..... we we do agree even if no one's told even you = 

fabulous New Jersey intellectual BABs-ajacent Jew

[ that impressed them they didnt even know of her perfect free speech lore, even if rather '....The Streisand effect is....']

".... until you have a babe in charge and it can be  the wonkiest one in history alike our Maggie... from whom we all learned, it's not just the blokes!

"equality means the worst of themtoo

" until you have a babe in the hot seat... the world can never ever be free....

"... all babe short lists, or else, SEX STRIKE... 

"only way you will EVER reach emotional/intellectual/ just chilled out, maturity"

" WE AGREE....right first thing when we get back.... "

Two agree with me in a just a couple of days...  that's not meant to even be a possibility

Ahhahhh but .... the opener: " ehhh ....no....  you have arrived in the very worse place in the world..... this whole county.... exactly a copybook even if they never read them... of West Coast wuwu wank insanity.... 

" so are you aware that rather a lot, even my own lass said and she went to two ultra wussy-wokiest universities.... and has MA in human rights - specialising even in her Batcheloress thesis those 'The Butcher' took revenge upon - their writings, them Bossies, back then.... 

"But then could she have understood the  truly devastating tragedy....  that almost worse than all the Greek tragedies put together, ever, no excuse for even Hurting a FLy.... that he got in a far far more hurty mood ...after his daughter shot herself in her head with his gun....to make some point..... rather than speak to him just maybe.... god what a devastating story your BBC hardly even allow....

"anyway... she was working to actually SAVE Gazan kids being shot in the bonce by drones or whatever.... saves brown lasses who come to London as largely economic refugees,  before it's not going so well and far too often making falsies so as to get the benefits... she doesn't judge even if she knows the real truth behind the Guardian headlines.... so often fantasy...

"but even she knew... that the woke, has puashed so many into the arms of The Orangeman....exactly whats also happened hear.... many people have had enough not so much the oligariat...but too much supressing speech....too much  so called gender insanity when the Supreme Court said a blokes a bloke a lass a lass..really rather unianimously.....the councils still wont listen...

" but forget all that it's the Californian wuwu wank - all the voodoo spiritual and all the divine frequency ... that in fact is even more tyrannical totalitarian....  

"even if so often trustifarian, 

funded... and just for CASH....

that means to those populists ballot boxes, they dash

well, that's what my lass ultra PROPPERprogressive perfect classic liberal i think

said....  even shetoo

had enough of vomit inducing wuwu

I said to her if i had Helena's lil' gun to my head and somehow had ended up there

 i would vote the babe... any even that mad Kamala one,  for the above reasoning, 

she said no dad i differ.... if t'were methere

dunno what he'll do on the Middle East, same ole at least

but merely on the freedom to speak..... as the root of all democracy

... for me..... it would have to be hold my nose, and vote big O

" and i still don't know which of us was right.... 

but don't tell anyone that, all we care about is what's NEXT.....

the one obvious solution to your 250 year old lil' problem

really rather tied in, too, with what they preach here

exactly why it's big daddy at the end of the day, or you never get up there....

" so yes nice roof....."

(one doesn't even have to look at 'analytics' - i never do...

 ...to tell that ones readership -  many thousands, are mainly English,  because when one begins to prove - via audios, that one is in the most ultra contented, ultra fit,  strong, centred, peaceful,   bulletproof zen state...  they begin to flow away..... half of them at least no longer come here....  a nation of weirdo sick, self crucifying masochists..... funny that also hopeless.... no imagination, so as to think ... hmm could there be one superb Englishman, father... wiseman..... humble chap playing in the park with his truly perfect seven year old.....  " ehh i am so glad they still say....'whatverrrrrr' she mad eme laugh..."  " yeahhh... she got the habit from me..."  who i am so so glad i decided,  why not nuthin' to lose lets see who he is to have such a truly amazing young lassie....i have enjoyed so listening to her the last half an hour....and her smaller sister as big as they get....astounding!....who could HE be...? )  

Ferkin cynics one and all meanies...i never gave up hope; even if he - yesteraft,  is the only one....

denk niet met je hoofd, maar voel het met je hart

 Now that's interesting, if one deepl's the above, you get exactly what she wrote.... Denk niet met je hoofd, maar voel het met je hart.

Usually translating even French to English via the computer there are so many variants, you may as well  be speaking Double Dutch...

(but what a truly interesting summer or late summer on the wireless 

The Deadliest Book in England 

But  because England is run by ridiculous weird sick Oxbridge nerds, who used to have a 'world' service and PBS in one but they fiddler AND spin " we are making radio wireless four BETTER by restricting the online to only domestic listeners..." the ordinary links don't work any more unless YOU USE VPN if abroad, in a sane country that isn't Britain     - now officially, as i was chatting with at last the WONDERFUL sane Yank couple yesterday  " today it was admitted by even UK bigwigs  -  they never simplify it to simple words like UK borrows FAR more from the 'international' finance markets than Youessay,  so those markets squeeze the UK far more than in your back home....so your double the national debt per person   is in fact equivalent to here.... and anyway it is now admitted that to quote the bigwig ' of all the richer western countries ' - about fifty of them he suggested, ' uk is now at the bottom of the class it is even more broke than Greece... ' 

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m0030cff   )  

Anyway words.... (the Nigerian and i had a wonderful war of them, in ultra peace, as we have done for weeks, so peacefully - the perfect spiritual [if you must] Socratic dialogues....on the 'schemas'....  and then his fellow 'believer' comes along,  and to sit there as their referee for an hour was truly perfect - it summed it ALL up....   my god they were vicious it was a beautiful work of explosive art watching them  utterly going for each others jugular based merely on a definition of what so called 'satan' was up to... beyond hope, or sent down to the party so as to test us in ahiopeful way.... to improve us.... my ohh my thats as good as the Hindus of the Eiffel tower not wanting to talk to female humans.... and France should go on a sex strike until theyve been educated....

all Christianity (As my chronicle will soon show, ALWAYS is sexist at root.... and i have a pet babe  Bishop - 4th ever in UK, first in Wales,  in my gang...or did but i can get her back....

her picture from Wiki AFTER her male bosses had so so stabbed her in the back  her doing her dream job " i was a Corby babe and as soon as he was thrust upon us, would preach JC Corbyn the second comming,  from my pulpit .... at least he may bring your rents down...it was extraordinary even in my then stone age Welsh chapel the congregation DOUBLED Simon...doubled overnight!.... . and they viciously used my spikey thing to stick it up under my cassocks and gouge out my heart....my bosses..."

before they gouged out her insides.... just a year or so before...

 a truly ruddy cheeked outdoorsy babe ...)

Anyway not my gig even if i spent what was it 347.5 hrs counselling her starting 3 years back... " Jo... as you said when we met in the rains that day .... YOU AGREED ...your crappy religion at least says one great thing... 'bear witness'...not revenge not any of that ranty stuff from your 'i am an arsey god, with anger issues' ....just telling the story....   so when are we doing your memoirs its a fab story..Silas brought to life in this century almost...."

and 347 hrs sergeant majoring, even if there's NO point in UK " I WANT YOU TO LIVE..... you too know the evil of the so called hierarchies in Pays Du Galles.... one day you could tell my lass to her face and we both know you never dare mention any sky faeries in MY presence...only interested in good works on this putrid planet....now...so.... WALK...you live ON it - Raynors embezzled Salt Path... babe [ actual wording a fine woman knows when she at least was one] ... WALK... waddle at first ...crawl....  sweat grunt .... whatever it takes to get that body using its OWN not some made up god's immune system to kick the fucker out ..... "

never listened...only moaned

until The Black Swan event..

And we a year ago went to have lunch with her

"Jo you look like your picture before the crucifix was stuck up where the sun don't shine...and twisted gleefully by those jealous bosses.... so as to really ruin your day... 

"now...can we PLEASE work on yer preachin technique....as you're the ONLY one ive ever met who makes me larrfffff....

" a bit of head wobble perraps..... and we need HIS tambourine man.... there's a whole REAl religion in you babe especially tellin me how your 10 billion quid load of conmen USED to have a YAnk ACLU system actually doing GOOD WORKS for the pestilent leppers all the peeps became.... ...."

 skip the crappy bimbo one and get to that for them Angloshpherics...wisdom no good

Anyway there's no hope....NO ENGLISH CAN SPEAK ANY LANGUAGE 

and as for even knowing what  denk niet met je hoofd, maar voel het met je hart

means ion the heart....or if it's the right 'saying'...? hmm to be cont

But then i met the second  Double Dutches, Andrea and hub, who at least spoke one language we both understood - that of wonderful regenerative farming, them and their fifty moo cows...." wetoo know the fifty hectare farm is far better for the beasts..."

 

oops so many bits missed.... yes to hear that so much of British comes from his biblical reworking just so Henry could divorce one babe chop her head off and then marry another really does take the biscuit ...but then also a very good program yesterday on hos so much of so called 'English' is indeed almost exactly, FRENCH...

Or gren ...from grenouille...if you are me and try and make icebreaker funny leg-pulling comments with all peoples everywhere ...who are pretty much the same.... (except most of the English), even if they have been conned otherwise.

I do hope someone sent Tommy and Nige the memo... that may shut em up a tad with their vile immobaitin' nonsense in a land where one can almost only ever have GREAT chats with the immos... as they speak finest lingua franca, ENGLISH.... and ALSO ....say what they mean and mean what they say....  

Ten years of chronicles,  diaries, on the failed quest,  do show....

zeg wat je bedoelt en meen wat je zegt..(sounds actually quite a simple language? hmmm never had truly intimate knowledge of it except one fabulous so kindly and noble,  Amsterdam day...) ... my personal theocracy...

(as it is the ONLY way you can raise children so that they are sane, and the inability to even know that in Britain started eighteen years ago.... and i shall take you back to HIM... the first of the worse culprits, in his Fun House... soon - and he was my semi-adopted  mentoree... tragedy...and if anyone thinks they can either raise or create a kid in UK and be free from the disease he had already caught by then, theyre fruitloops....)

'Double Dutch' you may well think...

but don't until one has at least waffled for a few hours...

Unplanned. And 'got' to where i just know old Babb, didn't.... UNPLANNED. Even if best ever mood due wonderful rather sublime weekend. Unplanned. (more on that later already in the can)

AUDIO (long waffly unplanned) called i forget: what one would say to ANY parent of kids in UK, living, or even yet to be....

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1PfuHoJspWb0C14Ek3L4QXEeM7n1AhwME/view?usp=sharing

And to quote Andrea, One of them  who wanders in to my openplan office, just now as i upload that

asking, as i like to, for otherpeoples turns of phrase,  'sayings' .... 

 denk niet met je hoofd, maar voel het met je hart

ahahhhh....but there is a next video, god her belly laughter was actually REAL!!?? ..i think...no, i know

Nowso, the typos.... agghhh..... but the daft thing is far too many slightly interesting things keep happening.

 ...to sit still for the days that i need to begin to tidy up, what i've no idea is for.... other than to do it.

But it's ending now.... now!

so many interesting little wordings ...except the one you need...

THE fullest resumption of all the left out bits. Today.....nice full battery once more.... even if 'now' doesn't exist.

Poor Mister Toller... and all my stuff even if this has been the skimming along the surface version, for far too long, no toll.  As it's so much fun for ..me. 

add in to the thread one.

 To the mum of, them..... halfies, mongrels,  i assume

' ai ' decided which way round, me saving 1% battery just in case....

"[ west german even if they don't any more define West is best East had least] no... we dont need to . panic

  .... numbers all that matter in any democratic

arrangement.... one outlier,  nutjob result

when sixty million still  vote social democrat

not in any way  anything to stop us TALKING with them, now...too... dont be a hysterical twat"

nowso, maybe that is better, i am only 100% loyal to at least 50% European blood...

 ( in this picture there is real ' tragedy' if married with the as always 100% impromptu

jottin' below)

and this needs that audio " if i had more than an hour with a lovely childborne, Eurobabe ...so softly explaining why.... really to unemigrate.". as is in my audio ' can' can put up in a bit ...

this below is part of it - the other bit woven in.... upon it what ' it' is...not this putrid fantasy unartifact

just as example....

wrong way round

p3

p2 

p1

but dont judge ME

yet

as at last a purest example of how even British babes

in our magyc circle

can be so gorgeously human

and 'get' it...

" here i want to give you a hug...."

" ehhh lass ..your implying  i seem like i may need one.... .. for all you know im down at Plymouth ho

every eve seeking some 'SAFE space' where they sell pay-as-you-go

even if its a contract  version i sought ...

no aversion, to committment, for life

no get out clause,

now.... it .... your 'job' end project

could have two of them....

fine by metoo ..."

god she laughed and i know it was real

unfootweared babes.... ( my 'un' everything, now a poetical response response to Andy Pandys ' un thatch or unMaggie your rotting tin roofs he pledges when he has as much chance of digging up the millionaires hedges never mind fences ...to be cont)

well they know ... you dont need the ridiculous overbearin winter wear

if they do ever need to " kick in the balls"