I like to jot, as if recklessly skating over known thin ice - not dwelling, on the heavy stuff...off what you will think, of ANY story...
Mainly because it is the ... i discovered 13 years ago, Muse belching endless bad breath of rotting assumption into your sails which is all that matters ... whether she is sending you to the rocks of sewerage creek, or a new job as lighthouse keeper....you cannot know. The breath is all there is.
And having wasted mine breath telling much of my story to one, whom will doubtless as so may of the rest put it in a spreadsheet deigned to 100% for sure assess ones many mental derangements and dangerous axe weilding yet-traits.... to be... yes they ALL 'know' your future....
well i may as well at least do the real version at last
https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2023/09/my-lifestory.html
But this - that - then is of no consequence.... it is only the UNIVERSAL (non geolocatory specific ) traits i study....since, that bridgetime...
And then a few - just a few, special ones....
That in fact are about the only moment that matters: the next one.
As, so life-lessons confirming i mind and body existed on that pathway a week ago as the sun dropped below the horizon....and ...
to be cont
