...that makes me get almost weepy its so beautiful.
oops not you i bet nobodys even noticed that lovely little stone monument to all the dead ones because of THEM....
so yes wan define
well ANYone who read good books even Houellebecq (i can spell without Ogglin) Johhnniie come lately knew
(yestersame place NO disrespect indeed i would have though a fine bargain sane price for...nothing)
anyone who buys in to anywhere where people know they will find the lotus plant ....ends up very disappointed soon enough as theres not only no such thing but the cookery skills of all them round the campfires especially in HAtesville on Shitcreek...give you indigestion..its ALWAYS been that way always will...as Huxley splendidly allegoried even whatsisface and Lord of The Flies....
and 'holding the space' or just holding on to fantasy...makes you look wan and rather strained as it takes TEN times more energy to maintain the unholy hologram ...than spit at it for mental health fun....
anyway back to
yes oldshchool Jesuses not the fake one they invented as an excuse for dying happily even when theyve DONE nothing
knew ALL that matters is the fish are all dodgy, the loaves all stale I(my main diiet) but the INFORMATION on how to tramp through life as even Christian employers as one so so so often in the past for YEARS dont think you are anything special! ... dont know the meaning of the words in their own fakebook, with minimal expense is ALL that matters....
and in fact EVERY gibber all of them have a very very silver actual 'burning bush' silver lining...
the latest in essence had i not been gibbed which merely is a breaking kif all Testaments in the land ones yea MUST mean yea..or the smallholding style eco-positive smaller landholdings, do not WORK....
as it takes a few to tango just to keep em shipshape... and nature positive
but many of my little snippets are actually treble entendre viscious barbs...
take the above, now all rurral places need cooperation as many times hinted at but its the total inability to even consider anothers STANDARD basic needs that could be 'bartered' for standard: "you scratch my back i will massage yours...[ me i never need one of them as most stress is artificially prostituted upon by the so called theraPISTS, I HAVE NONE its in audio a few days ago on meaning of life still to load]"
such as if at some place doing something for someone " do you need to stick anything on the line while you are here to air.... ? as part of the mutual benefit bank... paupers need to use especially since all of London bought everything in the land with their BAhaman drug dealing or money laundering cash or the modernere equivalenst such as Payman Club empire of pretend vegan cultesses, money laundering op that even bought Knighton... my previous sort of base)
none iof which bothers me - the launderers we saw coming twenty years ago....its the way the other lotus eaters pretend they arent here that just makes me only ever laugh
(my ex accountant lovely Russell i saw a few years ago he had started his own practice " " Horrorfordshire has become known as a place for .....'quiet money'... now the SW is all filled up with it.... " he said quietly to me one day...QM means all those thousands of shell companies in one Clerkenwell garden shed do have owners....even if they hide....
in 'quiet places'...
like here..its nothing to shout about as its just the way it is...
and my my they look so wan as any real rural peep has known for decades... but here is the capitol of wannery....
nowt to do with me
(i only ponder her Bridge of Lurchery or has someone fouled that splendid refreshing drink, too..?)
annywa the kety to mental health even for that sublime bright eyed teacher
at the laundromat
ohh lets have THE greatest poetesses of all time
even if i was looking for "everyone in the laundromat is equal"
here it is!!!!! true genius they wouldnt like in HAtesville on Gwerk ....
and wots this ANOTHER!!!!!
youtube is the only decent bible of REAL useful parable ever
but my laundrette tharapy is even better
as thisll take time to do just ice...to the second
but the first superb smiley and so colourful bobblehat
in Lower Source central....
(thoughbub, "ohh my yet another...bet her tub will be full of colourful dungarees...")
how wrong i was
A SCIENTIST..of Them Moors.... !! paid by them Moors ... i assume someones got a cheque book all the fancy signage around
" soo ehh you'll be knowin then....ALL the watercourses...even up here and higher up there....all fucked.... be it ioncomers who wash their cars too often and think detergent dont trickle down...stream.... or toxic dogpowders that get showered off in the endless rains... whatever ...all fucked.."!
and her eyes lit up: "At last a Jesus who will speak it like it is as soon as i tell him my job everyone else would build their own cross to show off on just to get the best job
in history..."
But then..." as you can think for YOURSELF.... let me pass on two original truths.....first no you have been Misseducated human is NOT hunter-gatherer.... but gatherer-hunter the latter just now and then when there arent any dead mammouths around from natural causes ten times easier to bbq....and thats the second Frogs eat raw mewat and it energuikses you instantly ive eaten my fair share of blue.... fire not siome ionstant supoerfood.ive lived 4 years now rarely cook anything even porridge a;ll winter no heat no cooking quite good enough for my brain thanks....... ohh yes ehh the other one.....cooperation no human is not like thay are all in Gweek or the like endlessly competing... now me n lass bred champ supreme ferrits... but just look at all these absurd status doggies round here forex..... i realised seeing this decadent absurdity edverywhere... just how much COOPERATION would have been req uired over many centuries probably milennia ... ' ehh up we got a slightly bluehaired one in this litter some stoneage Crufts idealogue may have muttered.... ehhup last time i was poachin over other side of ill i saw one jujst like it ... that mad witchy one over there pretendin' herhexin will keep landlopers at bay....lets pop olver to errs and see if we can combine resources.. breed in even more bluehairiness.... and win crufts in ten thousand yerars when they invent it as they havent got rel lives any molre...like ours full of endless COOPERATION...' ..."
"my sir... i am gonna have to put this pair back in the tub ive just gussetted so much down my inside leg wow.... what a great way of actually thinking for yourself about the truth of ius..i never eard before despoite a degree in the history pof who we pretend to be..."
yes but its her EXACT opposite who came along next
where the true story is
and almost as if the hexxing witches punished her for her cheek and sad assumtion
maybe....
soon but she also is twinned with the one to be handwritten from three Christmasses ago...no not the real gift even if she wont unwrap her onion skins such a cowardly custard the other one... just a friend or should have been in a region where only two peeps would walk many a cold day....
and i knew then... theres no hope
archetype
the newer kind
