Ahh i started this a week ago but the mere reader would have no idea just how impossible life is in any region where they say on the can - the so called bohemian community types never get around to recycling by the way so much Tolle and the like to eyes shining brightly
oops NEARLY forgot that loose end... ashrams... 75% know are 'boiler rooms' of spiritual emotional blackmail other forms of blackmail are available too...
And the 25% are the really stupid glazed-over-eyes lot who still think that theyre gonna get their money back for not getting elevated or even getting a good 8 hrs a night always sleep pattern patinated upon their furrowed brows... so iognore the obvious truth: they don't work...or worse.
So maybe as one is in the region may as well be twinned with the 25% still glazed over there..
I shall think of it as the place of ashram-eyes..
this is not a good thing as when eventually they for one reason or other cannot glide around real life... the glaze seems to obscure the great big stone wall right in front... that when they fail to see it until the inevitable moment we all have in life, hurts their seemingly always turned up cute little noses (what the really randy gurus go for i guess so they maybe get extra soma...or summit..)
anyway all this mind body and a soul...central
I have never known a less minded to be human place of NO interest to me i merely plod on AND am better off for it as at last i understand my lasterregion why the rivers of The MArches could never be saved... as these peeps infiltrated like some seemingly pleasant PFOA...all the previously ok environmental initiatives there as the house prices just a tad less and the car parking far easier
NO interest other than as a Noonansh kind of real story one day that ends about 1/4 of a decade ago...
But i know will never change
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meanwhile this has been in drafts a little while but what with all the endless space cadetry i have lost my flow...
So, two years ago, then a year ago, two things began.
Always the same old ... same ole.....
Even if in the PP I had no idea just how hyper intense - "alchemised" - their sad sheepy word all copied from crappy Paulo the pimp of lost women parasitizing infantilised fantasy that there is always a sexier 'guru' for you over the next hill, or at the sexier coven up the road..
(even if it should be 'distilled', as in stick a load of normal people on the run from the big smoke, into a cauldron, without much meat or even nutritious veg - as the definition of rural lands since about 1900ish is fewer resources to sharp elbow each other into grabbin' and thus competition for "them" resources - land, veg, stupid expensive antique landrovers or even stupider rust-patinated supposedly antique camper vans especially around Hatesville, all to show off in; non-alcoholic blokes, fanny, indeed all one needs for a fairly contented simple life, oops this is a long sentence, which is inversely appropriate in that its all very simple, loadsa peeps not really of the 'land' and of course they make up all sorts of nonsense so as to avoid bein' a cleanin' lady or pigman ... and my ohh my that caldron don't half bubble with their sharp elbows as they're the last to dissolve into pay-dirt especially when their WHOLE gig is they never had them, when in fact generalising which civilisation is built upon even in vudu lands [why is that capitalised according to the squiggle?], only those with fairly sharp ones can afford to have bought into the 'gentrification' of almost everywhere..)
Which is all my reflections are about... prior to nearly three years ago. Third anniversary soon.
No interest in the MOST uninteresting suburb that has ever existed.
None zero.
(which is the real 'violence' in that i didn't know just how dull suburbia was until i discovered every smallest footstep of their endless dilettante dance is self affirmatory attention seeking.... needing to be seen as 'something' a bit special... always.... which is as a sidegig, where 'spiritualism' arose of course in that errant state of mind, you essay... not worth capitalising )
There are however real stories of real people and real time wasted doing REAL things... arguably i may well have got her a few votes, Sarah with an H at last a pointy hat that may just be able to say all the other pointin has to stop...
....so i havent even had time to look: thank GOD she's been rogered enough with what a penis was invented for to be a REAL woman and have two kids...
MY CANDIDATE has three...
each of who one day i shall claim 100 hours owed to me in the time bank to attempt to keep their mother alive...
when many many a day from two years back i would have just a few cans of cold tomatoes in the larger to eat for the next few days
the time spent on this lying lost woman..
your fourth ever female bish and the second the last archy had to run away due kiddly fiddlin immediately full campaign brutalist style: JO THIS WILL KEEP YOU ALIVE!
https://www.ralphschism.com/p/archpointyhat.html
having spent at least 200 hrs the previous 18 months on " look you need to walk move let me walk with you find companions if you dont and if you keep thinking london doctors have the answer you will die..."
And the fuckin woman when asked one favour by a traveller thistersum "could i get amazon to drop a parcel i need for my creative work at yours please..."?
doesn't even know that her whole so called religion is based on two core tennets: justice for the lowly people here on this earth here and also giving aid to the traveller or stranger
but i do know she will have sent over MY argument - none of which had ever been put to her so she said, to some of her equally disingenuous bigwigs.... and maybe even the winners PR team....
BUt i no longer talk with liars who seem merely to have one purpose in life to brag about their million quid bougie house not far off the fabulous natural wonderful shores... they also lied about attempting to DO something to protect... i mean when an ex bishop tells you they are committed to the environment... then fdo nothing follow nothing through ever than a few hundred grands wiorth of yet more stuff used in home improvements..
what is the point
but a great bookone day
even better than Silas... The Bush's next on her bedside table
OOPS THIS TRUTH ABOUT GIBBER CHRISTIANS LIVES WITH THE LONG SUBSTACK AUDIO POSTED A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO...and counselling notes on how to survive their really very naughty naughtiness