Even if sadly there is rarely any real solidarity,
and thus one must always assume no "community"
either, which is indeed not going around for tea and hemp cakes
but doing the really hard stuff, in others lives
young men child blocked by so called wives
If you are expert, do that down the road
or next little settlement, anyone can make hempcakes
pretend 'charity' to pay their rent
Anyway i MUST stop having badpoetryitis especially as i was in some same-ole dull little arts huddle and just saying " ive concluded of late poetry is part of THE problem.." one gets that auto-look as if one has said that one is off to Nigel's for Teapots later ..
Which reminds me, even if known of 20+ years ago and anyway it's in one of the GREAT books and my copy back in my stored library that will i guess rot away, too and end up ioina skip (the amount of so called educator parents its been OFFERED too, for free...and even they ghost you!)
which had actually been in the BBC library some decades ago
they clearly never read it either
"THE one natural product that really really DOES damage the body permanently biochemically....sugar"
and that means ALL products that have high glucose-type sugaring ...
bloody honey, too, other than in irregular small servings
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But what really is the most interesting unexperimented is the way that without a doubt it changes MOOD.
(as i expounded in my copyright theory last summer whilst attempting to educate one lostish one, and as i would only ever joke or riff upon 'copyright' except maybe regarding the ONE private buildlingsite, story site .. which would be not private if anyone ever paid their way, say regularly... as ....well paradise!! is... a clearly extremely intelligent woman who has been abroad seven years stating " my god i can really feel a difference...[ and it isnt good, compared to her fine EU home] " so there is no hope or as Camus said "there is hope, but not here" and thus its time to find my exit fayre... thing is the same encounter and a superb young man, thing is i was pondering just an hour ago - sane civilised people like me and her can always manage a siesta - as long as i can still do that...me i cn always sleep and sad to hear that my one GREAT hope in this territory even she can't and has crises...i am a different species obviously of notEast Enderstimes.... which sugar brings on - rumpus external or internal.... thing is silly me i saw a 'future' yes so iof many many more somehow accessed INTELLIGENT sedition/rebellion or at least constructive critique...but it takes years of authoritative input that must never ever preach or demand it is right, even if the proof is EASY!... maybe there would be hope... but then if 99% use 'dyslexia' as excuse... and this cant read the paper " no more cash for SEND [ indeed this was an exclusive to this site 3 ish years ago as a welsh school head teacher had told me thats the secret plan and not only no more cash ' We in Pays Du Galles are gonna tear up your labels and pretend they dont exist even if of COURSE they all do even if the science a bit 'entitled' shall we say... which is what even Starmerstanistan has just actually said, too....but as they can't read that on online moaning sites as of course their dyslexia will FOREVER stop them like me from even knowing if 'if' has one 'f' or two... they wont ever read that - no more cash darlin! and will continue to forever campaign for even more labels and cash for their own next generation do they have this in America notes #2 there will be many )
anyway yes sugar but the really interesting heresy ( i have had a role..) is that in fact the pauper pantries - i LOVE.. really do find funny characters in them...
Thing is..... (heresy - i hope she doesnt read this she knows my name and i like her a lot!) ... sugar... the way the poor and frail and even splendidly swivel eye are mainly doled out high sugar scraps....
this really is an interesting Orwellian Big Sister matter than NObody dare even mention....
anyway thats for another day but at last i have some PROTECTION!!! which merely is ONE (i arranged for her to have charity) tough nosed " i was abusederatti.." quite normal woman in fact who knows SHE is being utterly marginalised and treated like a pet... cos i have bolstered her into at least opening up about this....and SHE is in the very epicentre of The Source of ALL truly moronic snide bitch gossip for many many a km....
but i can't stay even if...
thing is..... i do love a true fait accompli and when Ms Regional Transactional paid friend-maker can't evern mean what she says
well, it becomes totem pole for a supposed community that is so the exact opposite of what they signpost they are
Indeed the problem: for some years (yes about her SEVEN) the once great educational depository (acc typo, i did write re4pository but its helping today, lovely word!) the radio 4 afternoon play or even the small 15 minute 'shorts' they do every single one is fgake about some wonderful 'self actualised Ealenor Oliphant type gaily tiptoeing through life as a sort of latent 'kind' person just innocent faery....
when in fact their endless 100% fakery
really damages all of society
good job i wasn't on the edge of some abyss of loneliness and pondering which way, up, or down...
And as this is a paid 'facilitator'... who can't even mean their off-duty chumminess, well...
if i just printed out and posted the 100% unredacted [excepting email/phone data] actual real life correspondence it would make a REAL afternoon short story - and a GOOD one too! poignant whatnext? almost a life encapsulated in a few pages of A4.. two lives of course .... that tells the true story of why there's no hope whatsoever at all in this fetid Aisle of i no longer no what anymore even if i knew that 5+ years ago.....
.....unless
BUt of course when all the Eleanor's mums (i.e. the publishers and the agents) are only addicted to sugar coated Elanor ....
it became the ultimate not only bad taste, but cannibalistic zombie filled black hole WORSE than Mr McCarthy's Road...
As i knew a decade back
why i set out looking for the only solution
One to perhaps sometimes watch your back
BUT there's no failure
when such magnificent material
in my can copyright or not
All i ever really cared about so....
what was all of it the extra gifts (even real love) all about?
