latereve ...for at least a while before dozing off to himtoo...
So, searching, for some other way to critique ....
that's a point! shared lexicon how on earth does one describe onsesself in a so called society where even the word 'liberal' has been twisted into something, by some clever dick, suggesting one is in fact all along part of the corporate plot!
(we knew about fourty five dull years ago, over out underage illegal shandies in the pub)
So, this is war... especially now it did indeed come at dawn. (How wonderful to be spanked yestermorn, with a real woman's words " I think you need to do a bit more work on that one ... " i did tell her that getting out my big job, meant it was time to get down to the propper one... of describing that glorious moment.
Which as she knows is an ode... to what should never be. In one dodgy tool of her trade.
Gobbledygook over soon. Especially as we have a new word: rootsy. Perfect; even if it comes via the usual icebreaking via some dumb mutt. (which has to be also purposed into how the one that always makes me laugh - i get her infact always have second sight " i just KNEW you would have that arsy awkward squad answer to my simple straightforward polite question.." who is most insulting about her dumb mutt. She loves of course but performative love is perraps the problem... )
And the word for the day is bogus. Even if in Bogusville which is merely a whole region which has no interest whatsoever for me.... at least its got a slightly nicer vibe, flavour or frequency, than fake.
And on the very last walk...of course! California and The source in one troupe so inhumanly trampin' around not even noticing such a truly lovely place to have some random encounter and perhaps just a lil' solidarity that such places should inculcate...
Nope, the endless 'headspace' talk - or rather instruction! One pointing her gibberish at the other as she knows so much more about all that brain function, right out of a Fatty McGee so called discussion....
I bet she monetises, too....or at least plans to. When the latest science is the whole damn thing - high-tech, imaging it, is illusion....
Yet more of the same lost boy hype...
That yes indeed could never in a million years be figured, from a brain scan, of what happened in mine, when i saw that one perfectly symbolic violent repercussion. Beyond discussion.
She though seems to know - intuitively, value free, magically. Why it made me smile.
and thus is worthy of living on.
When to others it would have represented, The End.
Politeness thus far means she won't admit all the others around the bend.
..... lets see, how far; and what the breakage does portend.
Ok back to business, now ... without any doubt theres a gloomy fog
all around, (even the price of nags has just plummeted! so i am reliably informed
but i bet no one mentions, ditto the price of their houses, down the bog
nineteen ninety or thereabouts i remember well,
it took about two weeks for suddenly Maggies property owning democracy
to become for many a living negequitous, hell)
