And so for now let us call it the 'Rachel Principle'

 

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I have just learned a new time saving technique - so one has to select the photos to upload  - multiple uploads, always before 7am UTC ...

so so lovely and swift...

(the way the swifts and swallows nest 3m above this spot well i shall mist that....many dozen... living in real paradise, expect the folk, a so huge old rich slave owners stable... nature gradually reclaimed so much....proves NOTHING lasts for ever especially a ferkin Microsoft windows installation... ok due adorable liberating bugs the world does not know there is always a simpler lining to, in my case diamond encrusted platinum fetters un shackled , computer  now for free....

So... these were meant to be other way round... 

Because this is actually the most poignant tragic utterly mindfucking suicidaly sad photo in almost all of history.

But 'the question' is.... and no one will play and i have  suoerbly healthy and secure great open friendships with half a dozen supsodly aware and centred and wise women... who are mothers...

But it seems as if there is a setting  - it has been updated into them for half a decade really, it is nothing to do with the last 18 months, and as Mister Grayling agreed to my face in our glorious mutual rant - two Socratic equals, "its all just ferkin Madame Bovary...especially here...[tbc]" 

So yes - those truly truly fulcrum moments of life that may cascade through generations, or define whether there are future generations, because the ovaries sure work a bit better and seem to almost be more functionally fertile,  if you are peace inside.

IT sems for many reasons - mainly they cannot think as anyone using a device after tea time eases all creative thought out of their head...tiz true.. i mean real creative thought that allows one to appreciate for example Douglas Murray and especially Neil GB news.. they are simply caught in a cage they don't know is there even f their salaries are paid by it. 

Indeed it s extraordinary that for example  poor poor self pitying Peterson the world supposed number 1 public intellectual, cannot incorporate into his self pitying nonsense the fact that  having lots of comfort and staff to wipe your bottom or fix your computers.... never ever ever ever leaves you truly free - all serfs always drain some of your autonomous lovely free spirit ...all 'need' your attention...or try and sneak money or steal your stuff even if it is only some of your drill bits...

True simplification which is the greatest state to live in so that you can for example as i did a few weeks ago give such total loving attention to her children exploring my magical kingdom.... true grace is only possible when you have bugger all to worry about - stuff, or any financial obligation such as increasing your net worth via buying zoom shares or maybe perfume company shares... all these choices ... just distract. 

From...

But that sounds silly hair shirt and lost Indian guru sage talk... there is a perfect balance in this. But i know no one can get it.

And this is naughty as i am not meant to be proselytising

Oh well. 

This completely false notion people live defined by 'fear' ... and  a few other lesser things yes Guy Debord and his successors brilliantly rolled out to us decades ago, it is far more a case of just 'stuckness' ...stuck... and then of course also in cities even the noise pollution deep down has some minor anxiety raising aspect. Ask any farmer how incessant minor noise pollution affects her stock's bodyweight gain statistics...... 

So, indeed the saddest...

But.

And this one we shall  call the 'Rachel Principle'.

Except you won't be able to begin top get it unless you read her stupendous book - by far the best book of this century, she alone writes with no PITY.... pity destroys thought... self pity is even worse.  There is a fine line between soulful lament which os necessary for human progressive evolution, and self pity.  But only Rachel 'got'.... what i already knew  - and publicly represent even if the slly ones warp your own past and 'story' but she so beautifully told a fable: wait.... sometimes you are tyranically opressed... idiots in charge by default often default to some pretty cruel subtle game play....

But wait....

bide your time...

But you have to be in the mental centred and zen state to even see it when it comes.... I mean not sat posing on your yoga map these days virtue signaling to the world by zoom, nothing... I know those folk they are nothing. They care about nothing. Nothing....when society does need people to build refuges for lost artists with their own hands.... fight the local bureaucrats for  whatever they need for their lost and hurt who need some refuge or new way of expressing themselves for profit...

 

Only Rachel seems to understand.... wait.... do loads of hillwalking or other things when you 'wait'....and at the moment of a double attack almost ....silence, silence utside this window when it was meant to be busy and noisy all day yesterday...

That you had been up at 4am every day for three weeks  preparing for... they cannot even be bothered to call you to say they are not coming...

wait...

wait....

because they.... (ok and a silent person  who of course probably 'fears' me... well the superb mum who i see tomorrow with her kids she knows the real me... she asked me to give it to her a day we had walking the hills new to her just her and i.... in very remote places you could get tied down and fed to the rams of the hills for  extremely lewd behaviours...)

wait..... and at the ultimate moment of oppression and harassment... stood silently in a silent simplified room... it came.

The answer. And i wasn't even looking for it any more.