So, it's ME who's voyeurin' YOU

 not if you're fake 'working class' as you'll be too busy being groomed by your shepherds, just sad lost ex city based sheeptoo

But it's the paid sheep, trans...acting...their way to usin' the so called workers, who no one dares to 'do' .... 

And i've been DO'in' for...a long time

Now.... you especially the middle class you think you are....

And i just sit and smile-watch  at your little self 'armin compulsive-clickin here 

Of late the soundtrack has been

But so what that looks nothing ... 

except it's got at least four dimensions, if i ever get to the story espesh of late, and one is way way back in time viz a ridiculous wordsmith proves the point about them pinpricks....

even if the other one from round the same time is at least real arty hearty... 

But will come back to thattoo

soon.

Meanwhile theres a sequence even if 'twont look much, yet...

All i know is i don't big MYself up and would only say to The Pianist  even if she in real life was even more truly non combatorialatrix, a perfect listener and thus i wastoo....- i mean exactly, no faery-pixie-mermaid-selkie would understand that one: "make..its your JOB.. not to make yet another dreamcatcher to cowardly display in  your sick little fantasy ETSY store,  MAKE  your ferkin sprogletts watch it..its about how theres no divide even NAzis and Hollowcausten, can find some common ground.."  

Anyway yes where was i i don't tell anyone " i have enough real materiel to weave into something that YOU could get a Turner for being on my side, even if i won't be anywhere to see;  know where the goalie is lazily lying about where her posts are is all that matters and no bloke will ever get one...do i look like i don't accept reality? "

 Which is not this reality ...

In fact that's the point, they think anyone would ever even bother satirising their compulsive nonsense ...

I mean I watched yeterdusk after dusk one of the Princesses of this nonsense very expensive vehicle... 

And everything else....

But my my i know a face that hasn't laughed at anything epecially itself for years...

however

how the hell, ever

does one...?

I met the first one fifteen years ago he had dared to cycle into Horrorford city centre on his at-least-a-grand fancy bike...

(i have it recorded in chronicle i do believe if i ever get back to that excellent reality Georgie  - the first, would be very proud of)

i almost couldn't believe his smug always-nod-to 'Eastern' whckjobbery try loking inside a Thai or Mallay gaol theyre so so so 'oneness' and only full of the uttermost humanity...

feeding their ....errata polluting their vultures with fancy sky burials 

except they dont get much flesh if its a, ' Far Eastern'  gaoled corpse as it's often been actually starved to death...

So this whole class, of handy-men...

Pure Eisenstein in the making

Who couldnt make a kid even read a half decent book Like Ring.. as they are..

(to be cont)

But there's one thing for certain, their 'work' doesnt work..

As one knows if one has to deal with his victims..

Anyway that is SO interesting it deserves a whole comic book

one day 

And it's impossible to sort through all the nomenclatt-urea for now, as theres so so much

Even Ben Goldacre of the Gorniad managed to figure is all a con, a good decade back... with some fair dinkum actual research, too...

But that Misses the point!

And seems very very Miss Oh Jenny

Thing is ..

I really have figured their gig, or grift, or 'event' 

horizon..

Don't care but i know who their real infantilised, victims are

Who have all like sheep on drugs, been so lead so easily to that final cliff edge

right this will be considered even worse rubbish unless i can fill in a bit

soon

such as all silly so called 'animal rights' bravehearts would kick his stick from under him if they knew the Brockocide he...errata like Timothy Walker and whatsername  RAynor Winn-Walker  he has to take SOME responsibility.... as does she....especially if it were her inherited loot

But artistry 

the arty artyfarty in this is worth a  whole new Pirsig book about REAl 'zen'

Even if it won't look, it, yet