Now, it has not gone unnoticed (three years now i mean) that among the many 'middle class' addictions 'rock salt' - in fact i believe it is even a brand, is compulsory. Never mind salt being bad for you and for me a rare treat, of course it just must be rock salt... bet that comes from Chinatoo along with the just as fake mindfulness kits...
Actual kits that are useful and work are young ferrits which are a spiritual pursuit that also works...
Especially when you spend a decade manipulating them into enticing so many other children, to also have My Family And other Animals existence - i bought it for yet another lost uppity one last year only as her daughter was quite unique, and maybe even not beyond hope....
Which is why they bought all the homes even in way aside places, but forgot.... when they got there all the flouncing.
Anyway i shall never forget TWO - the second as scientifically valid sampling, so called 'poetry evenings' in the south, where the 'poetry' was almost only about their illnesses - all the men brainwashed that writing a poem about their prostrate is something that may get others to, clap..
I would rather listen to a real poem about getting a dose of that than all the moaning but this January took the biscuit with " the wound" - she didnt look very wounded to me,
even if thats their currency
Anyway... all this hurt and hurt and woundy stuff i full well know can ONLY be soothed and therapised by actually ramming a truck load of the most hurtful salty stuff, where it hurts..
And no therapy should ever be charged for when it all fails, so i don't even expect anyone to chuck anything in my hat even if i spent hours sorting and uploading 100s of the most hurtful salty stuff ever this winter - it was kairos time..
Just was, but no time to write down the ones that i have and havent yet...
These were... (of course now due it being Anglophonic all uploady things think by default you only wish them harm or worse.... when all i wish to do is really rub salt into anyones wound for theiur own good as there is no deeper one than mine especially when in fact a dedcade was spent truly Pied-Pipering so so many local ex towny kids into just a bit of true therapy which is what the spiritual religiosity of ferrits always was.... and it works: cause a child to have true mindfulness as if they arent and have the wrong vibrational frequency of getting it wrong, they get a nippy reminder to ... collaborate... actually be 'animal' as well or at least a half zenny one as ferrits do have second sight and smell
and can tell
when you are a fake
dozens more much better ones to put up just to long ago pondered maybe a point can be made: get over yourself therapy or ...
even 'hurt' - the actual valid kind that is so hurtful its amazing one didnt become a dead parrot, is merely cultural ..or something like that...
and...well all needs connecting, to see a so called super'therapist' of the region - she cant even get her extremely expansive ts and cs sorted out so as a simple matter of whether the p[rice is 1300 quid or something like that or 15 or 17.... basically against trading standards yet 'use' a child as they all do in the begging bowl - in almost the exact opposite mode as i have ...
means you all have no hope
no matter how many times they may chorally parrot "hopemaking" (yes its a new one as stated the nomen-clatter i do find extraordinary and its increasing.... even if i have seen no better example of something NOT working and even heard two truly horrid intepersonal rude ranty wars ongoing in their paradise... )
nothing to do with me all i care about is finding SOME common lexicon thats clearly never possible any more which means all is 'hiraeth' which is the same as death ... whereas saudade is subtly "but we just could get it [ the good thing] back... " and if someone told them ALL of physics or
ohh yes as of 3ish years ago every rediculous would-be-therapist - all London or SE refugees, all you hear nowadays is " ohh my now we know its all a quantum field ....all along we were right it was energy radical=love-energy.... wow the energy and vibrations are so much more real..."
funny that as physics says we have absolutelly no idea what any of it is...
which is a potential saudade back to before all these space cadets who so so so KNOW what is reality...
well its back to times when there was the peace of knowing we know nothing and certainly know anyone trying to make cash from some or other therapeutic knowing, needs a bit of societally therapeutic ducking stool..
ohh but that would be druel being that all the therapies and all the courses and workshops and expensive supplements and even fancy rock salt shopping trips mean they never had the time to actually be the 'earth protectors' thei t-shirts announce. so the water is indee so poisonous that fair dinkum a real man taught his kids years ago not even the maddest of them all one would wish a sniffle - decry the sin not the sinner...
(ahh but i like the profound - i have one picture of an unfixed gate a young girl should be using ... now that - the imager, is profound...maybe one day - they dont understand what 'caring' is - its in the heart ..always... kids first, always... im lucky i always did.... and succeeded too.. herding kids AWAY from their devices is EASY always ..if you put other real stuff in their places..of course on mumsnet they will always be making excuses about as they so NEED the expensive 500 quid pram or whatever else... that no kid ever wants, they just want fun....and some learning at the same time too.... which ferrits always provided for free no screens needed... oh yes at this location the same year the mindfulness/ mediation coach bloke i wouldnt name to spare his blushes made sure one of ours given to his step lass had a long slow painful death.... " bob you must make sure the kids always make sure the cage is always locked ...as they know from ages up at ours... no matter what your spiritual wellness zen stuff beaming out of your 65 year old eyes may think as you constantly remind us too you being on a magical plane above us all due your tai chi pants ....ferrits are not Philip Pullmanesque magicalethereal beings, they are a bit thick when it comes to finding their own grub if not taught by mum or dad in the wilds...so they always die if they escape..". as they did.... )
