Sunday, 16 August 2026

No i shall chose when it's black bunny time

 

not the ineffably fucked up faeries


never mnd the unfixable fucked up ai that is as random as if it was on psychs...





but gave me a timely reminder

the meaning of life is i hope the farmer on the sunday mornin farmin show knows he gas a rare breed he should take to a show...


" me [f] i'm up every day harvestin...  roamin the stock....FIXING...  and youtubing it too ..." 

( to be researched for fakery but she sounded pukka, A KEEPER as they say...)

anyway so the wise ones have spoken of late of their Pushkin . 

I'm not so sure.... not my thing lyrical novelling...

and his stuff on " Eve" looks a bit ehhh.... whateverr . ..

but i guess a reason to bother 'keepin on' as they say... having had the briefest nose....

sounds saner than weirdo psycho serial badtobabebloke  ajacent Dickens 



“I loved you once, and perhaps that love has not entirely died.”


“The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.”