Now... twelve or thirteen years ago someone older said that to me; and i know she was merely parroting some memeobullshit..
But this time as it's linked to
HOW to ... persist the worst,
https://www.simonclayton2020.com/2026/07/i-would-like-to-know-of-worse-one.html
And of course that's also at the root of how to actually guide someone you may love in certainly ignoring dodgy Carlism.. (full grown up critique of their god has been in my can at least two weeks but i've been.... full)
https://www.ralphschism.com/2026/07/i-should-have-asked-her.html
In that if one wished to advise anyone one loved what are the real steps to take to not become a De Botty victim and addicted to hius seventy books of his buciness model to have you in his waiting room forever..until his last plucked hair no longer grows..
(all headshaving symptomatic of smallthing neurosis the other variant)
Anyway the above is incomplete as still its about what are the truly great little 'small things' - the 'moments' as in part 1 or maybe part 2 audio of the above how a really horrid boring thing comes along out of the blue and oppresses you and as it suddenly evapourates you just feel lovely and energised - real energy not the fake reiki or Oracle Girl nonsense which anyway they can never describe..in story
But i can at last describe the small ones....
For them.
And have been hard at it for some days however it takes time even when on it full time not to 'think' i never think i just rattle off without thinking, but its to be in marginal places uder threat of at least opprobrium - endemic pandemically in their fantasy lands... but then you just persist and the little small bubbles of goodstuff come but only when THEY want to...
Even having a wonderful hour long chat with an extremely rare (" i could sue them for trauma ...you have used the f bomb word three times in a public place that defines liability insurance and you're wearing the lanyard that says BE NICE!!!" ..." well you can f off with that.... you wouldn't dare..." )
Anyway i am ageist....
As she knows.
As i told her: " look Mister Russel the one who tore up his Lordship...age 80 he told the judge exactly where he can get the fuck off....you.... have no reason NOT to write your book ...about how truly apalling british universities became.... as you knew within...now did you know the dodgiest of them all...MAureen..? "
however.... the one conversation with which 100% to end the road...
And now they most be woven soon.... even if a patchwork...but it all always tells one simple story...
(" we know history has been rewritten..... starting with your old job....and then, yes, THERE - the seat of all fake evil..... cos theyre too busty being fake to have done the real evil they actually always intended..as was superbly shown in the 30s movie waterfront...and their lusting after.. the pressiossss es in the Harrods of the North.."
")
