Wannabee elders.
I ask you. What a sad ruddy lot.
The world must be in a mess. As much as I try to rationalise it, this planet, right now, is most definitely in one hec of a ruddy mess. I love it. People are just the most unusual 'things' I've ever come across in creation.
Everything is absolutely gunning for every single individual, every collective, every wider community, as above also below, ahhhh philosophy, I digress. (ruddy dinkinton hec, that was starting to look like a useful thought pattern, but I must remember to talk sense, so I must stop.
Now.
Where was I? Ahhh yes. (If you knew how difficult this is for me right now, I am soooooooooo veryyyyyyy wasted, oh my Goddddddddd, (with a brummy accent)).
It's this spliff right beside me, ruddy hec, what the friggin hell am I still doing here, ludicrous, ruddy, grrrrr growl, the Celt talks to himself.
There be sooooo much vigour in life. It's a ruddy bloody freakin devildamn it nuisance.
The Devil.
I used to feel sorry as a kid for the poor sod. But hell.
I've blamed myself too much and Almighty God even more. (He is sooooo annoyed with me). Oh well.
The friggin friggin friggin devil, satan, I'm ruddy bloody ruddy bloody annoyed with him, what a ruddy tosser, I mean, how else can it be put into words.
Only I beleive in evolution
But only part thereof.
Or. Is the chasing after Spirit a fruitless exercise, just by the chase itself?
Celtic ponders, mesmorised, hypnotised, in a trance for just a few seconds, then reality brings forth, it's happy picture of world events once more.
Ahhhhhh it's not so very bad. Well, lets quantify that, the world as aforementioned is demented, cheers God for the soh, (ruddy dickens, how the ruddy hec are you supposed to pray with this ruddy blinkin lot going through your ruddy head .... eh? Eh? Eh?
Ruddy friggin, friggin, friggin, oh whats the point in getting annoyed. Ruddy, grrrrrrrrrrrr.
French men, now, they are mingers. Ruddy French.
Actually I admire the French.
Do you like cheddar cheese, I do, it's my favourite. It just honks a bit though, no good for french kissing your bird, cos your breath stinks, I don't know about you, but I get self conscious about these things, sometimes you know ....
It's a toss up betwwen a lump of cheddar cheese or, well you get the picture, if not feel free to ask.
Ming'in.
This is absurd, I must smoke more spliff, it's me antidepressant see. What a ruddy joke.
Regards for now
Celt