"ehhh generalisation is what caused civilisation....some of it... forex in parliament a hundred odd years back someone said if we give them, you... the vote generally we don't think they will go mad with glee and vote only for The Monster Raving Looney party..."
god i got good at it....!
not even that goldfishy gesture from the mouth oxygenating so as to ....argue... just silence, efficient shutthefuckupery silence
...
" oh she [ the fat 70 year old really bad extremely half an hour long with extremely bad trance musac intertwined..poet, with an expensive geometric hairjob and so much bad poetry about her 'long covid', dressed like Ian Drury - a very smart snazzy waistcoat noless... nothing else can she think of to further draw attention to herself, hence] is a 'them'..."
"No the wonderful ONLY HOPE woman i met yesters is a them.... she is indivisible from her fabulously brought up children who met me in the eye immediately i chanced upon them like fairies in the woods and spoke with themtoo.... she immediately i mentioned a zoo back home once said 'listen with me children to him this is interesting' in fact she didn't really need to as for all their chuckin secateurs at each other and agreement with me 'only Londoners think ivy is poisonous let them eat it hahh hahhh.. theyll get bored of it soon enough... if there was a nettle here i would eat it raw to break the ice .'.. they were a total real 'them'ed unit indivisible minds and bodies...and they could read every twitch of her face and vica a versa... as they crawled about in nature and poison ivy...unprotected
"but i value you for admitting, when nobody else will their truth, you dont even care about ...say the dying hungry for Palestine, or anything else... any more...
" so let me ask you living alone here, i often park here a few hrs as its the best winter sun trap.... [ i should have realised, generally even poets living in million plus quid as 'well appointed' as you can get pretend ordinary humble houses... are lying bourgeoisie i mean how do you get the million plus... plus the very expensive lesbian gardening company ive at times befriended, the last month of them there defo a them.... blessem.... stationed there in their VERY clean outdoor dungaree uniform.. strange theyre meant to be working on her lawns and steps and all that...] have you noticed how many people walk along here after a brekky of lotus leaves, and walking round their really dark little very well appointed downshiftee here in your most paradisiacal little lotus garden...castle....so many look so so lonely never mind drawn and wan....i mean they cant all have cancer and 3 mths left thats what it feels like here?"
" gosh yes i really do yes there are so many its quite shocking....."
" good we agree on something real and something that matters at last.... ."
Without any doubt even if this one defective - but then encountering her in pixiehattown well of course she fits the perfect generalisation about fatal NArniac disease... as the over 70s USUALLY have learned how to be real woman at last for the first time and stop trying to be what they never believed in
And this become far more beautiful... and only a pleasure to 'riff' with or josh or banter or even rudely dig.... cos you get 'dug', and digged back even harder whiich is all you want
But the first.... (Randomite in fact mum and lass.....wow to have purest proof there is no hope.... unless the only hope could somehow be cloned, or.... Queen.... or have power and of course as she is a REAL them she knows well she said it " we have a responsibility" ....
now..i need my actual equal and we can mentor her.................. as it would get 'messy' very very soon, in fact immediately, if i did it alone....
And that's called bein a bloody martyr.... which would be only a pleasure meeting one who generally one hundred percent could not be ...arsey... quaint old useful word for precious and decadent as most of em know underneath their planet's fucked as are the kids in a few years
Anyway their problem...
i, duel purpose, did my bit for ten years to the day tomorrow daytime and thats enough forever...
HOWever i'm not some Londoner who would have set out on some quest to an exact preplanned mentally ill precise ocd dull framework or rota like "take a photo of yourself every day for a decade" thats not art its just towny neurotic showing off in the most unimaginative and unsublime way...
me i had no idea i set out one midwinter morn a decade ago ... on anything, for anything...and very often keep saying to myself theres no point no purpose no sanity no manners no propriety ever in this silly land, in perpetual sex war even fatty MCgilchrist just figured that one and tryin' to monetise when it was obvious 20 years ago....thats the only 'art' in any of it.... The Wasteland
(with THEM...sat on their own little island in the ivermectin polluted river that flows...called 'Loads of Flies, on Our Island thank you very much .... the rest of you Lord above all turned into cannibals and ate them all' )
except i have .... given up.... so.... theyll have to beg.
Anyway talk about genius.... not even going over the threshold.... talk about a unique texted xmas gift.... to her fathers 'house'... i didnt think i would but such a best ever walk and weather....
thats all you need 15km a day ....and a reason to take that tougher route...
Anyway yes well who knows all other language-cultures are so complex and take a lifetime....Deda Mraz.... a kind of neutral "grandfather frost" midwinter greeting when i looked it up on my communication phone and now by laptop its not even there for happy thing.....via honk kong this last time most apt ... they silence people there too, bigtime... merely from fear - only of themselves, as always, but.... its been fun
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The REAL 'art' in actually 'RELATING' (proof over the next decade and not even a penny will ever be paid...thats the point - nobody should monetise, passing on what works...)
FREE VOODOO and moronic old lumps of rock to go shamaniac rubbin yer crotch up against em as youre too wimp to use crotches what theyre invented for,...
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