Now.... Radio Have-a-Nice-Day really made me laugh thisterone

 And one needs a laugh,  to be empowered and embodily mindful of REAL strong strength enough  return to that one...

That winter. The second. Of this round.

(yes they steal your story that's what i know apart from the fact that 'politics' is dull repetition about what is so dull, that it would have to dial up every crystal ever extant and have them actually do what they say on the signage, in parallel.... so as the message gets through without humour...  ones story being passion and rage are two very different things, in fact beyond the 'division' the're all faking ....  )  

Note to self the chubby black one really did get there to that place they all pretend to seek...her vocalisation of being a "silly girl" is all there ever was...

The first round, at the turn of the century: yes you forget...  (reading D.M. yes, he is THE clue..... 

 i must stop this bad habit of using others fake imagery  being i have enough to blow up even her undercarriage...

  implying funny stuff between parent and kid..... well try roaming the world, or at least civilisation-  he was too parochial to have noticed, in a tincan camper, with a youngun and of course you can, only cuddle up closely in the same bed, upstairs being rather a chore to get up and out at every pitstop...  he would accuse you of having a hard on, by default.... that's what happens when rubbish is told it's 'good'  they can't think of anything to say ...

wow where did that come from?

 proving 'AI' has been used to ruin* everything for some years  being the historical representation of actual real culture that some of us stumbled upon even thirty five plus,   years ago and almost nobody else had even heard of Joss....

was in fact true shamanism orgasmicorganist second sight of the one, nessy 'truth' and everyone else was just thick or at least took three decades to catch up and now see Jocelyn one of the true greats with her 9 million clicks.... 

I knew  30 years prior.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5J_5yPxvPcw

* 'twould have been good to see how she fayred over the years, but a sick little bedroom-bound nerd with no value system which is all 'AI' is, goes and fakes a video of someone older who would have been interesting to see, older, richer, deeper...more evolved

Anyway where was I.... 

THE one key line is how they all say like parrots with an enema 'healing' their back passage as theyre so so obsessed with total purity, "they come in and change things..." 

Nope... this is the ONENESS lying to you....

They don't have the balls..oops errata i have zero interest in three years elsewhere -  down in the adventure playground of the  ex suburbanites..

What i needed to know is how she could behave like that, there...? Then. 

A very small 'community'of drunks junkies and petrolheads, in the middle of nowhere... Borderlands of the county of  so called Wales and England.. THE remotest outpost of nothing.  Nowhere....

All it's famous for is being on The Path... that all the locals are too fat or otherwise telly-beer,  addicted  to even know goes through it..

The big one that snakes up all of Le Pays de Galles (thats's nicer even if pretty fake too Asterix and co having  become Mongrelised many a civilisation ago,  with some or other 'incomer' but try telling that to the last two decade kind of incame..!!.. "Gallic doesnt exist any more luv except in some PR for bad poetry that can only get sold via some Narnia fantasy version of what never existed " )   

Anyway.. a really cold damp one  - 2020/3 ... even if not in my tincan i had something far far better place/thing to do...

But so as to stay alive, broken down stuck - the actual key to 'mindfulness' - being at the ONEnessy messy dump you long hated as a crime against humanity, stuck...

Irrelevant as 'place' never interests a true hobo landlopate traveller as I was born: gyppo, a real one unlike the  fakes that live in bling-mobiles and moan about the council...

Anyway think the bleakest chip-fat befogged place in the universe.... and a pretty cold winter plus of course their bugs around ....

In such a good mood! Hope at last.....

Reason to stay alive....

Not that a real father ever needs one. Even if killed to death by their insouciance and inability

 to Drisstoo

Anyway three or four months of three or four times a week heading up the very steepest section of nobody-knows-who-Offa-even-was never mind what 'his' stupid dyke was about...

Stuck 1km from Lardarse-on-Teme...

And over some weeks, one encounters the only other so called 'walker'.... often enough for the 'hello' in passing to be at least vaguely sincere rather than the default performance of Yank language  - the words having no connection to whats in their head, the Swestershire only is... except the hottie i guess??

 So... yes.... two sometimes crossing paths on that Path.... unavoidable...

 not another soul for miles...

And for years, in real time.

An assumption: just a normal person with some health issues all she can moan about  - rather than celebrate the fact she is the only one except for me in the nearby state of Lard, who can shuffle up that very steep section... slippymud  - the real version, too 

and then... a few months later....

to be cont as the whole decade is summed up in that one fraudulent 'event' where we discover that all along she was