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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part 1 audio - file 008 is on the economics of why UK is being charged relatively more for international loans than all other Euro countries.
The reasons you will never read in your FT, Keynes Galbraith Varoufakis or Pikkety... never mind at any awful Oxbridge university waste of cash wanky proof
And if you disagree i shall pay you, for this supreme free stock market insider forecast and analysis...just tell me what you are worth but me a coffee wise for your stupidity of believing the above
of reality: bankers are human too. And know inhumanity. and no economic journalists factors in what they know@ our kids are ten times more expensive than them EUs
Part 2 fill in bridge
Part 3 = file 009 why spiritualism should be made a hatecrime, too, based on the stories i know as i did the legal cases....especially one; and if you know any eviler a racket, well i would like to know...
I wouldn't sell her 'diary' of admitting to her spiritual forces how she isn't quite the goddess they tell her every day she was but even a shabby child abuser...
As that wouldn't be moral. But i could get a lot for it especially from her kids who i guess never again saw their dad
ahh yes conwoman mentioned in part 3 or was it one? they all so merge Into sameyness...
would have been spiritually guided to one looks
like this
perraps
looks, LIKE, not is i am sueproof...
they all look the same in their adverts..... " i got 200k too, to manifest your way babe ...into your perfect lil' community...."
especially as i underwhelmed the overwhelm though made her laugh at not even the latest 'womb wrappery' escapades...
escape - retreat, indeed, to wrap em.... so as to save humanity [vomit]
But at least i made her good mind laugh
so ....Tarnovski, a mer half-the-way-ist .... you're in my sights, too....
he only goes part of the way...
and FACT...he does sell very well in the Temple to what he rather half-baked, MissAnne Thropeically lampoons... as my ohh my .....deep down they do do rather a lot of harm...as certain recent lovely lil' peeps have over and over again, proven
And she, their worstoff of all, victim..is so lonely...... i saw her and did feel sorry for what i too could have easily become
had not the solution gone and reared their wonderful lil unknowable heads...
in my lap
when they were the last fix to anything i could have ever dreamed rationalised or imagined...
as no English can ever make any dosh from, what the poor man was brainwashed into needing so much for, needing it for... keeping them all tickety boo grand a pushchair content
no cash in the real version of how they fix you, of or should it be 'from' ....being you
meaning for example last longer vid and i hate taking self vids more than anything but do so merely to prove MArina had nothing ever to say in her awful perfart
At least sometimes something actually creative comes up in my ultraabsurism disorder un arty non art...
And i forget which media things end up in: this, notepads, loads more to do even if the last 'end' scene really was the end... his lil' un has no hope when a prosperous younger hipsterish likely techy dad with so much dosh can't even think that the way he spends more time with his beloved lil' lad is adjusting work 'life' balance which will eckerslike confine his lad one day to the loony bintoo...
or in chats with others or chats into phones for publication here...
all of which is all one big samey blob always the same (the word i told her at the park) what is 'it' and what did it do,.?
andswer a big rock that smothered ALL of humanity but it needs fully describing
on no battery which is hard especially to recall which bits are here and which not YET
Two once ok minds have been sent a recording which is wonderful me chatting witha couple of very smart middle aged Belgians a few days ago, perfect English, who basically never had heard of 'hoarding' disease.... as we attempted to describe reality of UK vs EU...
and how they evolve in that conversation is simp[ly perfect
" no no one we have heard of in EU has it...ohh yes saw it on the tv a documentary....come to think about it it was ONLY British sufferers..."
ergo
as i have decades known
compared to EU UK is so mentally fucked its daft...
(a rough estimate 1:7 or ...times as many totally disabling mental phonomena... in fact in truth thats a serious underest...
and self interest
we need to stay close....err....
as we can't fix 'us' but of course that wont be allowed
those arrogant pricks called English doctors know their Oxford is the best in the world
really...i have known enough Oxford grads and theyre all basket case.... )
but that interview needs the smallest bleep as i never want to offend any one place
(oops written yesterday and the sequence is even more mission critique, critical)
or better in a few months
oops i haven" t even started, all i think about of late heritage
are due to receive a huge bill for years of psych services... hundreds of hours, on tic
(or are in music
and only read one dumbed down 'how to' book)
rendered, on account
so this little number NOT really so much on the dull psychological phenonemon of 'addiction' - it merely vehicle
a semi academic book by the splendid Stanton working for years with the Harlem junkies wrote
words to the affect i forget the exact sentence " all that jabbing, and all their words behaviours even family support.... there's just one cause and effect i just don't GET.... there's something that doesn't make sense..."
I spied at least thirty five years ago. ALL you need to know about the mind, in the Stanton, it cannot be figured and there iks a cultural construct that trumps everything else... and is almost impossible to figure - Stanton a great mind!
Anyway fast forward to drole and usually fairly narcisistic Russ-o-branded disordered everyones chum Lex who is so full of 'aware' shit its daft
But as long as he isn't allowed to but in with his own opinions at least has the top intellectual guests on, sometimes...
97% who are numbties but this one is interesting.
(and the ONE good Lex where rather than a three hour waffle about history nobody understands he begins with " ok so where is psychiatry now... Mister real expert..?"
Mister honest real expert: " no better than a long time ago and in some areas especially PTSD work...we have made it worse for many.[ .. I.E. PRECISD : USA DSM A BIG HARVARD LIE, 99% of psychology a big LIE TOO... actually explained in quite a user friendly way but he could have just said as he SHOULD have .....plus ca change... "as Lewontin wrote in his 1992 or thereabouts Doctrine of DNA its all a load of fey boy arrogant politically cashcorrupted wank... even the science i am HArvard chair, of, too..." [ [ yea that Gwerk expert MS Manifest-a-dental-appointment-and-whatdyerknow-there-it-is.. i had a nightmare about her or at least a funny hallucination that she was human, rather than robot, as i never have even a slightly bad dream ...but god help the trauma patients of that neck of the woods, just back from the front....i do hope they have plenty of patience.. waiting for an actual fix or at least real grown up explanation... ] ."
published by OUP and Princeton UP our mister Scull.. So he's not exactly some Dawkins bimbo even if OUP of course saw how his good looks and Maggie-adjacent 76 message could get their cash registers a pinging
Basically in short sue them all, your shrinks and your children's therapists as they still don't work, and there is that fine line " ehh a shed load of 'cultural construct' in why iot goes wonky.."
BUt the biggest laugh of all even if it was so obvious even 25 years ago as they decided that little bits of data on every bit of the body was going to save your sick minds... "20 billion down the bog..." by the ultimate 'tech bros' while Zucker was still sucking his nanny's thumb
Anyway i have zero education but hustled my way into UK's top - actually TOP psychology undergrad course uni in 1995 ish..
no A levels purely on a few gonzo essays i decided to try and use as my way in when it was 10 applicants for every place and all the other 9 had social work degrees or btex or whatever else... and i was the chosen one..
NO A levels as all sane peeps knew in 1980 all education a construct
you gotta go out there and learn in the job of it
anyway i left as a waste of time when the all female professorialship stood at their lecterns saying with ashram smiles as if Deepak was in the front row waving a cheque for ten million quid as researcgh grant "the future of psych is only biochemical.." meaning pills. Wrong even i could work out in about 96....
Anyway fast forward now or about the last threeish years the great admittance (while the loony lot are blaming the great 'reset' - exactly.... ) its all rather useless as a remedy never mind knowing cause or effect...
But none will even define being fixed
(in a month where NHS lawsuits fpor compo are at record levels)
which is moving on or evolving from ever suing... anyone....ever! a fixed pe3rson does not NEED 'compensation' as they know even a need for that kind of 'justice' is entirely the wrongthink (they have far far less of in the EU as many interviews prove)
unlike liverpool plc with its Hillsboro the lawsuits could pay for a hundred youth clubs - the legal fees that is....
me ... even I could have had a chunky payout summer 2018 for a sure fire false arrest
forget it... remember ONLY the hurt caused to A .N. Other by her being as usual used in others nasty mad psychogames...and try to fix that in time...
but no shorink or even DSM 10 will say that a symptom of continued sickness is needing to sue the whole psych profession for stealing ALL your cash under falsies...
or if you are my age and have spent the last decade on your kids nutjobbery...
YOUVE BEEN HAD hhahh hahhhh....
Ss even i from just a fairly thoughtful 'amateur' interest being no letters after my name, knowing poosych very well by my own intellectual interest ONLY AS I LOVE IT WHEN HUMANS ARE PROVEN WRONG...
which is the opposite of Miss Anne Thropey..its likeing them sometimes and trying to save their gussets from getting in a twist
Now....there's a lot been creatively UNintentionally created of late merely as the mental bounce just gets bouncier despite no reason ever to bounce...as theyre all stuck, lost or prejudge EVERYthing especially me...
i mean in REAl life not via fakebook i never use or whatever their latest iteration of too fearful to write back unmessaging service is...
..and as an ex vocational worker needing PERFECT balance in fact two of three 'callings' my lifetime, errata four, have required exceptional balance, to survive them..
The latter twenty years off and on (big one soon, maybe.... if she ever calls as her texts state) doing the tough no-help rural jobs nobody else ever bothers with, making a profession of which is sad for them as they are the only fun: building log sheds, even nag sheds... the true worker brought up doing it knows its the balance - pivoting from hammering that nail, to cutting off with hacksaw that one that someone left sticking out (especially at illicitgirlsriding - my god whoever built her last fences long ago, had a deathwish - hers, as must she have as she had left long nails sticking out, prone, that could tear woman or horsieflesh so easily.. this is the real heritage of the land they all go around cooing 'what lovely heritage' about - i do jhave the photographic evidence, over 20 years its been my hobbuy and no real time til now to start to doll out merely for artistic purposes .... )
no assistance, a fence to rebuild so much easier and logistically effiocient if there is someone just to hold the rails....
fatchance....so you have to adapt, or starve...and the bodily 'flow' from leaning that way to hold that rail in place, and flow the other to grab the hammer if it was YOUR fault not to have had hammer in place before grabbing the rail and lifting into place...
the dance.
The one 'pure' dance.... pivoting here, twisting there and no you can't twist too fast so as you hurt a disc... never ever having injured onsesself whist NEVER wearing silly workman boots - usually sandals all summer.... knowing always where any possible danger from the upointy old nail to the hammer head not secured adequately as the last fixer of it ..failed...
Is the only way you get through the day...a true 'land' artiste... which is ten times more arty farty dance than any so called dance artiste
Anyway with such perfect bodily awareness integrity balance and all their made up workshopping words..
I know EXACTLY how straight and level i hole my lil' underclass piece of crap when i take a photo in 'portrait'.
But the stupidest 'upgrade' in the whole of human history that has branded itself 'intelligent' is so random...
god help us even if npo one has answered them for about five years, when the soundrels figure how to set it on email marketing
Which is the real evil of 'AI' none of the nouvea wankeratti of the podcasterati can even remember as an 'issue' - it was only a decade or ish ago when email became so overwhelmed by every scoundrel ever invented by normal means, hacking in even to the DWP computer quite obviously as i was only registered for tax credit (not a 'benefit' merely a Tony Blair top up for the bottom third of even workers in rip off Britain where the wanky 'campaigners' on housing cannot even tell you: "singapore THE most free of free capital flowy markets in the world..realised fourty years ago that housing cannot be free flowing as a market or you end up like Britain of the 21st c and have an actually stalinist housing ecosystem where its very hard to rent the spare bedroom even to your own longterm girlfriend..." and Tony daren't reduce the absurdist UK property market as he was scared of change, so added a bung to the rent p;ayers that way ..)
and kept my number and phone entirely sterile except for that one necessity but whadyerknow hackyspam calls started even then...and as for email, that was almost murdered 15 years ago...
so when 'AI' is set loose marketing its way into intelligent hyperspace you aint got a hope in hell that it wont win all arms races forever more even finding its way in to your various messaging apps, clearly nobody reads any more...
But i began my own patent sneaky way of getting things at least browsed a long time ago....
I wonder if it will work one last time... i doubt it as of course the real prob i didn't understand until meeting so many is that these smiley such goody goody ashramish blokes - the ones who bob around all enlightened and sat in yoga positions... and you just know they have a largeish library of self help books on how to multi level market without ever even hinting thats what they're up to...
Don't pass on even a letter to their sister.....and as for any attempt to email a cultural organisation or troupe of artists... and some bloke may be on email duty that day. (and this was fair dinkum apparent even 20 years ago a rare necessity to 'communicate' to some very small MArches festival or the like..) there is no way any of these blokes - all to a one ashram smiley, and every word they market is 'community' is ever going to make sure an e,mail received by a bloke is forwarded to one of his... tribe of girlies even about her so important and possibly emotionally essential, lost property...
Anyway now it clearly is on their 'psychadelic' therapies that Sam Harris and even the cool younger Brits of psychology (soon you will realise ALL that is fake - incontrovertible evidence in essays half writ soon up here) and i am sure DAvid Fuller a pretend once channel 4 journalist, turned guru.... yes the mush is must have as cure for all ...
anyway i shall return to that at length however its halucinating or on tghe mush "microdosing" (this is the ultimate in wombwrap language they all MUST tell you immediately how they do just that every day to so sail through the day with the most manifestly supreme finest minds and mindfullness...and if i hear it one more time in fact i doubt its arrestable to projectile vomit on their smock so keep that in mind!) itself and cant decide whether or not to fiddle with my way up...
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FIRST page of is it seven
this video IRRELEVENT as i have ten years of TEN times better finger pointy vids ALWAYS nongeolocated and as campuflaged as possible as there's no point pointing out ANY baddie, ALL AND EVERY 'green' too scaredy cat to go and ask if we could help by removing the plastic strewn around their lands... very very often far moreso than ZAc or any greenist or tourist brochure about Brecon Beacons NAtional park would suggest (thats where i have the best photostudies all arty farty )
(even this one i didnt realise had to be CENSORED)
But over complicated by so many who haven't taken the time to BE
I mean being.... in her hayfield with her - the truest beaut of them all, my lil' friend....
As 'elder' to her half the summer as she, errata we, eldered her nag policy
for the next generation....
And of course ... You have to imagine the truly sweetest humblest lil' non-competitionist, fine mum of the next gen.... (proof is evident) " course its not about taking 'part' ..its about WINNING... that nagcup...well... who knows..... maybe once..."
But then as soon as you even utter a hint to the flouceratti.... JUST FOR FUN
there may be some competitive element
I mean one is hardly, anywhere.... other than in the endless Stepford infested Truman shows her latest handbag...
or whatever....
very very optix, ally....
One gets ones head bitten off via that Praying Mantis just about to gobble, look....
Anyway not one so sadly has ever heard of whom its STILL all about
Being a proper intellectual (that should get rid of all my English storkers mere margarine compared to Euro butter)
Even if 'letting go' courses - or at least cheatseheets
pledged to, and a pledge is a promise writ in blood
Anyway yes so just writing one paragraph on the following i knew i never could do as I knew it wasnt the prob
But bit by itzy...
You know, still its all there ever was....
This human "autonomy" - and i don't ever claim false goddess, nope she defo is IT
whatsername Muzz Moore....
ok member her by the first attempt he had one.
Ohh she SURE has earned her two...
even if five hundred odd years a bit late
this 'autonomy' business... (theres already something a day or so in drafts i guess needs the polite version, so as to end your psycho version)
Thing is 'letting go' is very much also
seventeen years ago i knew as we all did for decades
that nobody officially 'religious' is any good for nowt
But just un 'intentionally' - ferk the latest colonised word for especially 'womb belts' I skit not
allowing a few audience...of them religious ones.
But as one develops a kind of confidence ascending their ladder
KNowing each time thay cant be any badder
(than Father Richard HAy on Wye....
fair dinkum he didnt hide his cynicism and apathy
and loads of fags over a not enough coffee
exactly what the English love of course, someone who merely is
no good to man nor dog, dressed up as a sexy svelte man of god
parading his lil' boy habit around the town
him in long dark lord, ankle length gown)
Anyway forget him the irrelevance even if nationally famous
international i would bet all they all ever wanted
some lil' radio interview on their mantle piece
ideally saying nothing
Ascending up the ladder of the religiously adroit and even having some preachy power
EG even the economics manager of the Horrorforsire VERY wealthy 'Mormon'
carpark hundreds of thousands i bet that cost
glistening new black tarmac the propper job kind
Main 'friend' some years.
But its many of them deep down,
below trendy emoltionless M+S jeans
or even Richard's long gown...
Its quite extraordibnary
Not one can ever ever preach simple utilitarian words such as 'collective' or 'the common good'
Long ago that i understood
Yet the real issue is.... if you do let them speak as for years i did
The more 'educated' those with pulpit power
more likely went to the same poshschool as the one above
Who signs the cheques in Lambeth or even Rome...
They all have this sort of new age (defo upsy downsy disorder) hunky Giles Fraser style... that ' hes a working class man of the peeps, dog collar nothing spikey about him...
would be great bloke to go an ave aint with or even share a bot of gin...'
But if you listen, over time...and i gave them all the time in the world
wasting mine
Its quite extraordinary that most
eventually reveal within them, not even her ghost
but her rather holey philosophy,
that anyone who has a realistic understanding of ....
say the Yugoslav warring insanity
of 93 or about them times....
there is human 'autonomy'
which is almost the exact opposite or at least evil twin to Ayn Rand's,
even more .... upsy downsy is not even adequate
a notion to describe what in the real word is perversion
sadly, as 'twould have been ideal if we could
float or fight to that top,
based on her fallacious concoction
that the best bits are always creamy
just like the eponymous cappuccino, classless
load of froth,
so perfectly described by the so called original (wrong!) Queen of the goth
self determinism so as to pursue ones OWN 'happiness' as a divining
right way of living....
is simply wrong....
I was the king of that in my twenties even if undercover
And didcovered - by purest accident, it all to be the very exact opposite
Steve Bannon, his pet and copyist the sad lil' Cummings,
All stated disciples, but the discipleship
thats kind of surprised even me, is those who quote the bible
a metoo gun strapped to their very very 'self' deterministic hip
that really really is so perverted, now
there's no 'end times' but certainly a long tail
to Ayn's so tragic selfish wail!
And the amount of religious bigwigs that even if figuratively
have a copy of her Fountainhead
as baptismal break reading matter
....to be cont
but not one will even listen to " hmmm... that opinion of yours, on social policy...is really rather a lot more Ayn adjacent than.... well, i thought your so called good book, was about whats good for all of humanity...
here and now on this earth before up escalator time..."
But it isn't straight communism
That leads far too many to some or other prison
But i do find it endlessly stimulatin'
How they never ever try and ponder what are the real walls here and now
that stop others from joining in with their ....
even if they never admit it, so shabby Ayn Randian I'm alright Jack
Merely hark back to a made up history
That can be so perfectly plotted to one bloke Mister rewrite it in my words
Tyndale, who clearly was merely guessing
before losing his head to the head honcho
who wanted to use it for his own bedroom hijinks
and claim his words as his own,
or the next one on the throne
Without any effort at any form of better rewrite
based on the reality of humanity
That's almost the exact opposite of her inconsistency
with any obvious truth
But just how many of those top churchy biggerwigs
you know and can prove, really are infected by the alrightJack
version, well.. Orwell gave us a farm full of pigs
A failed .... I'm bored of knowing for far too long
But here is one of many examples, at some point soon i shall attempt to getting to....
So, as sermonette the eve before last (thats a word according to the ONLY interference i allow - all apps turned off al auto-anything told to fuck off and die, but i allow the redline spell checker to remain but its SO intermittent its daft some days is there some not even if a google 'product') "twenty twenty it was utterly hilarious, loving the great slow down... and seeing NO 'spiritual' sermonetter had ANYthing to say they were all hiding behind their sofas i guess still even that twenty twenty time-off, winter... no great 'spiritual' grift until the spiritual grifters of the HAy region (firstly, Presteigne following six months later) had had time for the pandemic of self pity ("pity us in our newbought house in the Clyro wilds all necessarily locked down so no bug for miles can get in and even give the nippers a sniffle...[ when twas known no nippers get that sniffle]...." as we are rich enough to not have any neighbours etc) until about six months on they are so bored of their own company (and their 'tribe' they still sneaked in for purposes of illegal crowdfunding grifts eg poor Dot - chief tribal elder even if they all deny their age.... and her 'charity' song that needed 5 grand raised.... funny that no charity number or purpose mentioned in her crowdfunder write up... just a title "Charity Song Breathe for all the sufferers... needs 5 grand to be rerecorded professionally etc"
Anyway they the others... ehh maybe even Richard Bach, not the shabbiest sybarites ever who came to the Wye region, may have had something interesting to say.... just along the great Fromm title To Have or to be....
Nope..i searched and cross reffered and meandered around their swamps of being so self pitiful most didnt even bother with the crowdfund grift...
Until Deepak popped his head up
with actual space cadet next to him his grifter smiley babe in space costume at his 'consul' where he was in his space office fielding quiestions online
I just pissed in my pants with the hilarity of it..... seems he got a bit of a bad rep later on for being a tad Love island or whatever that irrelevance is called
Anyway as the 'FOLLOWERS' basically started to copy him by summer 21 no cleaning lady jobs left so lets at last get that 'spiritual' career going...
... as always stated these so dodgy blokes STARTED it all..... even if the Foxy sisters really did way back then...
Anyway 'letting go' is quite likely appearing so absurdistly Miss oh Jenny go and do the housework, I'm too busy trying to out-smart Deepak...
BY actually 'loving the sisterhood being so in despair at seeing how it became 99% smiley online babes selling the worst 'spirituality' ever trying to outdo dodgy Deepak....
And they continue....
And it gets even worse....
And then rarely able to recall my own superb copyrighted lines such as as we knew Holford started or at least industrialised, the supplements con decades back... using the posh ex private schoolgirls bored and meaningless lives around his Institute of Optimum Nutrition i had such a fun evening parked up with one of his 'students' last time i ventured South east for any fun...
At least she was honest about her meaningless and her husbands and her dodgy daddy's... poor thing
And put her 'frustration' into something best fun ever
Anyway i probably seem like the Olympic Gold medalist of Miss oh Jenny....
And 'letting go' is i couldnt care less as i havent started the real shit yet even if three years ago..lonely for her (seeming sanity) ... i had to meander elsewhere...
I had NO idea... and began to research.. just a little Georgie boy... conversation... taking interest in the 'political' on the streets of Penzance or Foulmouth....
All of them so so fake ' Ciizen Smith' - at least wolfie (i seem to recall) could laugh at himself a bit...
But every single one spoken with...EVERY single one of the pretend plebclass as all they go to sleep dreaming of is mum dying they havent bothered seeing for years back in Manchester or wherever and inheriting the bit of cash she hasnt yet drunk away..
All of whom adopted the fake uniform of these fakes
yea thats about right two and a half billion fake fans...
ALL of who moved to the swest like locusts to buy up the last of any 'vintage' clobber.... and resell it later on to....
drum ROLL...
sell on to pay for their.... "CBD"
poor me poor lil thick 'yokel i am had NO idea that the WHOLE of the Swest sees this as THE cure remedy answer to ALL their ills....
ALL... every other sentence is about their 'oils'... and magical properties blahh blahh yabber yabber...
And who - almost to a man, has the CBD shops and preaches it as top enlightened VENDOR, oops they dont sell it they 'share' it from their shops....preacher....
almost only
THE MEN
as i ascertained three years ago and haven't even got around to putting up the interviews photos utterly harpooning the,m....so as to make MYself seem nice and very very mannist being as they are the vilest snake oil sellers ever as my my their whole con is a cult! religion followed buy all the 'vintage' lot and almost everyone else ...bet they even hooked the local coppers onnit..
As i should...as its the 'higher authority' truth and i aint frightened of their mafia ....
as all i ever wanted to do was find a way of getting her to safer mafia lands...
such as even serbia
But letting go, is needing NOTHING...not even needing my thousands of readers to know that all i care about is equality for my lass's gen...
and i know i live it. Only... and want that lot of MALE manipulators (even if i bet the female CBD sellers are plotting their overthrow) put in a cage with the seals, and not the nice natural kind who are dying of CBD oil in the piss that pollute the seas..
The Navy ones...and make sure they're having a bad day and deprived of their steroids or amphetamines i bet theyre pumped full of so as to stay up all night, pumping bullets into Afghan babes and their babes..
oops maybe errata thats the Brits innit...
Bet theyve got a contract for the CBDs
to 'therapise' em once theyve also pumped themselves full of PTSD
and realise that ....ehh Melanie
Aint got the dure either....
for wjhat even Deer Hunter taught us
HUMAN AUTONOMY
" mum...cunt.... why did you scare off dad with false allegations just to keep the benefit dosh....?!?... maybe HE would have manned up and told me.. i mean it was on the telly enough even late seventies... if i go to war, unnecessarily....ehh i will end up playing russian roulette just to dull the pain of what i may see...!..or why didnt YOU tell me...... surely thats what you were meant to be .... MY PROTECTOR and elder... and guide.....fuckin facilitator rather than facile tittilator lost in the latest advertorial leaflet for soundbowl therapy.... for your sick stupid empty space - 'universe', between your deaf ears, where humans once had brains "
which of course, the most superb mind i have met for decades...Mister Mongrel 'Maverick' Ali.... couldnt remember his job, too..... guide his own
But nothing better than at least ONE reliable gay buddy
who's lil' hole one has a reliable rendez-vous with soon...
And a long session of sticking my plugs in - if things go to unpanned plan, a week... and QUIET!
Even if the quietest most splendid summer for years, an even quieter autumn - without any doubt it is that true quiet that's one of many cures to the "overwhelm" which is merely A. not having a crusade even if a lil' sneaky one nobody knows about until you've done it... on the quiet, and B. all those frenetic angsty things of all of modern life like just the traffic hum most of their pestilent peninsula....even if one can find true quiet as i am expert at....
Anyway..... even if the dullest word in the world, ALL the 'beautiful people' or sybarite class or seekers of plenishy abundance (ohh we have a whole new level ofg it recently discovered to giggle at! - god i need that one she was good on just how impure poor Jacqueline's nonsense is) are made ill by, politics.
And of course there is no mileage
in pointing the vuuduu stick (ahh what am i to do with hers, 'borrowed', 'stave'?) at merely their wobbly and splintered 'new age'
As one realises that mass formation psychosis has been around far longer than the fine Belgian Desmett got famous for twenty twenty
Nope... the interviews.
So many -one a week or so back put up here with the fine German van couple, i am so dilligent i so quickly moved on to the next snippet for my meanest ever readers, i cant remember exactly which post it was and to make my job harder i give obtuse arsey titles to them, just for fun
Anyway there is the next one soon - with the Belgian woman upon a 'Tor' a week back, just her and I passing the time of a lovely day where nobody else had bothered getting some exercise and landlopeing up there...her a proper naturalist. With her equipment. " "we come to enjoy the wildlife up here... "
" ehh well i spend a lot of time up here...i made great wildlife film of an interesting cuckoo a few months ago while reading great lil' books in parallel what a glorious summer i aline had... but i dont see much else..."
" yes we are very disappointed he has his bigjob out over there look... he's scanning the horizon down in the wooded valley... doesnt see much..
" maybe we should have listened to our TV news, and saved the absurdly greedy cost of overnights here.... as its often stated that Britin is the most nature depleted country in the EU... "
" so if you would like to know why.... even if of course it's everyone lost to voodoo sticks and stupid equinox bullshit gatherations rather than gather to actually DO summit real...like put the Green 'politicians' in the duckingstool ...and transport it to the local sewerage plant overflows, which are never the problem theyre all latterly fixated upon as an EASY target, when its the MIDlands shit that is and that is all above the town-line and there are no municiplan sewers up hereabouts so its the domestics that Fergal fails to mention, the problem....
" yes but the REAL problem is the faecal brain butterfly disorder OF the 'green' politician class.... there being well over thirty years ago a splendid push, to put in 'margin;s - do you know that word, just leaving UNtilled areas around the edges of fields where rthe butterflies and bees can sort of be left alone...
"great policy... encouraged with some minor financial incentives... whats interesting is that places like Norfolk which are shithole factory farmed regions and 'yields' of thousands of Euros per acre so the margin is a considerable sacrafice, they did manage to jimmy them in..
"whereas my whole lasterregion - fifty thousand square km i would roam by foot or on my old bike, this region too - and these regions are where the 'GREEN' politicos and Guardian Readers came to live,....
"one never sees a margin for years....
" and the faecalbrained 'greens' - hobbyisys to make them look good in their semi retrirements or as they become fake boho laptiop class, cannot even remember one small word to chant on repeat as mantra time and again which is all politics is, just repeat the same message and find maybe more palatable ways...of FUN ways...
" can we have those MARGINS please.....
"nope.... every single one a narcissistic mad person who wants to recreate the wheel their way... their 'grassroots' to their new age formula and every single one brainwashed to chant "we are grassroots"
when we never got the wildgrass-roots that the margins schemes splendidly promised thoirty years ago...
as they fuckerbyed off to the next thing to make them seem Messiah, and have their turn on radio 4 - hilarious as they moved in to the Wye region every single one said they wanted NOTHING... and were a private person, but one by one over two decades i noticed eventually they would all get their turn, preaching their messiah creds on wireless four as if thats all they ever wanted.... and then never following through with any sustained action....
before ever even ensuring that one great splendid sane solution of margins actually ever got DOne... abd carried ON being DOne which is all politics is....very very boring
No thats far too easy for the Mass selfsacraficial class disorder they clearly want as thats what they have....
(funny also.... if you listen to the Godslot this morn.... Prayer for Today... how Christianity emphasises 'there is a time to hate' .... as if it is a normal thing.... really... thats exactly what the whole of the splendid new enlightenment of the 'counter culture' especially as it revved up in to the early 80s, was meant to have dealt with once and for all.... )
Now... 'heritage' needs to be rebranbded, soon
And so much in the shitpipe-line .. that could stay in my private sewerage collection systems, forever as i know how to ensure they never ever even cause a bad smell for me...
But how wonderfiul he - chief regional sexyguy, slight rantyvoice ...retired... has time... hetoo knows that they have no hope...
saving the environment he is sort of pledged to...
but yes just that one small fabulous change thirty years ago even longer ... they cannot even ever remember just keeping to one sane change-making policy was a great start...
And thus they all caused your 'End Times'...
One has noticed they seem to all be very much into of late
Me i want to live as well decades longer so i aint avvin that!
As said to the in fact ok very middle class oops upper, chap yesters... " i loved your rant on using the human po on the land"
But what is the reality?
I am so glad to have explored three fabulous but dull years: thirty years ago the owers that be put in ' set aside' or 15 ish metre strips around an arable field left tor the birds and bees.
It sort of worked....
Was legally or economically wedged in over time in some regions But organisations like NFU would be sulky and " ehhh up don't like idea of this its an attack on the farmer"
And what do we have thirty years on on Farmin Today today the NFU babe begging for the bug strips
" butterfly strips" or whatever new jargon
to be paid for by the new ' scheme' or whatever the lanyardef office workers in charge want to whoop whoop this decade ..
but i didn't understand.....gow utterly butterfly brain the Lowland bossclass could be
til i came to till their dead land..... and adventured into discovering and exploring how uts ten times worse - their lack of any consistency or overwhelm i guess than could have ever been guessed
Itoo just want to travel..a bit
But am so lucky to have the real " Orwellian'' version in my chronicles.
thats got nothing to do with the bossclass
who do not " divide" the plebclass . as the middle class by default demand they are ( ohh pity us poor divided ones)
bossclass are too scaredy cat to even parent their own kids ! (him yest)
never mind divide their diary into bits where they meet up with their plebclass landworker as they say they will
This sceptic aisle ruled by ' class' but so classless a bossclass they couldn't organise a butterfly extermination brigade
if they had a Harvard playbook on it, on earworm
Its just the people swarming
..... global warming, caused by the effect of never ever following
through anything, we knew thirty years ago
as i knew 30 years ago
vut the utter word salad inedible with their slippery showoff chopsticks of everything...
i really do get when i didnt
." assisting" the peeps cant possibly be done...til they face up to their actual reality
Not the false one they swarm around so day after day
but rahh rahh my email gets through their spam filters (of course most of the cult members of the Swest and back in the old country really don't like helpful VERY gentle hometruths - only for their real benefit, and for years i bet half of them spam-bin you....)
*
Never mind it being so wonderful to have a double-mammouth with a woman who nearly got lost to them - though i doubt it she seemed a great mind, so she needs to use it, too....
In agreement " most of it... [ ireckon at least 75% of Swestershire] is a lightweight for of cultiness...from Oracle...to NAria.... to wombyoga...and not forgetting womb hand knitted wrappery.... to what REALLY matters, real 'mindfulness' for the now OFFICALLY 25% of under 24s who really have been driven mad-sick by their mums jostix and crystals sprinkled on their cornflakes which is an OBVIOUS gonzo-skit upon all this 'if we manifest it it will come true' utter pestilence that is EVERYwhere.... and fails and does so much damage as is apparent in theior poor children who have no idea what on earth one should make of....simply maturing through the various deathcamps, be they in Jonestown, or the local builder who says he will take them on tomorrow as apprentice ... and then never answers their texts saying "what time do you want me to start today.."
As even happened to me... this spring - but as i told her i ADORE every madness as theres a certain kind of energy-bounce you get as long as you never take it to heart...indeed sadly know that BPD is far far more prevelent than even Meghan Daum's intellectual woman academic mate suggested..
And (upcoming - good ll time on all tghis big upload later fro on hos so much of psych is PART of the problem and now we rea what they sowed... so stupidly, as even i worked out 30 years ago and i am thick)...
It won't get better until someone remedies all the sick-making remedies they're all so so so fanatically stuck at....at
meaning take them and figure how to then make them and make a pot
which is little more than a good old fashioned Ponzi scheme ....but nobody will ever say - all that needs saying
But artfully and gracefully as the stick never worked...
Only the funnies, did.... (And she laughed as we got to the very roots of the whole great big... cult-lite of so much of it, all...)
Right full time on this all, between long walks...big upload later
made before.
On what really is the unculty way to have smiley eyes....despite them...no money needed .... nor ANY 'hope'
* - bet she's hiding in the jungle! ... thing is one thing i know for sure is fixing a spiritual zealot...(especially now the 'middle class' are getting so so many ADHD / autism disability payments as theyre cleverer at that grift, too...officially so says the new data.....
.... is almost impossible as they have SO much free time to just KNOW that Mister Eisentein (made my last apprentice actually have a fuseblow when i sat her down to watch him so as to KNOW THE ENEMY - of our childrens' generation...
... it was very funny but serious.... he could have sent her over the cliff he is so good...at the grift
and her Oracleship, are perfect beings and i bet like all voodoo nutjobs he was so useless at his job he dint quite get all his fellow travellers on the loony plane to nowhere and there may well be a few left!
Full references and credits later. I still have some from 2 years ago to fill in...i know exactly what bits are missing and....why....
MAIN reference Houellebecq wrote Atomised about the new culty lot - so superbly, quite a few years ago....and clearly nobody read it but me
And he was right. Except the cu;lt-lite version is in fact far more insidious - they dont do mass self-Dead-Parroting, they subtly live on to spread it all over ....and they even kindof i guess, got...her...
so, so-seemingly but never seemingly, havin' even more time wasted by them arties...
Shame, they'll miss the parties....
oops i was in 'heritage' ... but i didn't quite have the key to that hairy old chestnut.
I do....now....
But there's a queue... there's a .....no NOT YET!
Time, sequence, kairos (all of Eccles trois in one word)
But as PAulo said
(has that stupid AI 'awakened' up 'nuf ferk yet to answer a simple question: when you've actually read some good books, cunt...like my five already part written all online, and scattered to the winds like their Mossy Crows.... [ain't finished with them yet, can be 'named' as they take public dosh..] maybe you'll have figured by now what was the only great thing Mister Neruda said..?
" ehh 'thinking' [alone that should be banned as word it supposedly uses, fakes...] “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”"
"nope cunt.... shut the fuckup I mean Mister Lake got ten times further with his ' i'll write i love you on the slate' they're dark and look even darker counterpoised against white love letters scrawled in chalk......
" anyway in a NON gendered way - utterly universal, with his nowadays bowdlerised outtaken 'divine and universal whore' you can't get more lovesong than that....
"anyway i wasn't askin' about 'love', them frogs know you just do it and don't overthink it..... indeed hardly ever speak of it just do it.....
" i mean Isabelle.... The Hup....she 'let go' seemingly all the way in her magnificent Elle...and at almost seventy a divinely universal divinely desirable one....not for sale. right one last try and you'rte sacked even if you know something about this one identity.... it doesn't use you other than to quicken things i already know and get quotes out for the meanest travelogue readers in history....to put here"
"AI Overview
There is no widely recognized historical or literary record of a famous person saying, 'A conversation does not begin until we have been speaking an hour.' "
" god you are thick.... go and toss yesrself into their polluted seas tossin' off to their Oracle Lass..... because even i - so many distractions by the times wasters a decade or longer you silly bit of silicone.... know that it was the wisest thing almost anyone ever said.... and 99.9% of them so busy bods these parts...really hate me quoting it to them, nicely...like, all politely.... if i ever did want one to run away crying, that's how you cause that effect..... well' if you said it angrily.... as if an accusation.. they all assume ! in their tyrannical overwhelm of... [i mustn't pinch her words as they are hers and she MUST start to spit em out....and i know how...] ......"
So, was a 'mammoth' defined as a bout three hours those evenings three and a half years ago....of course it was and i recall every second....as one should to honour any fine mind.
But a double mammoth, and that one for certain the gift that should be shared with all them other Stuckerites.... as phase one.
Of what long long was always the 'plan'. But it takes two to tango... especially as no one wants to look at a bloke all twirl any more... and fair dinkum i ain't got no chip.... efficiency, even if we must 'empathy' requires one uses the most efficient tool at hand.... As one thing i do know for sure, absolutely nobody else even starts with the facts: at least 99% bloody stuck...
Now... a real America living Eckeart now whom should be tied up to that Oracle babe and made to paddle by the sewer outflow
At Portloe...
As at least one knows....all of them a 'distraction' from even " along to the next council planning meeting if we care we must go"
Agghhhhh having been so wonderfully distracted from closing time - at my best placed free afternoon socket, no time to even part yesterwrite it...up any of it
... never mind still the old batteries work in the Boostaroo as in a life of nothing ever, nowhere.... too damn much happens, to even remember to order some new....
And on it goes..... as only one Yank can sum up this 'moment' a goodun....
Ok it's so simple...as i said, rather too often .....
"TWENNY FUCKIN YEARS..ive been searching for a good example.... a role model [ the tears are actually wellin' up..] just one sane non spastic[which im allowed to say as my muvva such a one of them i mustv been about a ranty working class moan away from her gobbling a bottle of the thalidomide if she could stop weeping long enough to dial the doctors number..] unreatarded truly LET go voice.... it was impossible...
"them Oracles ate the thalidomide so long ago and their whole pointy finger they never point but their whole gig is a stuck up one - into only your bank app prodding for ANY password, that may con their way in ..... that's so amateur it of course don't work.....
" and the one place you never ever look and usually turn off the moment one hears one of them.... from the land of germophobes"
So there i am to spite my thousands of user reader/browsers.... just cos i can.... proving no matter how mean and uneducable every single ones who ain't a botizzz.... a rfare up at 2am so as to load a bigjob...
saves battery-time when the rest of em are in bed....
and on comes.... germophobe.tv is taking over,
poor old CNN and whater is the latest bourgeoisconstruuct
Mon-o-tv.... (if she knew what TRUST that is i never told anyone that one before)
I mean who would know this sublimest twenty first century
could provide such divinest comedy
(they'll all be saying "in times like these"
at their death bed, in Buddahland
her handing her camera to their 'high preist'
"pretty please... just one, its a point and press
of the two of us, her painted on ashram smile,
her last facial twitch, as serene as her jostic smellin' dress.."
" sorry cannot do, , i cant touch what a woman, has..." )
When the Germo-in-Chief a while pestilent neurotic infantilised no real-men
so called nation, haven't even part matched the tonnage over Laos
nor tried to silence the North Korean Mouse..
(anyone finding their way there even later eighties saw the lift signage
even more neuro-controlly,
than the compulsory Swerstern 'new age'
womb-wrappery)
Anyway with not as much battery as planned
Even to go back, yest and fix a few typos or broken links
Never mind start to write up - NONgeolocationarily, as all i ever do is universally,
meander among the swamps...
Of the stuck, almost entirely,
not the case speaking with fine Europeans
Anyway sat down yesteraft
notebook out quick few sentences already scrawled
just about to try and distill into about one paragraph maybe two
All you ever need to know, on why 'let go'
One smallest thing, simplified, true fact
One 'moment' even if one of so many times
Sundayaft, knowing that there's simply no way i can keep to plan A
yet another day
wasted, so as to just about maintain the status quo
only for my meanie travelogue readers dont you know
And another cliff edge (the non-adrenalin variety - the slow burn slow trundle towards it, only way is down)
And one smallest reprieve of half a day
pay
Here's the thing now i can communicate
even if humanity, i reckon it's too late
unless someone else can launch an anti-germophobe
probe and get into their shortened curcuits...
But i still hestitate
On just one para, pon what is only ever impossible
non 'rapturous', non mania, un'energy' ferkin zenny
'fate', happenstance
All words as screechy as an unoiled gate
It is a mx of yes 'flow' but loadsa bounce, there we go
just there we go.....
when you for sure, know
youtoo stuck....
dont really give a fuck
but it's boring not to be able to finish the job
.....and then along comes some sweet smellin' olive oil
(later in the day)
and smiles, your way...
In fact allegory: merely
those blackberries a few weeks thister aug
a few weeks earlier than any usual Aug
Especially as almost all them hillocks just for me
the rest too pantin' to even find their compulsory sunhats
or brolly...
what an unkown-before explosion
of all of nature, that ever was, even here
no need to jetset to mangoland, or off to some other Tangerines... (that film still the best)
pure..a real one Oracle would only dream of, satisfied, contented bounce
you can only have that once!
WRONG....! you never can know what you can have, even this later stage
(poor Esther i suspect her late stage rage, is rather staged...i did write in ;ast week and offer, yes, to drive)
Anyway.... now.... up a few hours when all the rest were asleep...
Only in fact cos ... there's facile tittilators...
(as discovered this most splendid almost best ever, certainly best ever word-salad, summer - no work, what a bummer, do something else instead)
and just a rare maybe one day facilitator
guide...."sharer"
Not that anyone ever has the guts to follow on....
But the meaning of life is always act as if the 100% obvious next stage will be
mutually
so there you are up at two.... loading a three gigger
just for you....
and now ive never heard the word Zamosc in public, any platform
That one i shall have to come back to.
Too much to do.
Even if that one made me really really hearfelt, something...
Never mind at last even if a bit sourpuss a sanest Pole
Anyway lets go back to that simply now second best one ever
(oops havent finished yet silly rockstar part two... ahh it'll spoil the flow if i miss it out ... leading up to her opposite...but there you go the maybe-fairies they know whats what, in ones sick mind, the exact travelogue sequence often written half the day
for no other reason that not only i can, but like to, ive no idea what it may or may not do for you)
Anyway even if i was certainly too young, nevertheless seven or eight years later, maybe 1983
Yeahh all those arty farty punks well fine and all successfully revolutionary
And all those PURE folkie girls my main Hammy Odeon fayre
chief amongstresses Them Roches and Empres Baez' flowery dress...
But what's the honest truth, of all of it
Never mind of dozens briefly or not so briefly met
And NEVER EVER sought, just tolerated, and always ignored
Every single musician a vile egomaniac and the thing thats worse,
think they are educated, having read a few bad books, in the tour bus
Bet theyre still on yesterdays now utterly descridited last years physics
Except one.... just a few weeks before he died....
(The Mong, who couldnt hide)
THE only ever musical GENTLEMAN, and mind...
Now....back then i wouldnt have known Gary Moore
if he had chucked up his chips all over my bedroom door
and knew never ever even watch MTV
never mind any music documentary
(my ex schoolchums all Gazza he's the only one and all that claptrap
of superfan aficionado.. they sold out to deliveroo avacado
i bettoo)
all that matters is the life force and authenticity
at any one point in the universal uncertainty
But one thing you do know for one hundred percent sure
is some germophobe hairdresser addict
flouncin HERE from that safely several thousand mile away
even more polluted shore...
Sorry, NO WAY.... not ever, how dare
he think he could ever equal that Mister Moore
fuck off and flounce to Freebird land
And take back home those overmedicated locks
Every single element of their performative element
over cooked, thought, and never any real flow
So off to Hammy a few of us go...
About fifteen or twenty seats back from front row
Indeed i guess accidentally, where the sound was best
In short once and once only was any yank
out of his depth, unrehearsable, the homecrowd
will surely have sank - drowned in his hairspray
and the crowd all at bay
imposter sindrome.....
fuck off back home.....
Until, every single sweaty young bloke
Never mind, whoever they may have pretended was along for a...
afterwards wandered out of there, Odeon....
" he did it... he made it, he made the whole damn show
Scott and his new axe, perfect transnational harmony
... but i wonder how many cans it took to keep it just quite so perfect flouncey 'flow'...
hahh hahhh... funny old world there we go
Now..it is impossible a yank could truly let go
un-germo-phobialy.....
But at about quarter to 3..
she even said
" ehhh ...blaming it all on some cult or some spiritualist Oracle Girl [Jenny come lately] progenitorial nutjobbery...
NO...no...i do NOT... Moronic Mister Jones, well.... just another loser who my sister should have lost rather than follow..... .....blaming cultishness.... that takes away from HUMAN AUTONOMY....."
At ;last..... there is one...a worthy woman
(men having all lost every bitt of slunk to all that conspiracy theory funk...)
As SUPREME ferrety champion
no fuckin script, ferritin out a worthy truth
Her own real mind....
Which was as impossible as ... a fine one all to myself... for two mammouths
