so how the fuck do the immos stand a chance!
yea ok just be biombos and merely dance
Ralph is a pure work of performance ABSURDIST art...
a comment upon no one ever ever reads anything takes anything in and ever ...actually "dm me for change"s via anything on the screen...as sane intellectuals knew 20 years ago
Now...as even the iciest ice maiden of them all kindof said but didnt as if you were Oxbridge you never admitted " you ruffian Mister fixer of all the 100s of things round mine over 2 years me too [i simply don't know what!] to bother to even learn how to use a spanner.... write simply magnificent longest ever love letters.... thats why i am calling you back...over.."
That was thirty years ago...
In other words I'm the bloke out of Love in The Time of Cholera (well i did tell her..
ecxcept like page one of Walden...
i am nothing.... except i know Britain was LOST offcially 40 years ago when every would-be-bluehair Time Out journo whoop whooped about Gabriels 100 Years ... cos it looks good to be readin' somethin on theior smelly Tube about 'indigenous' dull made up tribes doin' nothin'
It wasn't until only a few years ago i heard Britsh sheep readers admit " dyer know i couldnt read my copy...either....so unreadable...whereas yes LOve...ITTOC thats a real story about real people and the absolute brilliant madness of every moment no stupid tango writer could pen to paper if s/he had all the timeless good books in the world as reference...
so yes absurdism
but to me arrt must have a purpose or it is just effete wankin' by artless bored children. And my pages - tjhere are many, hidden, some not quite so... do all have 'purpose' too...
And yes silly me i forgot ... The Flozz... he is like a version of a randy old goat who always did good...
(i am not one of those things as i LEARNE$D from my awful father.. early on)
yes he had a job for a while writing the loveletters on behalf of the illiterate peasants of his hometown...
If someone i even liked, never mind loved, asked me to write one for her... as yet impenetrable beau..
I would honour her wish and give it my even better than ever ... i would embody every sinew of me trying to write that perfect letter on her behalf (as i did christmas day 2023... even if i was tricked, or it was temporary insanity)
SO yes absurdist but DUEL purpose, too...
And i know one of those purposes is complete in a performance far better than any one dimensional loveless Marina may dream up in her incessant odyssey to try and look 20 years younger than the artless chubby old bag, she is...
SO she needs challenging....to do BETTER!
But she will die before my real art push out comes to pass.... thats what happens when you live in cities - you die younger and you die LOOKING very much older than you are...
Poor Former Sovs werent sent that memo...
Anyway i have so many REALLY interesting photos to find sort
Loadsa quite good poems find sort and photopublish...
all here
all for free
AS inhumanity - the inability to (i mean fuck even I cried slam writing the not planned lines above Ralph would have uttered... had they not killed himtoo... eventually.... and i know there are many most poignant emotive things within...all half a million odd words never mind wafflechops din...
heart is MEANT to equal cash payment ...by "donation" as .. well when that one came along at HAy--'fringe' festival of nothing but mendicant begging hats..
you knew it wouldnt end well
Cliquey
All became just a clique
Back soon... my desktop and email account have never been more cleared out SIMPLIFIED....
And... when that one...is so so rude.... i mean laughably so.... Little Miss "Community"....
It iswas...the perfect ending to an absolutely perfect piece of perfect absurdo-nihilist-ghostcompliant art..
stupid thing is I've read Candide several times and i still cannot learn...
just give up....
(and as for theyre all on ... well in fact it is 100% my only allowed label - essays already done but i need to improve... 'borderline personality disorder' when even a gaggle of 55-60 year old Northern women 'professionals' give entirely opposing stories about whether or not the Iranaian is already... taken
There is NO coherent communication left in this sad lost land... and i like Northerners...or once, did..
But am far too nice to say " forget the camels... she would have to lose 2 stone first..or at least in the first year...i dont mind being part of the 'change' ... fifty miles a week week in week out will do the trick...mutual ben"
recent recordings on the fat pill (it goes madder and madder....Minister for flab lamenting something like 70% of her sex are fat or very very very fat....
and they now want them all on the pill...
now as sure as ferrits are ferrits (thats CS Lewis the greatest absurdist of all time... nearly) that's gonna end well for the fishies...
Funny thing is they even admit..it works for a BIT.... but if you dont then start up your cardio cyclin, walkin whatever....
the fish will all die of pill induced starvation, too....for nothin
I know which it will be
Thing is this absurdism... maybe i really am king Shmanism..
The absurdist coincidences as i chuck out my stuff...
it is almost seat fall of time for... me
With this level of syncredent (i cant show yet)
If i believed i knew what ANYthing is for...
i would be chasin' a still breedable shamaness
as just my superpower.. well dont matter if she's fake
even half wouldn't be to0o much less
Anyway WHY does the clip above already have 250 views i just put it up 10 mins ago without even the link to this page yet
for you... this plastic bag is 22 years old
Your boys Russell and Andy Tate gonna be gettin' their too
as sure as ferrits are ferrits
iF you don'tb make even the 'enemies' plastic bags last 22 years
put one around over you face and spare me your (you fucked the environmenty) tears
oh yes and its only there to remind me: seven years dilligently i collected protected wood planks, building materials ten tons of breeze blocks...
from all around...
Being ALWAYS (as i wrote to the lovely Pole too "bulletproof" ) no matter what preparing five years to soon set off and be free...memory whatever
Every pile of pass-on stuff organised....well in advance the best stuff picked out for a certain famous incoming " i am god of nature and provide sancturay donations please.." off the tv
Leominster way probably mates of Monty
(horrid place it isn't nature sanctuarying animals with all that traffic noise and pollution everywhere is animal abuse)
Anyway...kindof knew her
Brockocide .. the first obne i contacted " S*** ... i trust you...and you brag of being an Oford tutor... please confirm if this is a crime yes or no.... if so...please come and witness.."
" yes...iundoubtedly... " no answer to part 2
A year or two later
" wouldyou like for your begging bowl i always see is being mendicanted around.... 50 really great lengths timber... 50 odd good tinsheets for roofing.. loadsa animal cage wire.... breeze blocks ten ton... i am evicted in about 2 weeks you get first pick..."
" wow ...yes please.. will send our man around... "
The next week of oingpong .... texting.. then ghosting last resort calling....
...
every word recorded photographed ...
every atom weighed up yet another liar performative ... well just nothing
nihil
... at the last day i spent ten hours til i near died.. got 75% out to a place of kindof safety...
even then.....
(and fucked my van for 500 quid in suspension fixin'..)
every text recorded call filmed despair..
tiotal and utter 100% Fakebook liar Queen
she would still try and sue if they were here just for you...
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