not ready til 0800
if the battery lasts
ahhaaahh but as i said i have a "superb memory " however I admit my failures and left my just washed shorts so have to walk back... but not now... there is a reason. I need to be in signal, just in case...
Now
This may seem like some spiteful snide attack, ad hominem even if a sane person knows most things are universal and certainly much of our biology is pretty standard even if we may have had a few dull decades of such obsession about the personal small things. Which is a good definition of neuroses.
I certainly remember still a previous even longer droughty hurty one.... and i have no recollection of ever taking out a water bottle. Of course the (i must go back to the stupendous chat with the therapising Austrians who really did one hundred percent chimetoo... ) this century descent into such everything-hurts, is just a natural reaction to large exterior events one of course couldn't control such as mistaking buildings for airports in YAnkeeland, then the worst of all death camps in Syria - 300,000 likely most horrible death camp deaths ... stifled to death underground in MR Assad's torture theme parks Mrs English Assad checking in with her Chelsea PR company to check for the right hashtag so as to move on asap...
But without doubt the most obvious outward expression of the mass formation neurosis sheep dip their toe into nothing is that tyranny of " you aren't hydrating yourself in accordance with my lanyard status...shame on you... " shame being the worst of all the attacks on tghe hominem.
And as for who really started it, even before (wonderful anti Gabor chat a week ago i must get to soon, even if i simply cannot understand her ghosting, ohh well folk are unknowable...because) yes the modern last 15ish years of all the messianic preachers who's whole act is to appear unpreachy ...
The worst and first offender
By the River Piedra we sat down and wept...Jesus, what a dangerous pimp of nothing he was... as was evident in the woman he ruined, the only one i really thought had it all licked...
nope - conned into forever looking for the impossible perfect candidate
when she couldn't even
mean what you say, to a lovely six year old...
which is the root of most so called 'mental elf'
con
fusion.
Common sense fused ....ooh better word - their trendy one 'Alchemist' ed... mixed in with Mister Coelho's ' theres always a better one the other side of the mountain' parasitism of the female mind...
Makes Eckheart look like a Johnnie come lately, ametuer...
now...no disrespect to real propper walkers of whom there are a few...and wanderers up to gorgeous Hillocktop streams...
But the Neruda " a conversation does not begin until we have been speaking an hour..." is pure and true.
and its so sad to meet a few fine minds and lovely fresh faced faces... and it all to be flattened out in the polite pants of politeness to visitors who one would like to know their reality deep down inside as most dont even walk up to the hills...so they must be ok
but you cant as they must walk on
and what i should not put here...
But as i dont even have the battery to check first thats all that mindfulness really is... i stand by anything i may reflect upon and i know its meant only ever in good faith - and others opinions are only to debate nicely face to face ...
which as usual one evening a few ago one realised is no longer possible...
all the assumptions just one overheard sentence...
loads missed out.... for now
but i have the best ever three year excuse. The illusional gibbers.... they were bad enough in The Marches, but in Swestershire my my they are indeed a different breed
Pure bred... quite incapable of even recalling what
they said
(about jobs they book you to do..)
Beyond therapy, as thats what its FOR
