we have had enough of this world or rather the world has had enough of us
flame throwing drone destroys wasps' nest in an attempt to get nature back under control because we were not paying any attention but now we be wanting to exploit this space
just let me have that first coffee and then i will be ready to go into battle
just mix tapes pure and simple on cassette filled with seventies and eighties british punk rock and disco and a touch of antipodean acolyte a time for dance a time for talking a time for kissing a time for making love upon the billiard table when the boss comes on it is time to go
i need to bring in another box of firewood and another of kindling otherwise it just aint going to get hot enough in here for you to take all your clothes off sit in candlelight and melt butter.
i in vest my labour into keeping the house warm over winter. fall the tree saw into lengths chop into firewood and chip into kindling. i reduce the need of the other when i rely upon myself. however never completely.
that is a far superior rose hip tea compared to that teabag chopped liver available at your local tesco affair. by what mechanical processes are they removing the seeds and hairs of the hip to present such a refined tea. perhaps the whole dried to a bone hips are simply ground to powder at an industrial scale. at home i cut, separate and sieve with much love the hand picked rose hips from the wild bushes budding up on the hill.
i am off for a blood sample and a urine test then a general check up. make sure the levels are correct. get out of this clearly frustrated head and short stick approach to problem solving. back into a groove.
i just dont get many friendly vibes from a two-stroke their is more life in an animal more companionship a little more conversation a little more mindfulness a little more of the other i go sit in their perspective rather than continually surrounding myself with myself
i do the yearly fluids myself in spring and then we take it in for a full service every fifteen thousand
is biosecurity just a word we throw around without any authority? even amongst the prison cruise ships where if it were not for primate flight the natural geographical location would continue to manage biosecurity that now meaningless sound. sick of what is around you desire what is elsewhere and bring it here.
my oath i am taking my sweet time on that
how much more do you need?
no no i have everything i need
it is not december yet but it will be in a couple of days
then we really ought to make a start and send it off next week
you said all this last year
but it really has to get done this time to start planting
but it is never going to be a big vineyard
no, but that allows us to create a unique quality product from woah to goah
i would be happy with something we can drink
that we want to drink. we dont like headaches. we like bubbles bone dry.
what about the new varieties that are resistant to the leaf fungus
i dont know about them. i would prefer not to.
don't want to take responsibility for anything nor make make any decisions? how wonderful for you to fall through life and have everything fall into place around you. you don't need to take care of anything and everyone takes care of you.
they will read it and throw it onto the heap like the rest some may have even claimed to have read it and understood it and cite a few lines here and there and if you manage a good paragraph they will take it out of context and deconstruct it on the page or even have a quote immortalised on a fridge door magnet but first you have to write and further publish and perhaps even sell else the work shall never be stolen
i awoke from a wonderful sleep and i have seizing the day ever since. over and over again and again from all different angles. the day is as broad as it is wide wanting to be seized and handled like a whore, like a gentleman, like a flower all at once.
the work is continuous and not something that simply presents itself on a day off. if you are living for the weekend you need to change your life. five to two is not the ratio in which you want to hate yourself. regardless if you are present or not life was barrelling on well before you entered the scene and will barrel on well after you have exited. within the eternal party the people born in the clouds die in the clouds knowing nothing of solid ground beneath their feet.
the better stuff comes out when i am sober, but it is more fun to be banging away at the machine with a few litres under the belt. push the fear of death back behind the tree that jumps out into the middle of the road.
how is your fitness regime?
oh that is an off again on again affair. more off again than on again, but once i get on i am really on and that makes the getting off just fantastic. and you, how's the capitalist dream?
i can make money out of two pencils and two hundred sheets of cheap paper.
yeh well like anything really need to practice to be good at it yeh works like that in america too wow that is incredible i just thought everyone was just good at anything they wanted to be just so long as they really wanted it bad enough no i think you are thinking of russia that is where that works oh yeh maybe you are right
this douche bag down in Neuzelle puts far too much sulphur on his plants to increase the success of the grapes by killing off the blighters. you need to have a little look around as to why the blighters are just so damn successful. an eradication program is not a balanced response. we didn't learn anything from '45. Many of us are still hunting carthaginian peace. the success of violence comes at the cost of taste. the headache comes on during the drinking and is enough to make you put the glass down. we drank it, we threw it down before we knew what was happening, but now we know we would not be picking it up again. Douche struggles with the sugar balances and alcohol levels. At a punt I would say there is alcohol turning to vinegar before all the sugar is fermented. It is not dry. It will clean you out. Grandfather said a spoonful of vinegar is good for the bowels. So, I think we have enough for now thank you very much.
the button has replaced the pen. the word will point to a button. shortcut to an action that fulfills a desire. a technical based grammatical system referring to part, place, function, build and line. irreparable technology, what is that?
Lean against the kitchen bench biting down on onion bread light toasted spread with black gold a second brealfast before you go
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