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Monday, 1 September 2014

PR....(only)

" I do not accept this [absurd] extradition....!!"
A new hero/cause.... to celebrate.... in it's coppers joining in the PR business hardly able to geta  word in edgeways the bossy ones of the hospitals who'll injunct you as soon as sit you down for a good man~to~man..or sooner....
Now..... just after the moment when I too..... am preparing a bit of international action.... except mine is to prevent exactly this ridiculous waste of cash....
I think my bill to UK PLC ...might be up to about that ...what was it i can't recall the figure, notional, was so ...notional.... million bucks?" ...
And i shall so so enjoy rubbing certain noses innit.... that bit you DO have to do....

what a moment, even if we get back...way way back ...to sex and the under ten year old.... soon....
"[a rare thing, a lizard with a good reputation, long long explored for..] you have a choice..... shut up and after a  few months it will die down and you will be let in the back door then out one over this side of the waters... and your wrist will hardly show the whelt of the little slap..... or, speak, out, and they will take the red hot poker to your balls and wire it to your toenails concurrently.... never mind do their best to shut you up forever..almost....."
"There is no choice...that is the point of beinga  parent...it certainly does away with such pesky confusions....and con under....aaaa....i ALREADY SLEEP WELL DESPITE THE COCKROACHES ACC CAP....  "

i AM THAT "GENIUS"...

AT MY WORK ...ACC CAP...anyway, my work..... but the balance is there too.....
o publish....
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hahh she fights....
no point.....
there is always a way......

bin....go!

I have the DNA....even.....
Her soul....all

Sunday, 31 August 2014

hahhh..... havent looked ages, the stats say my record readership at the moment is Turkey.... from nowhere...
How curious....
I do want to go on my hols to Kurdistan though..... and I heard this astonishing bit of journalism on how in some of these areas they have set up full parallel youth councils and wimmin are all power in many local polis.... (we will never manage here even the former...despite their promises... ) ... Now the only interesting thing really that anyone has said to me this year is chap whois battling his utterly conscienceless and brutal chinese ex... very anglicised ...so it is a draw...
The latter fighting party though the upper hand in doing your head kin as in he cant even pretend he knows what his manifesto means.... I wrote.... which says no matter what, kid first....

Anyway it was said "the one child policy [we all know creates rather a lot of narcissistic monsters in which case any solo kid deserves our compassion] ... infact is ignored by the majority... theres almost always a way..."
Well though Ive never heard that from the paid holidaymakers of the BEeeb.... I just hope it is true .... and isnt it a bit nasty generalising "not one of all chinese solo kids even can spell compassion...[for reasons given]".... It ain't the Bear thats the prob.....you just wait..... there will only be one game in town.... and as always it is about simple psychology that comes about in childhood... and if you dont lightly admonish all... when the single child is naughty.... you create a monster even monner..
which of course ....dot dot dot....

(which, though I would like to be ambassador for the region, only if I can marry Malala as a sign of two kingdoms at peace...prized... not really of course... and know exactly how else too to neatralise the various no~real~threat of anything ... which is truth because things do change and indeed whereas whilst in J2s time it may not have helped nowadays the problem is untruth in that the brownlands hear so so little of the negatives of the stuff and the freedoms some lust after and some are feaful of....  so they need congratulating for less booze, maybe less stuff amongst various moderate sections of society.... and in fact their essentially "socialist" [quoting my Islamic tutor] Queerun... is fairly bang on in the moderate version... never mind a rather pacifist thing too.... relative our lot ever ear.. the last 500 years...
But that all that isn't it... its the other stuff, the little stuff... despite whatever ideas... my experience of brownlands is widespread laughter... far more general good health }~ lithe energetic old folk bumbling about with large sacks of Qat or daisy cutters on their backs...
You dont see many motability scooters there...
blah di blah.....




simply magifique....

Now, hahh thats a rarity, one prepared ealier via Word 2003 which still works just fine even eleven years on....and a pirate version has thye added advantage of no ads or other stuff fiddling with your mind...and the endless distractions that destroy wisdom or even a go at it....
magnificent.... http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b04f8m5d which proves the point: A there can still occasionally be some great writer who cuts through all the crap even spattering poshland with every other word "bumboy" and "crap" ...well one assumes, Wiki a bit not on the ball there, what too much info to keep up with these days?
Which only goes to show...... fucking elite no you never ever want them in charge... here is the logic: it is summer. Poshfolk and even me take some time out at rivers or seaside in the summer.... and yet here you have a premiere of a truly magnificent tour de force...in three parts....i miss the first busy fighting angels.... and playing with a few too... catch the second and fall about giggling.... thinking ok there qwill be a few weeks surely to go back to part one...I mean its the holls and surely the Oxford elite that run the beeb will alow their mates a bit of time to catch up...i mean they keep rerunning Ed & Jen .... and then there are loads of other dreadful little disabled actor plays that seem to be available forever....
But there you go.... a day off .... and you click on 2 weeks back.... just two pathetic weeks when you get older it flies by.... because one has a life.... two little weeks....
Yet some elitist bossyboots deems it the will of his nasty little godlike bossy greedy mean silly little fuckhead rules... that it can only stay up one week.
Well that really really is it..... as in copyright has some sense, not much as troubadours did just as good a job on gruel and handouts...as did Voltaire...
and the wise froggies even give their artists a much higher rate of dole between jobs which is fab! ...
But the problem with all modern law as in the law which states you get arrested for going abroad with your kid....when Kate Hall T did just that a decade earlier.... x2...kids..
 And the current one well...... hmmm.... i could do with some late autumn sun..... if plans go well....and she doesn't return.....

Even if magnificent orator, best left..... on second or third or actually about 100th thought.... prob he doesnt get enough sleep either.....to think...all that history and fact he has to juggle so well....
Now brownfolk need exam[ples just like anyone else but no country is going to be brave enough to do a Gandhi....
But hang lon.... we are about a hundred times richer as in ability to borrow/suck up to richies/ blah blah.... why have i not heard a solution as in 1% tax on every Euro... and thats just the folks... or somesuch....
I mean we have world~laws against removing citizenship....ever...funny how the Tories are so freaked by Nige they are so losing it that .... (fillinlater when left the cuntry)
If one has the means to pacify a situation, never even bothers much to do so, and you then cause direct death...well, I call that murder....
Because there are absolutes + obvious contexts...
SO, even if we spent ALL the money on tanks bombs concentration camps, waterboards.... on, instead, absolutely mountainous supplies of even teargas, mixed with laughing...mixed with sleeping gas... and ok throw in a million tazers....
Just like the youngman shotdown on youtube ferguson ...
Surely the west in almost every conflict for decades has had the ability to send in the choppers in ever decreasing circles of chucking out the gas... or itching powder.... and neutralising many of the so called  dot dot....surely murder is all murder when it isnt absolutely necessary... and even then....
only if you have not any other means even to restrain your foe...
surely that is possible with even 0.1% of loadsa GDPs combining...
with todays massive industrial complex well able to mass produce all non~lethal.... stuff...
having many months recognised the t word... I think George really really does have it wrong....

And just think of the "peace dividend.."....
In which case please carry on fab policy Dave.... at least the gradual decline into disprosperity for other than the bombmakers cos i think the peeps not quite so daft as they appear... cos it may be better in the long run a lot less goddam stuff in the world than would otherwise be the case if they did for once and all sort out all this unnecessary.... silliness that even year 11 could figure just is....  juvenile.







“sponsored by twigletts” * yestaft at about 5pm…..
You see that personifies the problem….
And I predict it will become the damaging problem…. 
Infact maybe it is even parable of the problem (compassion, of yes was going to say…. I sympathise, all those risk factors you have…. It is VERY hard to move beyond that stuff, I mean if you read this you must be aware of at least three or four…. )
“terrorist asbo” …some silly bimbo on Broadcasting House…
If you actually play your part in society and attempt to dig a little deeper than her feyness and acedie … then the facts via Galloway suggest that as there has already been rather a lot of milton Keynes gunrunner credit, pretend kevlar vests which are a bit more pokey than the media might allow…  
It sure suits Dave and co in his white one
(you see there we go again….. I do NOT cheat….  
If a perverter of Islam is sophisticated enough to manage aparently jolly good production values in their holiday movies… then they sure are sophisticated enough to manage to get the word out, no big bangs in London town for a while…whilst they are one of the centres of the supply line via the Syrian resistance which obviously has tunnels and ratruns throughout the region (fuelled on the cheap)…
All I know if I were a beraggEd tuber I would be broadcasting, hahh that lot…. Forty years ago they decided wimmin would be equal in all yet they cannot even manage a little law that says 50/50 round the goatgrab of the boardroom furniture….
Pity them….
And as for the if you are going to do something at least pretend to do it properly….

Lots of dots there…..

As the goddess of the Universe (spanning all) has made her mission (so stop being bought by the FGM etc brigade…. Simplify it! …)
There is only one way to cause a real effect which may just be the one we wish (and at least we may have a few more great Mosy comediennes who have the guts to take the piss out of US rather than just their own kind….its a start) … just the helicopters overhead Ross’s rave last weekend … all the so called disabled youth for miles attended as they are the only ones who can aford a jolly reliable income for their drugs…and we arent talking the medicinal ones…
About £20grand…so imagine the cost of the drones, tanks.bombs…
Educate them….. especially the wimmins…. There are already some fine ones, well, attack them with leaflets making only one promise…. We don’t promise to feed you or even save you from the spoils of war…. Because we are saving all our cash for the one thing we will promise, and no free stuff online cannot ever move the soul…to THINK….. we’ll educate all our pathetic youth as well, to en masse be available to educate especially your babes….
No matter what it costs…..

But of course one can only dream…..
(never heard in any discussion or propo ever as is the case with 99% of my little revelations…. Now, that’s the thing… I know there is something, I know no one can know the game (gamechager, where did that one come from? Pathetic… most of them still are onnit it is called demanding cash to do what is easy…bring up kids, which actually does you more real good than everything ive ever known…by far… indeed in a sane universe they should PAY for it….

HAHH AHHHA Estelle our law worked! We (I actually) brought in mass mediation being the principle of anyone can make a peace treaty …. If we did even if mum like all Poles her thieving tendencies eventually got the better of her…. Thieving it back… (as the church did as soon as they could just in Lublin the commies in retreat the church fingers in every pie…the mafia baked for them…wonderful example to their pops…)
Anyway….. now, we brought ion the cancel legal aid law as it fuels nasty women… and unfortunately the last few years more and more nasty men….
But they just brought back…. This weekish….cash for MEEdiation!!!!

(not that it’ll work, far too much self regard and footstampiness, I only CHOSE the most advanced psyches to assist nowadays and every single one “MY ex is the maddest and baddest ever…. [which like the 75% clinically depressed, 10% ADHAD, 25%abergers… 10% ~these actual figures amortised for what people really are about and the joy of diagnosis…. Yet to come except not enough diagnosers left of the ees…. The issue! ….10% FOOD ALLERGIES [ACC CAP  when 25 near enough REPORT them and that was twasver the same number the real one thatis…] the… 10% SERIOUS FOOD ACC CAP … food disorder as performance art…. The 10% SELF SLASHING (A “PLACEBO” ..ACC CAP that is the rather daft colaborator…)…  all adds up to a hell of a lot more than all of you…which means just like the litigating parents…. Who never can see: all is cancelled out, theres nothing wrong with anyone except say a bit of real cancer eating out the insides of the tits… and as for them all being the worst ever…. Well… you do the math, zero or infinity belong in the equation I believe which may result in zero or infinity…

“food art” now I have heard it all…..
laugh Talibs! Laugh….. and cry for your many undernourished…and ours too….

But, there IS the thing…. That need, no faith… know that theres nothing knowable to have faith in…. however the syncredent or (never use the word seren version) or just too many coincidences….
Causes one to wish to claim something via one’s fellow man …or even woman…. Not that there is any difference whatsoever excepting one few months or so when blah blah… afterwhich nappy changing should be shared exactly, cant you COUNT?! 40 years…..
Whats wrong with quotas…..? rediculous…
Anyway…. The need to impress…. No matter how humble….. but such a lot of playful little clues (none of which one musr act upon other than to perhaps trust don’t even know what in as…dot dot…) NO ONE ELSE NEED KNOW (CHEATING ALMOST NEVER ACC CAP BUT LEFT IT ACC CAP AFTER THE “one”
[that’s just to piss er off small letrs

I know she knows that’s all I know….. and can ever know
And no human is going to do anything imaginative …. Because no one else believes that …
You can move through absolutely anything…. Without a fuckin self help book or any outside anything….
Cos those things really don’t …work….

Ergo 250% in a hell of a silly mess…..
Which isnt even true cos  amortising in the definite lifeshortening flab and sugar addiction…. That of course morphed into booze, same thing…..
There is some overall improvement even if no one will ever figure why as random double blinds even cannot yet see collected consciousnesses and all that and (NOT metaphysical that’s all balls … but it may be the junk DNA is up to more than being junk say works even more in tandem with the psyche than we realise even now…except of course “happiness” is unknowable by most so even the questionnaires pretrial are culturally constructed….. I wish for death most walks…. Cos I know that there is no fear …. worth fearing…. But in fact moreso I simply know that no one will be much fun ever talking with ever again the poison of prediction and knowing what you need is epidemic far more lethal than any superbug….never mind so so so utterly BORING!!!!!  The only definition of fun I know is launching a nuclear attack on some pretend beautiful person/ hippy/ trustifarian actually or poor versionof/ priestess of the Rainbow… i.e. the ones I just KNOW will go off in a huff…. After the tears… and winning, friends once more….. and using it all along as lesson plan in action…. Odds so so so against success as in just how it used to be in the old days impossible now….
Smileything….one of those really passive aggressive ones…. )


That say in reality behind his little mask, fuck you all, I’m alright Jack…why should I care for one of you…. 
silly old me.... (living in the present, even the dreadful Buddies with their no~ones~friend~nirvana~one~day~copout.. means living only this life, all of it... not being fearful of any of it.... which the Buds personify.... why so many dreadful Brits boast on Something Understood of their holidays to the monasteries.... which pay for their upkeep..yes all thats obvious but no one seems to understand fear....so i better polish my monologue... )
which includes absolutely no hair shirt however .... what hope can there be for the recent generations who simply cannot grasp that one needs to consume absolutely nothing, I really "consume" nothing that someone 300 years would not also be consuming in his Woodlanders shack or shed... 'vitls... bit of coffee ..in phases on and off....(makes no actual difference to one's state of mind).. mead can be taken or left for years...bit of baccy and change is personified in many years full of total contempt for the handroller scum then forced onto it due the poverties after a  few mths realise it has far less chemicals that zonk you out than even the ultra lights i for so many years only ever smoked....  and then the almost but not really essentials, a few pots and pans

But the youth must look for some solution to everything like the neurotic (oh metaphore or simile just effete pants dillin l;ater) ...
They must fiddle.... one does consume inner tubes at the rate of blackberries foraged just from the hedges even a month back...(hahh hahh apocolypse, nature a last mad grab at survival just like those yankee politicians a decade back as they sensed the party over....stealing all your stuff...except apocalypse never of course motherearth will plod on regardless...)

But, no, the "baking paper" slotted in under the flapjack .... simply is no innovation, especially when it catches fire...pots and pans and baking trays... (all that fat not as if you have a surfeit...poor Jen....)
were invented thousands of years ago and one could purchase in or steal a few enough for life and pass them down gen after gen if one just.... enjoess of it...
But no no younger grasshopper can grasp any of that anymore....
They look for solutions when none are needed.... except that the definition of elitism is only the sadness
YUK used to strive for some notion that ordinary products such as inner tubes and the glue one purchases in the standard puncture repair kit... may be there as reassurance that the common man may rely on reasonable innovation ad inf....
But no, every single one of the £9.99 for 2 inner tubes I have bought over the last year ... of rather a lot of miles.... (various suppliers, all of whom will be named ) ... simply fails to do its job.. twists within the tyre, thus tearing at the valve seat, of course they no longer has the little ring any more that would hold it stably..... and then theres the patches 'n glue....almost all of which may as well be marked not for use other than inside the playroom where h&s rules mean no real stickiness to owt...
The common man cannot even keep her bike on the ordinary road without an opera of huffing and puffing.....
But then, theres the supercilious stabbing of the elite ... the "my clients are there all weekend mountain biking on their 2grand machines then pay me 100 a week to maintain ready for next weekend.... well, the inguys use these special tubes and sealants..." which run out at £12 a wheel..then you need a special tyre at whatever.... then you have to but the special pump too... blah blah... "
which of course is probably available somewhere online a bit cheaper....
But the problem is ... and i would if i could..... when all recommendation/forum/product placement is so potentially pervertable by loadsa chinkies clicking away at 1000 an hr plus post..ing falsename....
And the man in the bike shop, now cutting~edge~engineering facility, only those on 50 grand plus can aford to use... cannot tell STORIES which are believable of which brand actually IS any good for sure he's tried one anothether and sees one another in and out but....
Who would be so daft as to chance half their weekly foodbill ...addendum, all....just on a fuckin innertube "system" which may or may not be just as crap after a year....

Elitism is there, alive, and kicking everyone else such that the ordinary person pulls their hair out that time and again puncture repair kits don't.... [OMDL~ even the solution is designed it appears with piss in mind] .. and some creep who may be butler to the nouveau riche in his maintenance facility.. just sneers
(which does matter.... because the ordinary young no longer have faith in ANYthing.....

 How nice....even i forget sometimes.... other than some pretend electronics just for this.... (ok if we include a camera but thats a dictaphone really as they are all a disaster now they reinvented em) ... to be in a zen state of (clothing is free... that inabit) ... pretty much consuming nothing more than someone was consuming same demographic etc...[in fact less as class is surely only about reading, it is the only art that infotains better than all the rest and all money is silly really...so one is top arristo indeed... ] consuming almost nothing over that consumed for so long... and i prefer to walk than bike...so thats only you sad'ncrazy bitches having consumed so much of my time already the last ten plus years...no more...ever



The theory of god....

Now, she'll forgive, for the ultimate sin, surely... of being indifferent... truly. And getting one over on those Buddhists with their large crotches....pants...
The more one ponders how much is pants...
There is only one pleasure and it is juggling all as a perpetual motion project.... live in the past present and pretend.....
Hell of a lot more enjoyable than living fearful of it all in some Buddhist pants....
which incidentally of course coincides with the era where loadsa twats came over the mountaintops that separated me from the money.... as they invaded and brought, no that should be bought....
rather a lot of various Buddhas with them...
Before the buyers into Buddhism all found my old region (Craswall, second highest farm in the Black Mts) ... not only was it a matter of pride to answer one's phone/ postal vote/ message via the drunk in the pub.... for example the young woman of Cliford who had petrol doused over her in some pot war ... would have actually been parented properly by her parents and in fact raised into more healthy activities ....
So easily discharged if one has the excuse of it being important to reach the zen point of doing fuckall for society which includes a hell of a lot of plebs whom cannot aford the little statues never mind the ....dot dot

 (my personal zen is NOT..... [hahh i was going to put up a disclaimer yesterday in the heat of the terror levels at their hottest ...but it was so unimportant i forgot it...and i forget little..]... anything to do with zen anything from centuries past.... it is a shorter word to type or spit at the slaves who are so lazy they fall asleep turning the spit of my fires of hell.... for being at peace.... no rumpus....

and even....
(now, lots of late is written in a timeless way theres nothing happening except everything..... but suggestions at actual happening dialog, well, such things aren't to be taken literally in the present....

However the last year of grasshoppers ( a swarm) ... is real and will live forever that I know....

Anyway I forget too much to make any coherent sense and anyway there is too much....
There is one tragedy .. the largest Buddha statue of them all...indeed he's fat and looks like one so ugly (i respect him for...and respect him even more for making a joke to my equidistant poncey cafe owner on his fat~man status..and she just..... kinda treated him with contempt....the tragedy is that despite his wonderful refs in his profile and writing and even preaching to me.... to his children, so uncool that especially for the coolest man for miles and miles.... he wont DO anything...and he could change the world because he knows why it must be changed.... cos it is so boring to hear years and years of "biological clock" to "food allergy**" to...."the vix are all abusers too...and thats the drunken wifebeaterrs.... biological clocks can be reset...with enough beatings...period )


** never mind the flab, now I took someone under my wing a year back ... who as absolutely mensa 140 top of the class (and references from the top knobs round and about) was adamant that bread caused extreme stomach upset and the runs ...and loadsa farting too....
Bit of my treatment, within 3 months is actually addicted to a loaf of the stuff a day...and we are talking cheap bottom end stuff...
In fact I could write an whole amusing opera about that little episode...maybe I have.

Now I love my science, then USA discovered the self help manual and helping onesself via it... and then in the 20s and 30s the crossover begab into making it sound a bit more...bossy...
Which has come to even reasonably carefully thought out science as ...cultural baggage... which even the Coehlos pervert into stealing placebo and weaving it into his anti~woman stories of only svelte little tarts.... whom are one and all svelte... or doers he know you all could be if you just stop believing...in yourselves...
But then USA is always the baby in the corner...hahh thats a point, me the big bulimic... eating all of it ... all.... and spitting it out urea tinged..
We will come to that later.

There is no more "science" one needs to know that farmer~scientology from hundreds of years back being if an animal is brought up in a pen close to lots of noise and given a bit of regular rough treatment, it will have various battered~monkey~syndrome characteristics like pacing frantically the cage, picking its scabs until ity is just one big scab...never mind lower reproductivity and muscle tone... etc...
So why does humanity all chose to prioritise noise above health.... "health" whatever that magic thing is....cos it almost is
And as for even beeing half decent "critics" well it is amazing how there are plenty of true greats still bubbling below your radars... indeed the only one whom ever had real spirit.... never mind the elation when this was spied four or five weeks back, never having even heard of it...and like so many the Millionaires album was on loop me seventeenish....

And then got into draft posts.... and photos...that day when due the "health and safety" the power stations had to be blown up at Dawn.... one Sunday morn...
Which fits in exactly with a load of film I also have of.... even the farmers nowadays have no sense whatsoever of humanity and will crop right up to your hobbithole backdoor... Sunday Dawn... even Sunday dusk....
And the point is, I know... I dont need any science .. that below your godgiven allotment ..of 7 to 8 hrs... fear creeps in.... it is so obvious you don't need any high priestess to pontificate any science or other nonsense indeed defines our labscape [typo, we shall leave..kinda cute maybe even god enforced upon you..]of Thatcherite fear

You do a hell of a lot of unsafe damage to the health of thousands with your narcissistic big bangs of the Sunday morning when everyone should still be in bed....with their babe....  for their fuckin health...


and great writers just write about ..that


(scientology, above...is capitalised by MissO..curious woman as cyclical as the schitzo mind of even a well trained one. which of course is the problem, the capital s not the wimmin who would be sorted if they just developed legs to run from the wifebeating priest and at least declared a truce based on their longevity............ indeed wavering, in a way the bible at least brings a bit of life to morality, which is always going to be all there ever was once agricultural surpluses changed lifestyle into what it will have ten thou or so years back...
cash..... now my local rag says 70 mil to be the cuts in Powys [i do NOT live in... all Welsh are infantilised fatties except two or three Ive met and recorded...and Steve Jones the great biologist who takes the piss out of himself espesh.. ..period] ....
But.... up on my wanderings there is a stone mason..... at work, on Saturdays.... only, wre talk... [he personifies the problem of the progressive society having gone backwards as we shall come to ... and have elsewhere] .... the rest of the week he is inundated with work cementing the cracks in the so many old churches dotted hither and thither.....
someones still got some cash...loads and loads as hes dead expensive....
funny thing is a recent survey (by me) finds absolutely no one under 40ish hardly ever there at service or even cultural gatherings....

I think you know what that little factoid means......





poor Herman

His therapy never worked.... and of course it is that utterly dreadful Buddhist pants (oh how they love their Arabian/ Hindukush or whatever other pants pants... leave brack open because that bracket is far larger than YUK allows

Mine did!

Heritage, brand.... They're RICH! [well, once theyve crowdfunded the monetisation ops]

The Initiative for ethical [don't even bother to invent some font/flashing neon combo, nothing would express in iconography the iconuts of the allergic to everything brigade]... porn. (or such labour party funded near words...

"Pakistani heritage".... ehhh............ I'm off to look at some porn which is always a sad and negative business for watcher and watched, and always will be, and can never be anything else, and anyway Ms Agutter up her tree all those years ago can never be bettered and look what that did to so many.... I gladly cannot format my hard drive and get the pix out my officially notsick psyche....
And then bury myself alive in the riverbed waiting for the waters to raise....

George for king, simply (he is very good on just say never)

Saturday, 30 August 2014

th...thuh....the....the this is the day....

hahh just like that.....
Out of the bottle that it is stuck in and.....
(a much more interesting pic, as there are at least 3 levels in this random purchase and accessories from this morning... much more interesting than the two babes of the book... D & H snogging in the street at the top of their voices... i did know i would get on film.... had i bothered.... evenheredotcom

 now, the amount of coercion, abusive taunting, much of a passive sexual nature... 
(oh yes copyright me, somethingorother vandalism, it escapes just for now), obviously aggressive legpulling, general crossing into personal spaces .... of the last month "if you can guess what this is to be used for [the earlier model, design concept proof of] ... then you can be underqueen...." 
No one has come even near...

Clue, unlike  the ladywriters whom litter the roads blocking the throughfare.... to whom children are just a FEW MORE SHEKELS ACC CAP.. don't need to MissO that one its so burned into the backside ... in clicks.... to me kids are only to be entertained.... for real...in real life......... but it takes a lot of effort don't it.....
And as for bothering to go see if they're maybe  a bit too young for the drugs and booze, well....

This is, the day

And so I should think [innix] so....

Now, just treading water til the rains abate....
howwonderful'tistobeprovedwrong.com except silly bastards leave out the ' never mind have website names that are simple i scream at my plebs all day cos the entrants are so thick as is the droid...(hahh don't go "incognito" in the droid... cos you AINT... at all...)

of course Gospel is the problem and being of a nation that still spends loads on Father Richards Hay St Mary's bogs when the youth have no even half decent club....
fucking Jesus cult is evil.....so Gospel must be treated with a huge Everest sized pillar of salt...
But then the greatest backing vocalists ever are the wobbly ones of the Brownsville lass...
until....
Hahh now, all along.... there is only one great soul singer (relative to amount of fags smoked plus having to hang around with drippy folkies like Joan) .... and all along I had it wrong

(jealousy times 2 cos i wouldv been there front with my lass if she weren't my lass no more...)

Even if the gospel singers stage back are maybe even better and of course therein is some semblance of spirit....
The greatest ever soul singer all along was.... not the blondie
even if ees whitey


But wait til the end...when all the whiteys ave shutup.... wow....

But would they even know... it is exactly this kind of guns in your ground nonsense that frankly has rotted the brains and rusted the spirit of the mechanic there refitting the flat tyre wheels so he can rev up all the way til yes indeed they burn..... in the heat haze as he's off into the sunset racing Dawn and her bloody finger.....
Cos......

tbc.....


 
"he.... just cut through....all the crap"
and that is from someone who utterly hates life.... and hates all on~screen fun..... never mind art or lit
And to have educated her..... dragging her to the screen by her wayward pubics..... is all there is worth living for....no matter how much the mentor is hated...... and twas ever thus.
And as for "i'm not a racist..." the tweet of the day, fuck this silly land will never ever again know quite clearly that its what you do......
never mind what they call footballers....
And even if I would lock every sportsman ever in a cage with Saville's rotting corpse... the footballer had the right words on his desrt Island of discs, it's all about what you are...in your gut. What gets you there...is maybe real, and you cannot hide from....
And that one sends the link... intouchables ifly... to someone, the only one ... i care about ... becuse it is only about him, evenm if he's just a filmic creation.... it still must be some of him innit.... And i don't even ever say "the best film for a decade" because there aren't any.....
It caused me great inconvenience to Lady~in~Red the blackman.....  but I ...did......
(nor will George dotcom..... hols to Palestine hanging out with Yasser.. great fun, sexy... gets you top babe points and Hilary too.... and is wonderful excuse for nopt bothering to get involved in the civil war at home.... over children, be it state or nasty "goddess" [as her passport states] ... fighting over the Tax Credit they carry like aid money that fuels the white Landcruisers of Mogadishu... or the jobs they inflame limke those of granny CAFCASS.... who wont even help her own son in law.... lives in her shed....father to yet another soon to be bastard in all likelies... her own grandbastard....   ".. and all those damaged attachments, littering our lands like the primed landmines of Afghanistan still to be a~trod by frolicking youngsters on their search for water.... as sure as rabbits are...ferret food..... are gonna pop... and I am proud, because i know were the real front is, and do my bit in trenches which have become so infested with footrot its amazing they havent killed me yet.... unfortunately even the wise Scott only pretends to be caring of....but no..... doesn't..... )

Stay......

Mind changed, cos it's like this..... all you want is just one hero/ person to respect...a bit
That is all
Without much sunshine, never mind the Iain Banks kindov mad maudlin that has them all up all night live vampires too pissed or drugged to face the morning sunshine...of course they are insecure....
Ergo Mr Galloway is the fabulous guide to most of the Middle East.... he does the work. But he cannot really stand back from outside the protective dome of him chattering on forever with facts.... which are far more likely to be facts than his media rivals' version....
Those facts... numbers... names....
So intelligently curated for your clicks....
But he cannot see, if pretty much the whole Middle East is armed to the teeth and then there is the underwear that goes bang if it gets a little sticky...
(hahh quite good that one boom boom..and i have a lousy sense of hunour)
Well, that Israel (apologies no time to learn all the facts as in 'taint the Jews acording to him its the Israeli perversion... ) that Israel as part of that evolution is able to neutralise that threat then it isn't any more any more of a threat than the threat of cholera spreading from Palestine over the wall if the bugs dont get picked up by the footbaths...

(i lie.... now the time to figure it..... three srceens on the go and the third so low energy that even my solars can keep it on the go....full vol.... for my entertainment between the boredom of writing to no one there.....in hifi..)

And no, no quotas for wimmin artists.... they were, that is WERE....great.... even better than the blokes .... without anylegupthanksverymuch....



knocked those poncey pages of their perches....
How fine to have been around at that timeshift in time

Anyway.... all pants, George hasnt watched Gahndi ...cos thats the only other answer....
It is of course racist to imagine that the wops can't respond to a jolly good bit of turn the orther cheek propoganda....
As it is to assume they aren't watching...what we do about the co2 levels and doing very little ...cos the pee brains like Florence dont get it he cant drive his guests around in tanks.... to their talks on co2 levels....
And when I am there as war photographer recording the moment for all you sat on your posteriors when you should be out rambling of foraging ....  he just sets a recorder on me.... hahh hahh...

free speach hehhhh... it is here the real war is......

However, now one's own little protective dome of pretending one has some .... whatever.... one thing i hate, because it is crossing into my personal space (try it...i did, you see one of many gifts... there i was a couple of years ago met this great bird on changang.... managed first date in about two days.... as the great Gretchen sang... then LOST her recording of the only great song i know cos she told me..... as we were about to feature it here above..get rid of the nasty Pole they are 50 years behind at least....
skin that comforts... since meeting the sexy Spaniard and going to the fair with her and there we are sat xlegged...and every other word she invades my personal dome over my foreskin... prodding, jabbing.... touch...ing...(thought bubble: how glorious is this! when it has been deprived for so long its all that matters....)
I grab everyone prod and fondle...and if you go in as bullish as the Chinese into Africa set on rape n pilage.... meaning it.....it does work
espesh that big bearhug i do as an explanation to all oralblogged from my breadcrate upturned..."your prob, dear/mate, is you wont just enjoy ...[thoughtbubble my assistant; "is he gonna get face smashed in this time.. hahh hahh he deserves it" ] this ..."

Anyway back to point before were off on the daily stalk.....
It is time.... for  The German... there was only ever one....

galloway is great..... but in a world where EVERYone especially the sortof beautiful people [never the hippies, they are so coy its untrue, terrified of personal anything...which means I am the only hippy left... they certaily arent]
 "gosh...look at you... that tan.... where have you been...."
I mean, talk about personal invasion.....i mean if i had said look at you... that lovely grey hair you leavein undyed i would get arrested....

"well actually, i just get the fuck up in the morning.. take my coffee in the early sun... ehh... then read write or play at legal jesus innit, when in fact these days i just record all for posterity as each is a worthy movie of...your absurd selfish disconnected or uncaring mad  condition.... and then due poverty enjoy walking and cycling innit too.... never mind baths at the river.... ehh...I'm normal luv...;ts you who aint...."

Anyway in the age it is as evil as smoking to be in the sunshine, when in fact the science says categorically that UV is really rather essential for the DNA even if just very occasionally it goes a bit wonky...
That George..... glows with his suntan.....

George Galloway on ISIS and Gaza Massacre


which of course wont come up when fed into selectavid pane here even exact words....
which of course means no one could care ever abouit doing anything propper....
which of doesnt matter as pretty much everyone Ive met for years doesnt really cafre if they even live or die....deep down

But if there is just one Scott who may be twattering, on his mobile wheeling and dealing... from aside his Portuguese swimming pool...in the sun.
Then .... its worth putting up with the moans of all the rest......
And furthermore there must indeed be...hope.

Even if the silly media babes even if its default in UK to cross the line re my suntan... cant even do it when it matters as in ....

So, even if one spends most of the day laughing at almost all of it and turniong off a hell of a lot of it.... real media....
real something or other still kinda maybe more than evber
matters
Except... this prurient fearful and utterly backwards little Island .... will never ever again get it willit.....
Thats the only q....
 

Stay.... just a little bit longer....

(please forgive and I'm going to have to at last DO something about all this.... as stated to one's batman yest: "my conceit, general conceit amongst the populus... you tell yourself that turn late 40s... you wind down a liottle....life and her stabby finger drains you the blood trails out of her wounds to the heel was that Achilese ... and my spelling is variable....but not that bad but this old keyboard is so dodgy i really do have to smash the fingers down on the keys so there are many a missmash...little ones but still.... generally a typo will be in the form of  ttpoo .. the y being next to the tea... the poo comprised actually of the o next to the pee or something like that....as said to the film director in the gang.... addendum the recorder...of war....
"conceit and acedie... mixed in with loads of notbelievingism.....  I often live under the assumtion that one winds down this phase of life... that faculties will fail like the rotting styles that my rambles take me over no cash left to maintain.... [luvitdotcom] .... when in fact it ios quite the opposite to my oft surpise...
[o next to i of course so work it out yerself]
... that one is indeed not even approaching ones prime even this age.....
In which case there's no excuse not to be George..... )

The problem is of course that almost all, in fact all ..media ~ and thats why you are here because you are homo maybeis... (hahh you see of course the cunts wont be on his visitor list ... "So, there was a story Angie's toyboy was fake cos he was a homo.... then one day Max took me aside...its like this cobber... some days he has gay days...some days he doesn't [ i used to fly Angie, otherwise known as so forgettable i can't recall... and even i didn't get the hots for her just me and her up there a mile high... off to her trysts having escaped her Den..... ony a desperate sexually confused would even bother] "

solidarity... there is none no more....

blah blah so.... media. Inteligent media. That paradox of only what is nearby ever really matters... yet we feel we are affected by the far away...which of course we are especially if you live in a city and utterly castiron science for decades has stated you need to be breathing in diesel vapours rather than regular petrol gas..... and all along youre all being killed even more than before.... that little bit of spikiness.......
Which was decided relatively far off from your miserable little designer lofts or sheds at half a mil.... the next gen havent a hope of ever afording....course they will.... they will attack....







free.....

Now, the problem...... seems to me is intractible...
Of course  am hypocritical being Caz and co are twittering in the corner, and even if I cannot hear her my daily alowance of blockerout.....
And even if my little batteries are still nursed into life via some bits 'n bobs gathered from the hunter..ess ... or did I pay? Well I paid....
"Free energy..." my wireless batteries recharged from the sunshine..... so what, but of course there;s a ... because physics is physics in most people's universe and even the quite good Maplin green ones (pale green can't recall their model name bur for gods sake don't buy the dark green ones....Thomas didn't know that..... )
But a rechargeable battery I leave on in the corner draining away with the problem she's too horrid to not drown out.... has a limited lifetime of even if it is 1000 cycles... still I am wasting one of them.....

And, the last five years, well five minus most of one...it is truly as bad as Caz and her nonsense the nonsense you encounter in "99%" of younger professional greens.... exactly the kind who would be on a Saturday farming show on the environment or walking....
If one even hints that their car journey in the Nature Trust motor.... or their little initiative crowdfunded by dint of the fundraiser that draws in the sweetwrapper brigade down to my river.... whereby I have to go tidy up some time l;ater....
They are part of the fucking problem ...and the cost benefit analysis of their jobs.... doesnt add up in the larger equation of it all.
Which sounds like nimbyism of course.
(the amount of say 40 somethings whom attend the same pious ghatherings as said archetypal nicebird who works for nature trust kinda organisations.... who in fact should be tweeting in a city from their desktops for the amount they actually CARE in their gut for nature rather than how good it looks on their fb profile.....who state they may be into some kind of mass gassing...of say just yest oldfolx.... is scary)
In other words work on your own back yard............ first.

But the problem (the mee d'ya..... statements like "we are a litigious society" .... what does that mean, it means the tsunami of  ordinary people who miss out on so mkuch fun trying to find a real personal connection type solution to the human relationships that go wrtong as they always did.... but it is fun trying to lobby for better relations rather than..... "no it's not mee.....I need to go to law..."
And describing every volehole of vanity which means my own personal battle is more special than the next .... and mine cannot be rewired without some help from a state employee ...on fifty grand a year...

But the real problem is take the ramblers.....
Now, I ramble..... a lot.... it is my gift, five years ago I rambled, and deep down it was my main rexation (no it wasn't, that is C.V. crap...) it was just something I did and always did... sort of cos I needed it to be the done thing ///for me...my meme of myself....
And often was thrilled .... after a fairly dody trudge....
But spend an early spring walking ...crawling.. then walking .... a spring three and a half years ago.... walking, surviving, walking, talking....to onesself ....
Perhaps just onesself, probably just onesself.... except.....

Anyway nothing t do with any other force in the universe...except that which says never ever think you know the future....within  a few months my walks are more thrilling than ever imagined...always. Someone gifted me that......
Unintentionally...and it is a lifetime kinda gift gift very very special....
You never even knew was available
Which is the point.

The problem however is when even the walking must be a festevil..... A walk is someting done alone, is alone, is about being at one alone... with everything else....
 And as for paying to ramble on.....
You see it is like this...faith.... in not only onesself to be sensible...but the evil nasty farmer who must put up is gated community round his beasts.... in case he gets done for.."manslaughter" yes...actual manslaughter even the farmer Eastenders~style boo hoos into Caz Graham's mike.... if he can get an emoticon in above her crap...
You learn to figure out how to protect yourself from being mown down by herds of moocows...say by keeping close to the hedge.... no farmer is going to shoot you for straying off the path crossing one corner to the next for sensible reasons skirting round the hedge instead...
But no.... our commentariat cannot butt in with their fat gobs...and talk sense... which then memetically referments the pile of dung which in the same show causes the dickhead groupwalk leader to state
" so the path is a bit overgrown the farmers got better things to do than endlessly strim it.. the LA can't afford it anynmore being just on the madness of stealing Julia Siddons kids they spend half a mil a year on lizard fees... and if we are thuis forced to divert back onto a section of road...that is unsafe.....

Ehh well being as he, unlike me ever, will be covered in neon.... and have his Nepalese mountain stick n gear on ....
never mind the fact that the poor Polish scum of the county wandering backnforth their Strawbery picknmix jobs have to......
walk the roads......
Ehhhhh....well, I wasn't aware that it had become a UK wide security threat red alert....juist to walk the roads....wander....roam.... the byeways....

Your country..... mine thank the gods is off the path.... where if one behaves reasonably....discretely... a walk can be a meander .... nod humbly to any passing landowner from the Is or any other rampant landowning or wouldbe class....
Tread lightly..... and they'll leave you be...... espesh if you have a fab new countrystyle jacket so you look the part.....


silly thing, not only is smalljobbo totyally in another dimension.... you enter the exact same search term and the best one is top... thisjobbo not only does the spellchecker hardly never work anymore once more.... utterly diferent versions show up and theres no CHOICE....

(choice causes the 2/3 of undiagnosed depressive wanking disease moodiness...i can assure...)

the one with "playing heavens gate"...is the best and almost as good as a strong cup of coffee the only remedy i know for Caz Graham walking the hedgerows....... chance would be, she was the statistic that proved me wrong........







"perfect day"

If it were not for the silly excitable....woman of course

Who would be out front my hobbit hole "THE BATS....LOOK AT THEM.... THE BATS!" .... Except she would never be....

Friday, 29 August 2014

And then the other silly spikey one......

So, the term Europe is artificial..... as with most terms that come out of any Western politician's gob.... perraps a better term is just that rough area - say within a radius of 1000 to 1500 miles arced around London ....not that it is a centre of anything other than Qs and their LGBT colleaugues whove succeeded in getting all the youthclub cash for a decade or so...poor them....
certainly isnt centre of any sense....
there being only one red line.... make sure the time is given to the young folk ...to be their village.... and that;s only doable in a real village of the nearby....
neighbours.

Stephen Pinker just proves how all is PR and Vlad's words are too..... The spere of Western influence...kindof... which may include the grumpy half of Iraq never mind the invasion of Ukraine suits just about everyone except the tortured and humiliated ....
hardly is getting much nicer Mr Pinker.... or relatively speaking the amount of deaths that are undignified has escalated, now should we increase those deaths well doesnt dignity come into the Pinker equation...?

Really shit deaths that will never be uncovered as in whats what who who or why.... perraps are worth two deaths on a WW2 frontline....
certainly in their ripples effecting the nextgens.....
peace ehh Mr Pinker..... and then there is the latent hate fear rage whatever you wish to call the amount of latelntly nasty dogs....so many have when they didnt before...whats goin on there mr P.....

which is all a perfet parody upon the word itself.... sophisticated PR.... of Putin to Missey Assad to... NATO to ... every other humanitarian.....
I am not sure words were ever the answer.....
especially when the media seems to think that the news is of the words online the amount of garbage on irelevent communication on SM.....easy lowcost reportage....assuming you can know anything from behind a screen never mind spend all day reporting to the screen on whats written on another screen....

words are PR are ... nowt..... whist the actions kinda escalate....
Never mind the actions that seemingly nowadays so rarely can ever be ... when common sense said they were the only way there ever was.....

(actions.....now, i know that even a fat old crone can be changed into a svelte frame of fabulous trimness and muscle..... so why don't I have faith in myself....after all.....she has what all my life Ive lusted after...?.... )

"...50/50...." just a performance art piece in the freely heated glasshouse..... as silly as someone saying "when i get broke i flutter on the horses....."
Even if weven that religion i took to heart just once for fun too......
which is the definition of......

doty dot.....

Arrogance and vanity....

Now, Richard Dawkins..... one could write inteligent esssays about ego.... a word I simply don't know what it means and there is no  explanation that is not as full of the big swinging dick from punctuated equilibrium on the one hand of the clock and Stephen Rose's slightly more speculative approach albeit a bit hippy but much better ...
Dawkins refuses to acknowledge the random..... the mess... that evolution "operates" through no more directed than a blind trilobyte.....
which is a deliberate mistake, wrong just for fun.......

One valley, the Wye runs through.... appears far far more advanced and lives longer.... cos Lucy's dad having stolen loadsacash can aford a great clinic for her where having tried all else just shout at her all day grow up and whatdyaknow it works....
(and they can aford the insurance, LGBT ...and Q... liability never mind all sorts of other lawsuits from givin a kid a bit of "light admonishment" ..hah hahh.... tres parfait.... )

Anyway a rich valley where all the shoppers can aford to zoom to Hereford in their 4 x 4s even through the once a year puddle at nr Madely.... and ghet cheaper not quite so dreadful quality grub.....
of coursethey are the superior beings of the region....
excepting their tendency to vascilation theyve gonen relabeled bipolar but that doesnt actually killem any more than the lonely farmers of other valleys

A few valleys along so dirt poor that they cant even aford the bus to get the £4 / 80 liquorice teabags you can ONLY get at Tesco....  and cannot even be oredered via local shop whol;esale mag...twinings that is....
You think this war has even got past the foggy stage well..... you got another thin a cummin....boy

And they die earlier from all the sugar COOP knows that they are cornered into buying cos you cant get nuts (same popsize/storesize ...Ive checked...)

And then Lucy's dad....being one of those whom can aford.... pops over to take say some arty photos or make a ceramic representation of the Ebola carnage....
And despite special measures one of those clever little bacteria manages to have overcome disinfectant and finds its way back on its shoe...and is depositied on the dancefloor of The Globe.....

Now..... (farmers and people like me know how to build PROPER fences... and walls of steel....) ... ff a few months or years....who's the fuckin great successful C2 and above brigade....now


volution's a bit like that...... it was all just a random load of who knows what advance may turn out in the end to be pants.....


Dawkins cannot manage to utter whereas a few..not many but a few...can know that....

Which is my nunber two thing in life.....
The number one position is certainly not held by religion/faith/ whatever other pants it may be mislabeled....
Except..... it buggers so many others well maybe you have to take a new approach that there is DEFO something to it as in maybe each little faith group from the witchie brigade to the real dodgy ones with their antyiwopman rel;igion the Christians ... are given insight in their own little biome of a nest of termites.... as in perhaps there is some universe almost existing in parrallel that almost is its own universe where witches chuck tarot cards around all night at the ceiling and write books for you.... and then there is another parrallel universe where jesus popped out with no semination.....
And that the big game played by the mighty stringpullers is that they will "compete" but no more so than the fit Lucy's dad competes with some wheelchairbound disability payment faker from more thisway....

So maybe tghe religions/faiths/theosopies/even philosophies..... are created into an ecosystem which (selfparody ecosystems are where creatures live ehh not in fuckin business..) some expand into and some dont or except the timescales may be ginormous maybe the witchies of Pendle were just round 1 all the rest of them are just about to decloak in which case history of 1000 years hence may record the last few hundred of not much wiotchie action as justa  minor lull....

Hoqwever I dont care...i do that Dawkins is taken more seriousl;y than his admiortable mind ~ Astar for trying and several theories too.....
We can tie them all together in him being 3 times married and the third a sexy ex filmstar...of course he was bagged for his telegenesis.... otherwise known as Oxford charm...and arrogance and vanity....
(i wrote this 23 years ago thanks but no thanks..)

Would't it be funny if...
evolution....maybe.... or maybe its all faked by some very clever darkmaterial generation of ultracomputer invented a few centuries hence)

all those faiths.... are real.... as real as real can be in entirely (almost)  seperate valleys.... (as actually a diferent species as is possible to be in the quoted real case...and just a couple of busrides away....would be one if ..well....)

And are thrown at humans like dice by the disembodied bored intelienge above.... and Dawkins own fine meme theory is at play of continual evolution except the bit he can't get being a hedgie is that

no one will ever raelly know or can predict why or how one faith will red in blood 'n claw ... prevail... over another .... but lets leave that harder bit out ...
lets pretend its Dawkinian (et Al.... and all journalists none of whom can get the picture...of the 4 billion year old pile of superbugs... surely is the only "successful" species by any measure many would agree upon.... I mean its not like we use our brains for anything much good....in the grander schema...
amortised over most of our activitties...


All these faiths are "reality" .... many small universes of their own
Their cage doors diskeyed or dislocked or whatever silly newword of the day may blow off the mountainous ridge that saves the next valley from their encroachment....
And it may even be his own meme theory which acts to over the aeons hone and shape and .... do all that random stuff that evolves... towards one day some even superer religion which one day will be seen as the top of the chain.....
And works....
Which was the object of the game......or not

Who are we ever to know...because one cannot... that is my religion....
All i know is that all diferences deep inside becomes a couthanger upon which we hang our own personal little angsts in our pants...
and thats all.....
some of course which are quite valid....  your family is all there ever was.....
And i was right about mine even if not quite.....



However all arts endeavors....

of course I am right dotcom...
I listen, and read.....(and good for jeff.... the Amazon reviews I read are 250 250.... rarely having time for such pants as what the people may say.... half say Taleb's jewel is pants and half say it's the white suit glowing amongst the otherwise destructable cloth....(which is of course a very very rare nod of the clothcap to the excelent, and that is rare, cinematic metaphor for so much that works and is well acted...)

I listen particularly, especially as you see so much more on the wireless....hmmm must get my own station going soon...can do far far better than GG ... hmm.....  yes there is the clever version of everything all the superbly put points in rather more complicated language than mine in truth...that overwhelms and undermines one....
As it was desiogned to, but,...
taking time and sitting back in my perfect (it is, never had a better one) sunrecliner even if it was designed for the other end of life... that of death
No, the clever words simply never mean any more, or cause any more

"It cut right through it all..."

But of course the twatter gen can only ever think in a hundred characters even if theyve never even used it in anger or sales pitch....
"THREE fuckin lines, all good answers need three lines well crafted...and Portuguease politicians go on for three hours on the box and some of their plebs think highly of them for doing so so dont assume that the sounbyte will always be all...."

The first should be that as I closed my last loveletter quite intelectual but just for fun....'sUp To Me... [You]
it is all just simple art..... and there is only one project even iof some of the dots are way way too apart....
And always will be....

I do know.... that if the person cannot retain simple instructional lines or concepts (I do mean the basics now) regarding how to process simple legal matters regarding their children they lie awake at night stressing how its all such a big bowl of cherries.... and it is obviously damaging all their life~ productivity at work, new relationship, erectile ability (happened to me only the once ever...when that 50th gobblwedygook letter from own lawyer landed on doormat peraps 4 or 5 mths after going to said female Guardian reading lizard~Tank in first place to settle it all....
...and realised that even top rated old bag cant even reply to the letter you wrote being replied to...as if some other...language one was using...

Short and sweet, when even the put~upon, and all people almost have the same inteligence.... cannot pull their socks up just an inch and mean what say slash listen occasionaly to advice no longer ever paid for at even 1/3 of the cleaqrly agreed rates....well.....
There is no more continuum of....what? i wander and ponder with a big smile on face....
(because if you know that even they cannot say what they mean and i only ever deal with non alcopops pops and tolerate only the very occasional splif in their mix...and i check... drunks and junkies need not apply dotcom..even if of course the definition of the former is so tough most people just being adicted to their silly mobile and pressing butons onnit not actually doing what used to be done as in exchange simple info byit.... exchange is two way....no diferent that to meths or crystals.... just as dodgy..)

No contunuum of anything vaguely functional between one person and another....
And right wing politics removes the necessary safety nets of stuff like a fake lizard via Citizens Advice Bureaux.... or even inspectors to come harass me if i can't be bothered to go pay my Burrow Tax....
chaos.... stalemate.... ehhh.... gosh twill take a long time gen or so before someone works out what needs to be artistic response to this mix of hues .... thats bound to end in tears sure as rotten Swan Eggs make great art....

Of course that is a magnificent film and it takes always at least a  day to ponder...it is the movie of Up To Me.....
And don't take it so personal mixed in on the turntable next to...
Except Ive got one far far better...... mixed in with all i REALLY care about....
Which also gives fifty shades one up the bum too..... there is only one truly erotic adventure.....
One real thrill......
same as 'tever was...
tbc...



(the confusion, was on Lady...at first spellchecker worked on her due a bit faster... then stopped..... get out of the dreadful blond ...over to this....which has had the weekly 3 hr sorting out .... and no spellcheck works....
sorry for the typos but you see i know what i mean...as does some other intelligence....


Anyway, now facts please  there are ...or rather I have at least five real creative thrusts ongoing...and have for some time... bit of an impressario (proof: 3 years back came up with that sillyism attempt at syllogism .... and recall as if yesterday)

The oral blog regularly (echoed by the witness "he does you know" ) .."I despise all music, it is THE problem....especially those who have in any way have been part of the biz.... I mean look at it this way, politicians, chemists, even some biologists, certainly some physicists, even some coppers, certainly some criminals aka Papillon.... even the Silly Howard .....very... make their Mark later on by dint of some of them mature into creating down the road some good literature, or other good book, factual.... I am not awareof any really good book written by anyone who was in the music biz except yet more garbage of when we were at our peak and smashing up whores in hotel bedrooms.... especially Nitin... it doesn't happen.... there is some kind of arrested development that closes every ordinary maturing into something else anyone tainted by touching the production or creation process.... "
So i only listen to music 1% of the time at very most and even then NOT for inspiration (never ever) ... certainly not for any bloglines other than those clearly credited by purple prose

blah blah.....

Indeed my thesis has widely been funny that at the time when popular and even the arthouse music has becom ubiquitous  soundtrack 90% of which is a tug~of~war staged on the stage of morality...to be a reasonably decent person....fit in with society... stuff like that....
Well, i know for a fact there is selfishness and atomisation to the extent hardly anyone can even discern anymore....


 hahh there we go reminded self..... Einaudi.... what perhaps sumarises the nasty sulky crap largely from wimmin more than anything is that....one of my creative departments 6 am none of your lazy getting to work at 7 nonsense...
is master at the baton..... a little classical music....
But I am a humble person who writes nice letters to rthe odd suposedly decent classical music woman I know asking one simple question, "i would just like to know...is Einaudi any good....as in the classical elite do they rate him...sadly due moody crap like you for so many years Ive no time to really really go on that voyage of discovering.....and I rate your reviews...?"
No answer....even to the empressario on Saturday eve....I would just like to know from an expert...
And in real life am humble. or at least I communicate properly explaining i am not expert, it matters [reason given] and i value an opinion...
But no......

But yes..... I found out self...well, two plus two....
Surely that movie was based on only the finest ingredients......and they chose him.....
frankly, fuck off and die even Ms Johnson.....
I won....



"On the way to nowhere"

Now...really really MUST get back to those posts written the last three or four months that are still left in drafts or I will be seen as vacillating
(hahh how interesting he declined to accept the post as poet laureate.... well, when i was about 20 my so sadly decadent fool and effete never mind vanity all in one father sent me the verse.... that sums up why indeed he didnt deserve it.....
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.   
    They may not mean to, but they do.   
They fill you with the faults they had
    And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
    By fools in old-style hats and coats,   
Who half the time were soppy-stern
    And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
    It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
    And don’t have any kids yourself.

Because there can only ever be one cause of becoming civilised and not screwing 3 birds simultaneously which is a bit fuckin greedy...
which is there will only ever be the next generation and all other verses are just an excuse...

entitled, ok lets go get a few of those lotus eaters..... and i don't need a glove when it comes to sticking my fingers up where the sun don't shine..... even if their poo rather smellier than Norm's

hahh there ain't all the time in the world to find out if those ruskies are getting their act together with a bit of an invasion into the Page account....
Anyway just about everything else left where it should be

"... perhaps I can at last find the time to be properly veggie...and come up with inovative solutions....unfortunately waiting for all these nonpayers one has to maximise ones time.... so don't have the time for all that preparation .... but then, there is all...ways a solution [talk about parroting that one topovocce day in and out...to no one.... ].... hmm... stick my tofu in the porridge.... it's all just in the mind..."
[sneer, note to producer]
(I sit awaiting the call from the Jew....just to pay that one small bill ehh like about ten times value had upfront....such that I can eat to carry on working for free in that fielfd of endeavour thats one of the red line items.....
 some things ...well, money is all imaginary so even if Zimmerman inc grab at the freeware, grabing it back for all theirs... as the Belsen survivor might, at the strips of Terryaki to~bbq beef torn off the fat Germans arses as they squeeze between the barbed wire, on the run from liberation forses just on the horizon....
The only answer to the Jewish problem is laughing at money.....
Which of course at one level is inane and 11 year old.... but at the same time is all we must be about....
Now, on copyright and bloodlines.... even if the silly man his so full of junk he would never get it that the dreadful blond (I only just finally decided...and i really don't like him...) ...actually is right to sulk... (blonds always do and will what more is there to say...even the fake ones)
Because the old must always make way for the young and not hog radio 4's other Now Show being the rubish on the arts prog....
At least he's so head up his arse forever going over his archive what a sad life....but I can't find it, but he won't have blocked it....
Because there you are 40 odd years it's been soundtrack and then another VERSION comes along out of the blue ....and melts your cold cold heart...

For now we'll have to celebrate just....
(which was enetered above the line above byut of course nothing ever works so go with it as the finest minds on the planet those Mr Fixits forever of Morocco know....
Mozart...

Amazon is causing "mental illness" beacuse even if depression is just another far less useful word for maudlin, discombobulation, upset, under the weather... my version: rosebud retention ordering.....disorder (see last blog....soon) [no! fuckin living in a city whilst hahh hahh silly you you thought diesel wouldnt kill you... 20 or 30 percent if you amortise the 5% nationally over the total pop including folks like me whom breathe thefreshest possible air........ moronic disorder thats a real disorder even lovely Kate 20 years ago couldn't pry her kids away from Harvey and his Knickers...

There is no question that the number one risk factor (i use the term ironically as almost all...terms...we must ehh well Ive got probably every risk factor ever and have had 4 years and seven months and 26 days.... yet my mind is in greater shape most of that time than its ever been in life...and sleep always like a baby on the laudnum....  )
The cause of angst which may cause curcuits to go onto standby to preserve other services internal, is confusion.... confusion about if your dad really cared about you...or more him..
if mum really is the worst example of the crazy atomised moodswinger..ever...or just an ordinary Oliver James patient....
And as for what on earth to do?
Waterstones is good for mental health as you go to their shop or maybe website (cant be bothered to check if they have one)...and you know they adhere to the rules, being, any book in print can be generally got... thats all they fuckin are a vendor of utter garbage...largely especially every self help or supposed insight book of the last few dex.....
Bezos inc...it has become a maybe...
And must be held responsible for at least 1% of the rock of confusion that balances on the bonce of every young person i know.... and that is a fair few....
(amortised for turnover v taxes unpaid v greed...so they should payup 99% of all the worldwide serialisation rights otherwise known as test case legal fees...I Dream...)

The maybe.... so you see there we go..... you think I am a poor hic.... All blogging is only ever outdoors and even if I so hate The Marches it is untrue.... even a day like today when I have a guaranteed bit of legover a busride away in the big city that is so smallminded its untrue even I can con some silly moondial vendress into my bed....
I shall stay at my rotten plywood desk .... because (true, no legpul) I just simply adore my roaming grounds around and about a few miles that way, mile that.....
And know full well that its a two day job to get the ebook 1 of 10 on amazon at 70% ...(i was right, The Stripes fan so hates anyone being right.... not my prob...it is like this, history, if Vlad goes ALL the way well in 1000 years the history ebooks or holobooks [boom boom hollow all so hollow nowadays indeed for the best film ever Les I's is a bit hollow... ).. or darkly produced energy blah blah dark energy harnessed and yes discovered to be just like Oggle had as welcome page earlier today ba pic of a nasty witchie just about to do something nasty hovering over the slumbering body of some sweet young teenager.... [now if it were a wizard or a DJ it woulod be banned....that image...or any man....so indeed I agree with Jenni Murray that we really do need the thought police to sue Google for such opressive iconography...its not fair..even if it may be true.....[not that Murray would manage to connect that dot so i have to...]....
So in 1000 years the dark energy of the souls of lying wimmin up there forever zooming around the heavens under disguise as dark energy and matter combined ...has been harnessed into the forever free energy of the darkobook.....
And on her hols the one left with a brain is reading history, that has only had one buyer....but as long as there is just one with a brain. well... that is good....
page 1: Vlad's reign of realigning copyright law began with the Bay of Pigs ..15 april 1961..things tooed and froed for a bit....there was then a short lull [relative being the most important word]  and then [whatever 2014 todays date, minus 15 04 1961 thats fuckin april and i wish no american readers as none has  abrain so we will use Euroculture as the nomneculture sure as ferrets are fun we'll be back....] [lets just say one out of someone else's fridge we prepared earlier roughly... ] 53 years and a bit later... it was resumed by pressing all of his buttons....and he won.....

facts require time.....

The Marches is the best cos I am here... no nothing to do with me... I am in this lovely place.... randomly discovered....
in the last place you would imagine....
But sat outside on stolen power...two screens albeit a little old and weary I massage into action every dawn.... LadyI.R. takes an hour...other more underclass, two....
we survive






we shall not bother troubling the troubled Little Miss steal~back~err~name ....as she's up and down like all the rest of you, I feel sorry for the ones who can't get their "bipolar" diagnosis it's such a fashion...even the height of fashion Lucy from Hay gets her pic Herefrord Times frontpage .... poor lamb....to have them as parents....
(we haven't even started yet dotcom....)
They may well have killed the yid....
But they at least manage to tell his story.... despite..
No, indeed..... proving that music must be free of all attempts to claw in cash ....

Naturally it did not go amissed....
I mean what a year for deaths and aniversaires....
Hahhh... i shall die never having found someone fine to swear at in French not only la langue de l'amour mais aussi ...
la langue for a bit of va t'en...with such esprit.... cute e cant be bothered.....thats the French trans..... please.....

Hahhh well google blogger may not even be able to search for videos in my little pannel that isnt even an app never used one of them thanks very much....
and find a video that has an absolutely unique title quite deliberately placed innit for the exact purposes of then finding the vid via the truly shit little google blogger searches its own google tube for a unique word that is there and you can find going in via youtube....
but stick in

זושה בן אברהם - הוריקן

and as sure as ferrets like the beach....here you go
even if other services ceratinly have far far better sound quiality that are not youtube
and they are ad free too....
which reminds me, yes, ok we know, there is nothing interesting to say about commerce except it becomes pastiche....

But it is the maybe... that you will not be able to buy ANY book via fat Bezos inc... which not only does your head ion, but also means that fatboy commerce has sure recreated comerce....as in you used to be able to go to Waterstones or Foyles and any book in print you could get....as a fact....
But Bezos must recreate the possibility of the maybe.....
And the fine example is that the fabulous "Prime" is a prime example of no the only even half decent film of the last five years ...isn't even on Bezos flagship...... I been looking yonx.....

But it is available entirely free and though a CAREFUL man always steps into the antiseptic footbath of the two hours it takes this old wonky beast to run AVG free after a cripple and his spic have had one in near hysterics for two hours...(yes, vare and you can always outsmart the tendencies to send you to not quite maybe free versions of AVG but the download via cnet button tho small remains despite..... just takes esprit et aussi..... fuckin brains...and determination....to always win the game.... cos thats all it ever is....

Indeed, even if the Toffograph are sulky about it in review....ask me, it is the filmic  version of.... that great song....
some songs just....are
(even if roles are reversed blackie v whitey....not only overtly locked in.... the cage... in his sick mind and culture too.....)




clever Vlad...and co.....

זושה בן אברהם - הוריקן

maybe

... our dole operators will get to your call in an hour waiting on the telephone eating up all your dole money....
(nothing to do with me I save the state a fortune day in and out and we arent talking anything legal here..)
maybe your flight will be cancelled at the last min and we will find another for you the nextday....
Your world. Not mine.

But it is the converse not adding in the maybes to the 3 pages of alternative tharapies or the silly man on yourtube, addendum, bbc waking me up at Dawn with his "food is soulfood for the mind..." with that supercilious fuckin fatboy tone all the gens below me take on such scientific facts which become so megaphoned as soon as the Welsh fool is interviewing them...Humph....
Because they are not facts in fact it is liekley to be if anything the oposite in that as I discovered 3 years ago a bit of footstampy~woman~induced~starvation...after a few months you suddenly have a burning bush ... "hmm...whats goin on... my memory has so moved up to a new level must be going nuts all those memories ... cant aford any nuts espesh as the methodist mormons make it so dificult to find them on the shelves....
EUREKA OF COURSE!
as is probably obvious.... if times are hard, grub abit of a prob.... evolution has a little overdrive switch just like Lady in Red developed some time ago...
so in fact it is the opposite..perraps....
Of course as we have known since brains went into overdrive.... vitamins plus all the other bits in real food we actually have STILL to figure out what unknowable at pres benefits they have... will peraps lead to better overall functioning of the imune sys....except AL of human anything is also governed by the mind, so....even that ain't quite a fact.... because Adolf was voted out of the house, and one cannot do double blind experiments on human beiongs which would require absolute gobshut or at least vocal chord extraction from con ception and beyond.....

SO, did Primo need that - brainfood for the soul....in Auschwitz ... to retain his superior survival instinct and way of surviving and then othersuch quite rapidly, so magnificent...?

As the foxs know.... it is the lack of maybe's where they belong that is the race to ignorance and it seems it is unstopable....

So, being as it just ...may be... illegal to watch videos.... which Hewlett may be curious about in a genuinely intelectually rigorous world.... we have lost there's no may be about it....

we better not say even where it is except stick up two words.... I am the intouchable ..i created intouchables (no the, or maybe there is a the... i thought there wasnt but the pratts who put up "Attenborough 2013 documentary" but it is from 1981...well.... standards arent maybe gone they are the moment america found some way of spreading their fatboy crap around the world...)

Then (in some silly American~girl voice even the Philippine climate change campaigners must adopt thinking we of the West respect.... by default....no luv..... some of us with a brain still know things and it is called THE PRECAUTIONARY PRINCIPLE invented years and years ago no maybe about it.....) in that hey I'm planted on youtube but I am a computer really in my upended yankee girl advertorial voice "hey guys..i found this real hot website where .... you can get all your movies for free ...it's real cool and it works on my iphone in bed...ehh no it probably doesnt they are far crapper than Jobs would ever have imagined his imagination a tad limited... its called yify....")

SO, far more important.....

Hewlett packing

So, no infection.... yet another hour of one's life wasted.....
In the week it maybe..... (funny, that, perhaps the real cause of all the wonkiness ~ wonks is so fascinating.... that maybe element.... the era of the places you need to hear not the word maybe as in your mobile phone will fuckin work no matter what is all a maybe, or your PPI will cover your food bills in hospital being you have to bring your own just to avoid salt poisoning....maybe..... [freedom being simply never believe anyone so dont bother and we knew about salt being a  prob 30 years ago so sue the fuckers for malpractice] ....... to the, well Steve Hewlett entirely fails to interview the chappie on the most interesting apparently not maybe ever from Tory really rather commanding the English rather badly...never mind the law .... as in how can it be an offence to watch a video online.... chappie fails even to answer his question so make him thats what you are paid to do.... maybe....so  the thing about Jewboy inc..... and affiliates..... we really do have to have the conversation I mean the fairly magnificent Galloway puts in a soundtrack to his podcasts which are very informative but miss the point... the gun pointed at someone will sooner or later get pointed at someone else also.....

and the warmongers pull off the Zimmerman soundtrack due copyright....on YOUtube...which becomes silly as all those magnificent Russians couldnt give a toss about anyone's copyright so will indeed ensure that Jack White never again exists because in a communist state such garbage wouldn't have got past the censors on the lookout for pretty boys with nothing else whatsoever about them to make the contract viable

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