Sunday, 24 November 2024

I heart Bert

 really.

"now" .. as explained to agent Z...

Though I omitted Yugoslavia - i wonder why..

As the top medalists (35 years) are from there...

(god i had an extraordinary dream about Katrina last night... that's a first)

THE number one prejudice overturning real thing in my life but especially the last 9 years is meeting quite a few from Former Soviet places who are whole extra dimension of wisdom depth learning.... even the body building Ukrainians we sat by the cliff August ...at MY campsite..(Sid) and ..i avoided them 24 hours then my cu.. no i am not curious.... boredom got the better of me one morning and chief tattooed Charlie Atlas they all behaving total charlie..

I engaged then within half an hour all five blokes were respectfully discussing Ukrainian and even Russian ancient literature with me..


(" ehhh chaps...and one chapess..you ended up in the wrong country..if your kids speak like that in school or at the disco no one will ever speak to them again even if even more Charlie than yoozzz..... this country was lost years ago..most parents here i know as i speak with them have no idea even whom Dickens was..never mind the true seditious truthtelling Goddess, Silas' mum,  Georgie girl...")

Of course the abovre para is full of five minute explanations of (to quote A Z.."nuance" and double meaning...which is a ...simply impossible job..

Had i tried two years ago to send in to the Rotten Hull... " the word 'romantic'...well.... it is so absurdly nuanced and multi-meaning..." it wouldn't have been possible to word picture IT accurately...even with a true fizzy genius she is ...it has so much context life situational everything in it that one word..ask Byron even if i am not a fan never having cheated on anyone... 

Not taken up with underage lasses and their mum at the same time..

Even if i hope he did COLLABORATE with Mary on the greatest book ever on prejudice - you woz not nice to me...all i wanted woz a few  nice chats with some of yooz... so i got angry and hurt some humans... Frankenfurter..

Couldn't go home as just like me he had none..



which apart from being the greatest ever art...

And a REAL man...


and if only the creeps of the interweb of Canadian madmen had shut the fuck up a decade ago and merely said : " the trannies got more than their fair share of attention and superb romantic art ... and have consistently.. since Rock stood on the Kings Rd stage about 1973 ish i believeand then Crying Game Beautiful Landerette...oops no make your mind up time in that one merely humanising a fine moral good man... no one cared if he did bums or 'other'ing bits of the bod..." i know cos i woz there being perverted by a very strange parent... but good thing he did...as art should indeed shock the comfortable and ....no they always get it wrong 'comfort the disturbed..'

however Frank.... it is that bourgeois trap of a word "home" ... caused Thatcher and the whole 

madman culture

" the property owning masses" 

who (3ish years ago)

couldnt even think that their ex council house rentier operations

are part of the 'problem' too..


indeed it is the most grand finale of a sceptic aisle i ever heard


The nuance of him..mister striver

striving to " i'm a good community man rentin' out the three council houses

between me and me mam

we screwed the system to get and...

tough titties if it put the rents up for everyone else

and the supply dried up..."


which is the warped but SO SO " i am just a good guy" version of Ayn RAnd 

so without bein' sexist

Anyway i am sure as always she was spokeswoman for a kitchen cabinet of collaborators..


But to the point

Glorious Bert


(except forthe factoid that driving in this swamp is always so unpleasant it is a beautiful litmus - whats the point of being 10m only behind someone on a drive of 5km when its obvious there will be no overtaking

places

and anyway ehhh....

theres a ferkin hurricane

 "outside in the rain"

I knew 18 months ago a whole peninsula of only

child-men....

though that needs to be a one word to describe


Their end


Me  - 'romantic' is now

Picture the shelter from the winds on one side

the gales belting here and there

the fifteen degrees!

And


Knowing in one week i encountered two super fine women 

from the 'caring' services

Both highly intelligent even if i suspect their truths are just a little less balanced than they perform

but thats ok.. as hearing from them both 'truth' of what they have put up with and GREAT insight into it's all just sticking plaster now (Oliver james Affluenza but hes wonky on the sexy stuff  cos younger wife at the time her in the club or maybe at home looking after the nippers which is wrong.. both need to share it..properly...so he pretended all humans are conformist like he...wanted her to think he was 100%)

But that's ok

 it is a tremendously hard job arriving at the only definition of

Happiness or rather being centred and at peace i know


item: always sleeping well no matter what

AND all around us - all our people be they friends or even the enemies linked to us.. by blood or A N Other's... sleep well, too

or there will be hell sooner or later somewhere down the line

that is an absolute.


item: every day for at least nine years awaking and knowing 

not pretending (default in every incomer in the rural places from the suburban  Lowland places i have ever known..many): I AM.. exactly in the mental and bodily state i would wish to be

i would not have one second of my life different... even fifteeen years of The Blob...

not one second


item: its just so profound poignant nuanced the word picture definition of 'romantic' is now...this moment here. One could sadly not explain to THE great minds: those not English muvva tongued

And of course being stuck on REAL deeper intellectual 'meaning' makes anyone even a real genius viper tongued...


I am sure thats even in the bad book from the olden days

At fifteen degrees. NOW


And best of all the winds and rain provide perfect privacy...not a soul knows i am as always up at 05.30 and...

Enjoying the fact that my mind always clicks straight back in to todo list

her screams

the Lidl poem

the new word still lost

and

the rest


But more important than you mere reader scanners... the judgement of Solomon for her - ex Nazi.. (i think she laughs -  all is "tongue in cheek" as even Her Serb[rotten]ship did understand....couldnt put into practice* though...

Is all crystal clear in my mind...

* above all peace comes from truth: i had no idea that not one...nada zero ...  could ever follow through anything

I know why it is the case Gwerk...

I had to meet the 'ind=fluences' the " community" ..a year of them, randomly

Every single one a performative viper

But i have empathy

every single one utterly stuck

And it is..Gabor.. Eckhart...and of course many others

They are addicted to their 'trauma' pain whatever


NO ONE CAN SAY


(my daughter only exists cos of a demi Pally ...2022 the BEST day was being next to the gorgeous sex bomb Palestinian at her demonstration even if she had a mask on outside in the fresh air...and we had a 'moment'.. ehh about an hour of them - her lingering to hear my deliberately targeted at her chat to the young grasshopper mentoree..as both knew )

if you care about PAllies..

AND that they sleep

Gabor

THEY NOW HAVE NO 'HOME'...


As i was riffing " people have lost their homelands before sometimes to save yourself and your kids you have to give up...agent Z even said - she is smarter than me...i was just gobsmacked.... " don't forget The Kurds.."

so yes it is 'home' that is the trap

So so much pain death just due to the absurd concept of 'home'...

Good job mine is wherever my hat is...

And i like romantic comfort


there is none any better than tucked up in a tin can in a beautiful place hardly anyone else will visit cos a really PATHETIC non-storm

(the BBC term " multiple hazard/ crisis or whatever wank they are on now...event")

* - practice... surrounded by ONLY fakes - the two fine aforementioned women have dedicated themselves to the mad bad and dangerous to know...but the sybaritic fakes of Gwerk.. and all around but that quadrant of PAstylandshire far more infiltrated with vapids...

Performing 'care' (or we can interPOSE: mindfulness / yoga / trendy dance / HEALING / reiki / a hose up your bum cleaning out poo  - the most hilarious of all neuroses cos the poo gets cleaned out by muvva nature every mornin' at 10 past wakey wakeys if you are true zen and always constant like me always no matter what... all the same... there is real fist aid work at the coal face ... of the mad bad and dodgy ...coworkers [ i heart her].... and all these childwomen who rather than bein' a cleanin' lady... fake care and ...

well it is ANYTHING rather than being a cleaning lady...


And i am no hippo

 cos i spent the summer doin' the cleanin' 

no one else would do...


THE MOVIE

soon


define 'romantic': compromise and do horrid work

so as to have some 'owning' it

 cos it was at the ONLY beautiful QUIET wild place in this whole shitstain of a peninsula.. of childmen drivers and nearly every woman an utter genuine fullblown propper crim (especially number 1 zen vanwoman 'carer' of Punytown .. an actual convicted drug money launderer behind her onezie and fake smile... )

And i just thought, one or other of the two finest women, both geniuses it seems..

may like to visit  and stay

for free.


failure being THE most freeing thing of all of course...

no guru tells you that

they just moan....