perforce he doesn't initially like nor appreciate his descent (which is
forced upon him) but understands it only when he gets there, his
injunction to thus 'hurry on down' (to the place of ultimate reality via
this 'fall from grace') finally only making sense by the end of the
story...
Ho hum...
something which 'may' just give you a clue as to where the author was
actually coming from... only i don't expect to hear anything but
caterwauls and derision back from you about it heh; such is your limited
understanding and/or lack of 'openness' to anything other than what you
'already' rigidly firmly believe and are completely entrenched in! :)
I'm not the type to caterwaul. I deride you sometimes but you're
eminently worthy.
i.e., he 'too' thought he was living the best of all possible lives,
only
he found out something completely different along the way heh... good
story :)
***
did a search and this might well be the same book, certainly sounds like
it for content, the author apparently not so completely unknown either!
cool :)
http://www.valancourtbooks.com/hurry-on-down-1953.html
Had a look at the synopsis. It ain't me. I was never bourgeois, my
family was (sometimes autodidact) working class - only my old man and
one or two uncles struggled to self educate and lift themselves out of
the mire. My life would make interesting reading but the only person
who will ever read it is me...and god.
left home when I was 16 slider, how old were you? I lived on park
benches, warding off pedos, sleeping in parks in the middle under the lights with a knife with me, taking jobs in abbatoirs, cement
factories, fruit picking, sellling acid dots sewns into the hems of my jeans, etc etc and carrying always Leary's The Politics of Ecstasy in
my backpack. How about you? I tested 135 IQ in school and when I
left I was already putting a pick into my arm, morphine HCL, tried everything from datura to Avil car sickness tabs to sniffing petrol,
and people everywhere in every town I ended up in always told the
young 17 year old what the fuck, you're smarter than that, why don't
you go to uni, why don't you do this, do that - but all I needed was a woman in my life not the cunts I was fucking all the time but a long
term gal who loved me, and guess what, I found her and she saved me
from myself.
### - 'everyone' can claim they've been to places no one else has mate, seen things no one else has, 'experienced' things no one else has, ad infinitum... plus, you went from being a tramp (of sorts) to being a wallyjob in that order, but it's only when it's the other way around that it becomes enlightening? heh (hence: 'hurry on down' - not hurry on up!)
IQ only 135?? but you seemed brighter than 'that' lol, jeremy, for instance, claiming a 140!?! (hah! yeah riiiight... 115/120 more like, IF that! - a good actor only! - another 'mouth warrior')
plus, i've met 'tons' of peeps who went to uni but didn't actually... 'learn' anything?? ;)
Top that, you old cunt :) I'm being open, tell us a bit about yourself...what's made you what you are.
### - smile... 'mahatma-slider' since about age 4 (when the penny first dropped hah!) but perhaps more 'realistically' so since around age 24,
when i woke up for sure ;) (i was already fairly awake by that time, but
it crystallised completely at age 24... i posted the experience on here before at some point...)
perforce he doesn't initially like nor appreciate his descent (which is
forced upon him) but understands it only when he gets there, his
injunction to thus 'hurry on down' (to the place of ultimate reality via >> this 'fall from grace') finally only making sense by the end of the
story...
Ho hum...
### - you like reading and that's a good book!
it's everything we're talking about now, for example! ;)
something which 'may' just give you a clue as to where the author was
actually coming from... only i don't expect to hear anything but
caterwauls and derision back from you about it heh; such is your limited >> understanding and/or lack of 'openness' to anything other than what you
'already' rigidly firmly believe and are completely entrenched in! :)
I'm not the type to caterwaul. I deride you sometimes but you're
eminently worthy.
### - lol, you DON'T call that 18 fucking MONTHS of attempting to demean
me in every possible sense after that mh17 thing that time; caterwauling??
lol you 'howled' for months thang! MONTHS! it was really quite phenomenal! hahaha...
OOOOooOOWWWWWwwwWoooOOOOoo! and sooo funny ahahaha... :)))
i.e., he 'too' thought he was living the best of all possible lives,
only
he found out something completely different along the way heh... good
story :)
***
did a search and this might well be the same book, certainly sounds like >> it for content, the author apparently not so completely unknown either!
cool :)
http://www.valancourtbooks.com/hurry-on-down-1953.html
Had a look at the synopsis. It ain't me. I was never bourgeois, my
family was (sometimes autodidact) working class - only my old man and
one or two uncles struggled to self educate and lift themselves out of
the mire. My life would make interesting reading but the only person
who will ever read it is me...and god.
### - you might NOT have been (bourgeois) originally heh, but you
certainly BECAME so/ARE now!
LOL :)))))))))
yep... it's mahatma 'thang' for you from now on sport!
(back down ya goooo! it's your only hope/chance!)
oh, and learn to WILD! - it'll help/expedite the fall in a most; spectacular fashion ;)
himself to deal with... (can't remember the author now, it's an old
unknown book + i no longer have a copy of it to refer to either having
given it away at some point...)
Been there, done that. When I hooked up with my final girlfriend, my
soon to be wife, I was penniless living in humpys and squats in Cairns
in Far North Queensland, eating mushies, smoking pot, dropping acid
and fucking my pants off with all sorts of gals of all colours and
persuasions, I came from a badly broken home and lived hitch hiking
all over the place and through the jungles of north queensland, living
with hippies from the US who made their homes there, selling drugs, on
the sidelines of petty crime, all sorts of shit and I was fucking
penniless and didn't give a shit.
### - have you read jack Kerouac's: 'On the road'? (and other works of
his, because it's all really quite profound... the Beat Generation)
I've been places you never have nor ever will. I know this, simple as
that. So what you say above is meaningless to me more or less. I
left home when I was 16 slider, how old were you? I lived on park
benches, warding off pedos, sleeping in parks in the middle under the
lights with a knife with me, taking jobs in abbatoirs, cement
factories, fruit picking, sellling acid dots sewns into the hems of my
jeans, etc etc and carrying always Leary's The Politics of Ecstasy in
my backpack. How about you? I tested 135 IQ in school and when I
left I was already putting a pick into my arm, morphine HCL, tried
everything from datura to Avil car sickness tabs to sniffing petrol,
and people everywhere in every town I ended up in always told the
young 17 year old what the fuck, you're smarter than that, why don't
you go to uni, why don't you do this, do that - but all I needed was a
woman in my life not the cunts I was fucking all the time but a long
term gal who loved me, and guess what, I found her and she saved me
from myself.
### - 'everyone' can claim they've been to places no one else has mate,
seen things no one else has, 'experienced' things no one else has, ad
infinitum... plus, you went from being a tramp (of sorts) to being a
wallyjob in that order, but it's only when it's the other way around that
it becomes enlightening? heh (hence: 'hurry on down' - not hurry on up!)
IQ only 135?? but you seemed brighter than 'that' lol, jeremy, for
instance, claiming a 140!?! (hah! yeah riiiight... 115/120 more like, IF
that! - a good actor only! - another 'mouth warrior')
plus, i've met 'tons' of peeps who went to uni but didn't actually...
'learn' anything?? ;)
Top that, you old cunt :) I'm being open, tell us a bit about
yourself...what's made you what you are.
Your story was fascinating, thang. It's too bad Slider basically
ignored and invalidated it in favor of playing his guru wannabe game
and to snipe at me again. You revealed something real, and I enjoyed
hearing it.
### - smile... 'mahatma-slider' since about age 4 (when the penny first
dropped hah!) but perhaps more 'realistically' so since around age 24,
when i woke up for sure ;) (i was already fairly awake by that time, but
it crystallised completely at age 24... i posted the experience on here
before at some point...)
perforce he doesn't initially like nor appreciate his descent (which is >> >> forced upon him) but understands it only when he gets there, his
injunction to thus 'hurry on down' (to the place of ultimate reality via >> >> this 'fall from grace') finally only making sense by the end of the
story...
Ho hum...
### - you like reading and that's a good book!
it's everything we're talking about now, for example! ;)
something which 'may' just give you a clue as to where the author was
actually coming from... only i don't expect to hear anything but
caterwauls and derision back from you about it heh; such is your limited >> >> understanding and/or lack of 'openness' to anything other than what you >> >> 'already' rigidly firmly believe and are completely entrenched in! :)
I'm not the type to caterwaul. I deride you sometimes but you're
eminently worthy.
### - lol, you DON'T call that 18 fucking MONTHS of attempting to demean
me in every possible sense after that mh17 thing that time; caterwauling?? >>
lol you 'howled' for months thang! MONTHS! it was really quite phenomenal! >> hahaha...
OOOOooOOWWWWWwwwWoooOOOOoo! and sooo funny ahahaha... :)))
i.e., he 'too' thought he was living the best of all possible lives,
only
he found out something completely different along the way heh... good
story :)
***
did a search and this might well be the same book, certainly sounds like >> >> it for content, the author apparently not so completely unknown either! >> >> cool :)
http://www.valancourtbooks.com/hurry-on-down-1953.html
Had a look at the synopsis. It ain't me. I was never bourgeois, my
family was (sometimes autodidact) working class - only my old man and
one or two uncles struggled to self educate and lift themselves out of
the mire. My life would make interesting reading but the only person
who will ever read it is me...and god.
### - you might NOT have been (bourgeois) originally heh, but you
certainly BECAME so/ARE now!
LOL :)))))))))
yep... it's mahatma 'thang' for you from now on sport!
(back down ya goooo! it's your only hope/chance!)
oh, and learn to WILD! - it'll help/expedite the fall in a most;
spectacular fashion ;)
Yes, the wannabe guru knows 'the one true way to live'.
One of the most obvious signs giving away... that he really doesn't.
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