One woman told the TRUTH....

 at last....

As in a  Mary Ann Evans, Thomas Hardy (Woodlanders, best) or  Mary Shelley book...

At dusk, yestereve, on a byway up in the hills my whole last twenty years was at last WORTH it

The magnificent sixty something woman - bright eyed, her fabulous body language speaking of her truth - that she was sharing that with a random landloping potential axe murderer, at last... 

Reminded me a little of ...

except with brightest ever eyes, for an old bird...

I just wish the fifty somethings knew - so few of you get there, but when you do, and why oh why await being sixty something!

I met at last a truly happy woman.

And recorded from her yes that "bodily justice" is real. Her whole body leaned in to me, over the farmer's gate, under the herons' nest way above us,  and she delivered many years of knowing the truth of the 'environment', with her whole body... her body spoke. All of it. And all the truths....she two knows. Lies....all of it. But our bodies sharing in truth, were happy. 

 

To be continued 

By video...soon- eleven bloody gigabyte videos now....  back to the stone age of it taking all day hahh hahhh

But i don't record eleven gigabyte videos on the new gizmo, unless i think i shall enjoy myself  - dedicated to this 'art' - and wasn't really sure - yes 'licensed' by one remarkable woman, but to then meet the one who it really has all been 'for'... means that this mission impossible, is only the best labour of love. The true kind... 

I 'invested', and it doesn't matter if it takes a hundred years, of solitude, or not...

Part 1

afterword, or two...

Now..... I do know one woman who would like to know about all this, and she is very very ...rich.... and likes it that I speak always only the true version....as I did of her; and got a twitter loveheart. 

And

 she did read my.... 

stupendously intellectual analysis of why she is innocent, and.... the herd who banned her, bleating.... were wrong. And did and do NOTHING for the poor damaged  people they claim to represent. Indeed only damaged them further. Do not blame anyone else for your use of any harmful substance... that is not how to recover, for real, forever....

And a society which suggests that the carrier pigeon is responsible for the shit dropped in your fruitcake, when it makes you sick.. as all birdshit ever since it was invented makes you a bit sick....went madder than a fruit n'nutjob.... years ago.

T'is time..

kairos-time

To go all the way.

Though only with grace and elegance. And some deft dance steps.

Three Queens in one year! My ohhh  my...