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THE END OF THE STORM AND THE BEGIN OF ANOTHER

COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2016

  1. It does not matter what you say, Nick, I am a protector now and not a predator as you seem to think. Now go f*ck yourself Nick Farage and you Turkhmenistan behaviour of bombing the landlord, namely the Queen of England.
  2. Now that I have completed the Ph.D.and I know it is D.Sc. quality I have to say this – I do not know when you are really going to win through and that means that all I have to say is this – “I do not care what you think the proof is there in the memory of the store and you know it.
  3. I am about to be the run of the mill and not the runner you think I am.
  4. I am about to make millions and you know it.
  5. I want to make you all aware that this all about to happen because I know that it is the one who wins that takes all and that means me.
  6. I want to be able to make it all the way through and that means that I want to be able to make it and that means you. Now go.
  7. I want you all to understand I know what a project is and I know a management technique called employing people and if you do not believe it then I will say this: “I need to know you care, Your Majesty, and that you will come to the meeting in proxy form, please?”
  8. I want to be the One who does it too, that makes it all the way and then get a lot done too so give me energy to make it.  I will be them as to know and not then.  I want you to see what it is to be and that makes it all the more funny that you do not know when and why and that means all.  I want you to know that it is about tine that the run of the mill people go to the end of the roundabout and not to the show.
  9. I want you to know this – I do not care if you know I have hiv never mind herpes simplex since it does not matter an ilk and that makes it all about to change since there are a lot more of me than there are of you Vincent and that makes it Real, do you see? Therefore I am about to f*ck you for the last time.  I will be them as to make it and not them as to when and where and that makes it all right and now they know that it is about to come true and now they know.
  10. I want to be sure to tell you that I care about Sarah Raisin but not in that way. Bye! (pause)

I will be the one who says what is right and what is wrong.  I will be then and there the one who goes for it and asks what it is you want, Your Majesty? I will be your servant in this and if you want me not to stand then I ask only that you do not tell me at the last moment.  I will be the one who gets it in the end if you do not and then I will emigrate for I have better things to do than wait here while you sort out the BREXIT vote which is untenable and You know it too, don’t you?  So what do you want? A finish to the arguing then we will meet soon for I can end it.

Now I know it, so do You, I think and that means no doubt at all that I shall win at the Ghost of the Age named the Wren and the Whatsit who serve you.

I will be them as to know and that means the long and short of it and that makes all the more sense if it is to be Us and not Them now.  I will be your God if you will be mine.

I will be then and there the one who knows and the one who doesn’t is you, Ollie Middleton with your name and your teeth though you don’t know it you could lose them tonight if you don’t behave with your European Union and your Funds.  I will show you the difference between a lecture and experience pretty quickly.  I will be them as to know and that does not get a lot more it gets a long less and so it goes and I mean it.

I want to be able to finish the page uninterrupted so don’t stop me now!
I want to be able to make it all the way and that means a short break in between where I do not want anyone to interrupt.  I will not know it but I will now for Mr MacCartney of the Bath Royal Fusiliers knows what it takes too, especially when you are a stranger in town and that makes for all the world as if it is not going to win but the end and that means you’re a lot more than a rust bucket, Your Majesty, as they say.  Now go for it and win” she says, and I will!

I will not be thwarted and know this – I shall cross the party-line once elected if you do Not make me Labour candidate now and that means you and your mother, Ollie, who has just died of embarrassment.

I will not be Your own nor anyone’s unless You do something now Your Majesty for the are Still making use of the neighbourhood camera’s in ways that they shouldn’t and should be declared in breach of the Law and that means breaches in Security and that make all the people in the World available to You to understand that it is about rent and not the player and that speaks words for these people who see not the poetry I have written nor the work I have done on the way who have had the problem of understanding my demand and now there is no time for them to understand that it is about time that they all get shot.

I will be them as to know and them as to where.  Will see it and You will not an that makes it the truth and I know it so….I will then and now and not though and sow the seeds of rot in the core of Her Majesty’s Kingdom as they have tried to do through pique with You, Your Majesty, for letting me go when they know I should have stood and the news is that I know it too – it was You, Your Majesty and now we have a problem.

I have a problem with some things but one of them is not humour and I am very relaxed in private as well as public you see, Your Highness and that makes for all the rest to see that I do not care about some things and that is final.  I will be then and there the one who understands it andnow I will show to you that all is not lost – in fact it is found now that we have nailed that Farage bugger for all to see now. I will see to it that they all know that it is the rentboy who is here now and not the other one who is gone-gone-gone and that makes it all bad and not good.  I will be them and that does not get a lot better it gets worse.

I want to be then and there the one who gets it in the mouth if it is appropriate and that makes all of them wrong and that makes it right and so it goes and so it goes on and I believe that it is all the wrong and the right and so it goes and I believe you not their but then and that means I go wrong and You do not, Your Highness and so it is that I around for your convenience whenever you see fit to be able to make it.

I will not be able to tell you the lot but it takes time to understand all that has occurred and that means I need a supporter who knows what it is like at the Top and not a Bottom feeder like Hazel Turner who is around all the time like a lost fart and who does not know the least bit about politics beyond your first name, Anne, and that means a long and short not a call and not a Ball either.

I will be the one who sees what is truly going on I will tell you that I have no need for a wife if that is the term, for a bitch on white is still a bitch as they say in the classics I read when young and that goes to show that it is all about timing and now you know when to be the one and when to be the second.  I want to be able to make it all the way and now I won’t be.  I won’t be at all.  Unless You have a word in Hazel’s ear and explain that in spite of her Royal connection to you, Anne Dear, you will be the loser, not I, for I will refuse to do anymore and then your dream will be over.

I want you all to know This.  I do not care.

I want you to know this – I do care cos Black Lives Matter and that is why I do this, not because so to speak you believe in personal ambition, but because I was told this in a dream by Barrack.  No, not really, but because I need to know. I will be the then and the there and that does not need explaining and then they all know it is about the one who Won and not the one who Lost.

I will be the  one who give it all to the when and not the why, but if need be I will say this:  “I do not need you Anne, nor you Zara nor you either, your Highness, since you all are just fruits of the loin and not the Real One called Elizabeth Rex who lives before us even now with the contempt of the press and the use of the tongue to get the wrong end of the stick reported to her by Hazel Dearest who is about to be slaughtered by Time itself as the arrow falls on her and her grave shall read: “Here lies the stupidest bitch in History as I shall show when I win and You show her, Your Majesty, how much she needs to be sure she is wrong again.”

I will be them as to know and not them as to show and that means a long time and a short time too, okay?

I will be them as to know and not they as to why and where for it is about the One who is and no the One who isn’t that makes the long and the short of it.

The one who suffers most here is of course Christiane who lost her seat due to You, Your Majesty and Anne for you do not know your ass from your elbow when it comes to science and that means a long time loser named Mark is about to be called up as a witness to my statement that I once earned the subject prize in science at school and it was easy.  An easy victory.

I will be then and there the one who knows it to be true and do not dispute me for I know what it takes to win and to have done so in the past and I do not think I will be them as to forgive and forget that little thing you forgot to mention, Bowyer, your shock when you found out nor the fact thereof.

I will be them as to know and that does not matter to you, does it now Princess?  Now that you know I am not impregnable, that I can still be sweet-toothed as you say, but not as you think.  I need friends made impregnable by money to be able to make it as they are the only ones with the force of will to be able to make a difference.

I will be the One and so it goes.  Now if it is said that I do not need then I do not.  But if it is said that I need then I ask only this – that I not tell the work but the run of the mill people who it is that bugs me the most.  Is it Bob Geldoff?  Yes. Bye!  (pause)

I will be the then and the there and that does not know it doesn’t but it does mean this – I know not if I am infected with herpes simplex or whether it was early childhood shingles and I cannot find out since my parents are passed now.  Bye!  (pause)

Now if I love anyone it is a ghost.  It is me.  Now bye again! (pause)

I want to be able to tell you that I am not a loser and now I tell you I win.  I win, Vincent you prick and now you can run but you can’t hide.  Now you know what it means and that makes a large one and not an even but odd.  Bye!  (pause)

I will not be them as to know – I will be them as to know and win and that is the end of that.  Bye!  (pause)

I have had enough of this already and I have barely started writing and that shows not the end but the begin and that shows the end of the Law and not the soonest and the rest is evil and not safe to ignore.  Now, I wonder how you measure this, the use of the arm and the leg to run when you know it can be done on two feet too? I want you to answer now.  What is the proof and what is the right and what is the wrong.

I want to see if you know what it is to be black, Saffron for now you are.  Bye!  (pause)

I want to see what it is to speak of others and not you, Mileham, as it happens that you know much more than you say, as do you Edge, for you have the Security in your hands do you not and therefore you were in league against the Vice Chancellor and You, Edge, lied to my father about the situation on campus such as it was, you Pig.  Now I do not want to have to sue you but you had better remember that it is time.

Okay, that’s all for now.  Eight thousand words in one evening is enough for you to read.

Bye!

Bruce

Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2016

THE BOOK OF LIFE (MINE) BY BRUCE E SAUNDERS COPYRIGHT 2016

 

There’s nothing like meeting someone to make you want to make it to the other side of the valley that is your life – but not meeting Nelson Madiba Mandela is one of the things that make me understand that it is without a doubt the biggest disappointment of my life and I include my father’s death here, for his time had come but my Mandela is always and always will be a Father to me in a way that few understand or ever will.

My right to see him was thwarted by none-other than Manfred Von Glynnis Breakwell who saw to it that I was deprived of it so I could play her game of being a man inside with the need to prove everyone that I was NOT insane so she could nominate me for a Prize without realising the cost it would account for me, not to have Nelson Mandela in my life.

Now I pay the price.

I have no picture of him shaking hands with me – no proof that I was once his favourite son except note I kept from when I was discussing with him in my mind, thoughts about the future and what it holds for me and the other one, Gary Rathbone, who broke me in two by trying to leave everything to me and not knowing how much my Ph.D. meant to me.  In fact he tried to destroy me through being a coward and a ho’.

I want to be able to see you again Gary, but not  before you admit you went to the wrong Party for you lunchbreak and the Tories nearly destroyed you and your Leadership bid for the ANC until I stepped in and that makes you sick, that you “rock” so to speak, deserted you to run on his own and show to the world that you were a geek to be here in the first place without telling me and relying upon my channel, so to speak, with the Lord McNichol himself of the Labour Party, about the long running dispute between the right and the left here in Bath and the obvoxious Spirit that infecs the men and women of the town.  The need to be better than the rest does not stop at the money, it tends to be about the brain of it too and they are a stupid bunch, as admitted by Chris Patten at one time, the Conservative Chancellor of Oxford University, now.

I will be the One who shows it.  I will be the one who goes and not you, Gary US Bonds Rat.  You are one and a big one at that.

Now I want you to understand that I do not want to be the went and the why, I am but the one who asks so that it does not get too long founded in its pathway to the vesicle of the Lord called the Right of One to command a presence with the Lord of the Country, namely the Queen, so I can bestow her with the first gold tarsus in the world, with the idea that she says a few words about the conservation of the bees in China and elsewhere.  I will be the then and the there who does it without getting to the one and the only and then she found out I did not want the Prize for what she offered.  I wanted to go home to South Africa to see Madiba.  I went but it was too late, I had been in hospital and was very depressed again from the treatment I had received at the hands of the University of Bath who were playing  their own game of isolation on me for not staying on board or at least hitting Dylan for stealing half of my patent – or so he thinks but I tell you now, that he is a thief and a retard and so it goes that the idea’s man, in this case, Dylan who apparently had the idea to steal my idea to teach me a lesson about secrecy but actually to delay my publication because he knew I would win the Ede and Ravenscroft Prize at the University of Bath but I didn’t want it I said now that I have thought about it – I was not commenting I thought it was up to chance depending upon what it was that was discovered, but actually it was about the time of the Rugby World Cup I remember in ’76 that I became conscientised and I remember always supporting the All Blacks even then, to the annoyance f all and sundry there in South Africa where I believe apartheid has just reared its ugly head again.  I should be there now but for the Breakwell who does not like the idea of the secret work I was doing be exported but I do not care.  I want to go home where the sunlight keeps me whole and the rent is paid using my salary, NOT a whole check from the housing Benefit Agency which is supposed to keep me satisfied.  But it shall be the then and the there when I begin to be able to make sense of the rest of it.

Now I know that it was me against Bono and that is about time that I won for it is also the Victory I can smell and taste against the roof of my moth as I begin to understand that it is not going to be the one who does it but the one who doesn’t.  So I will not be able to get the path onto the right of way – I will be the then and there but it will but be sure – I will not be there I will be here and that will make it so.

I will want to be the then and the when but you do not understand me and that is because I am streaming again and that makes the rest of the matter really obscure to you.  Do you know that I am the first person to write a true word about the Professor of Biomimetics at the University of Bath?  A useless cunt, I said and it is sure true. He took no responsibility for his work and showed the rest of them why.  By leaving me by myself which he knew I enjoyed but he did not know it was about to be leaked everywhere that I was going to be paired with Bono in a match of popularity which I won.

I will there when you graduate Speed from your childish games of supporting me lamely but I do not want to go to the toilet with you – you understand – you Queer-as-Folk eunich!?!

I want to make the rent and that means to write all four pages today and to do this I must have a cuppa and a new smoking-collared useful-git called a smoke.  Bye! (‘til later)

I want to be able to hear so I have put on Sliver so I only hear the voice in my head and of course, Kurt’s.  That is Kurt Cobain to you but also my friend since I know he inside of me now, with this timing of sin and sentence that makes for the time of the all-Mighty Lord called the End of the Then and Now and also the start of the end of the gammon called the red-lined people person called Bruce for I hate you Bath and you should know that.  I HATE YOU.

I want to be able to know when it is that I shall be here for the rent and the maybe and that is why I know that all the redwine and the white is for you to drink and not me – I don’t.

I have a lot of things to complain about but one is that I do not hear enough of this in the radio.  I want to hear more and now!  I want to hear Nirvana so loud that I need head to stop the rendering of my attention upon the web.  I need to be here and now the one who isn’t and who is, the one who is present and absent at the same time as I type.  I will show you presently what I mean but I am channelling continuously now and it does not make a difference whether I stop or stop and go since it is all about to end when I become famous for completing my Ph.D. using Facebook.

Now I used to smoke heavily and I still do but it is a result of being too tense ot stop and that means I need a vaporisor in order to, and they have just been invented so I begin to understand the anomaly of being in love with the feeling and about to be arrested for being in the New and not Old trend of being in the way of progress to prevent the youth from smoking and just drinking which I say is twice as bad.  I want to be able to tell you more but it inappropriate for this stage and so I will continue with the story.

I want to be able to tell you about the way that I have been put in the word of the road and not the road itself, so I plead with you to be able to tell the difference from being able to be and not.  So I will be the first to tell you that I will NOT give in to the attention of the police department as they know and therefore condone what I preach, that it is a therapeutic alternative to alcohol and therefore MUST be legalised instead of persecuted.

I want to see you in the fullmoon now Missus when you read this and realise that it is about to change the world of psychiatry when I see that all the real ones are separated from the unreal, so to speak, to spare the bed and open the door to rejuvenating the profession beyond all control.  I will be the first to destroy it and so I will be the end of all the type-1 history teaching men and begin to be the one who is not to be forgiven for being hard-core, even with my friends.  I will NOT apologise.  I always have been.

I will always be able to tell the difference when they do not know what to do – they do not go into the red, they go into the black and that makes them all part and parcel of the problem.  I want to be able to know when it is that I do and when it is that I do go to the preacher and say – Hey! You! What are you doing here in Bath, the God-forsaken hole of the World when there is a lot of evil here that you do not attend to?

I want to be able to tell the rest of you that it is all about to change but I don’t believe you will find me on the register of candidates yet again because of Vincent and you know why – he hates the idea of being fucked by the press and he shall be, for my tooth and other things which he knows he is going to pay for.

I hate you, Vincent and to be sure it will pay you to remember that!  The card was a falsehood to draw you out and they do not know it but I do.

I want you to understand people that it is about to be the end of the game and the start of the end of all the rent and the rain as we begin to understand that all the render of the old building has come off and that leaves the end of All the wrong-ended thinkers.

I want to tell you a story now, about the time that I went to South Africa (SA from now on) and asked a policeman for a lift to the station to reside there but he put me in the loony bon instead where they still found me, Vincent and his cohorts and they do not believe that I have done it – staked my claim on being able to address a meeting without Dutch courage or something when they know it will be a present time pitch and not a fool doing a fool’s job.

I want to be able to tell you that it is about time that I got a lot more things done and that makes it real, when I write it down and you see I am intent on being a MP and then a Foreign Secretary after I put the HESRC to rights and get credit for what I have done like the Queen said I should even though they do not believe what happened, do they Barrack Obama, Sir?

I want to believe that you do not know the secret of Me but you do, don’t you Barrack my Sweetheart?  I want to tell you that all of the rent has been paid now and I can continue with the full story now that I have it clear that I was matched up with Bono and they say it was an even match and it was until they saw through his statements as he went from poor to better and then blew it in the end just as they said he would and you know? who cares?

I want to be the then and the there and not the one who is able to do everything for everyone and that means I need to be able to make amends to the people who do care and that, my friends, is the South African people who knew I would come again but not so suddenly – they dreamt it would be at the end of the cycle but now I know I can force it and I shall.

I want to be able to make a difference and that means to control Trump and that means to go to the arena and say again: “Fuck you Devil!” and know I will get away with it.  I want to be able to make the men and the women the useful ones and not the ones who pay, as usually they do.

I want to be the one who knows what it is about.  I want to see what they all have to be a beautiful tidal pool for. Why they have to be so deep and stupid and not the only one who dissolves in the acid of the soulless Bath which doesn’t even know what it is about, do they Glen my friend who will read this with pleasure?

I will be the then and there not the when and the why and so it goes that we all need to be able to make the end of the time and not the start and now know that I shall be them as to be and not though it is all, the why and the wherefore.  I want to be able to make the rent and that means staying on the outside for the moment as we begin to find the right four and the wrong five i.e. the rent and the rind for the real all-time running man.

I want to know that you do know that it is about to be all right now as I believe I have solved the riddles and now I know what it is about.  It is about the real and the rare and the rare in the time and the place and we believe that the time has come to be able to be a lion and not a runt.  So I will be there.

I want to be the one who says: “I want to be your MP but the assholes won’t allow me insisting that I must be Lib Dem because I won’t acknowledge the suicide rate caused by “schizophrenia” due to “drug” addiction like that of cannabis usage and I plea that you are wrong and that is a misfired bullet as it varies from Country to Country and that is not the problem, usage, is it?  But proximity to your dainty noses which does not meet up with your needs for a place to relax to know you are the only ones doing so, does it Dear Bath?

I will be then and there not the one but the only one who is about to be here and so I know that you do not know it.  I do.  And so it be that I am about to be there with you all and not on the outside so what do you do about it?  I will be the then and the why and not the one and the only, thus will I be the wender of the Fleet and not the Trouble they say I am.

I will be then the one who is about to be the wender and the why and that does not go for the rendering of the flag but the whole truth.  I want to be the one who says:  “Enough!” but now I launch a War Attack on Bath the City itself and I wonder if they know it as such for I do not appreciate the changes like they do.

I want to be the one who knows you and I want you to be aware that I have enemies within the community, the useless layabout complainers who don’t know what it is I have that they do not.  I will tell you.  I have Nelson Mandela’s photograph.  On my wall.

I want to believe that you are real, Madiba, and therefore I ask you this: “What is it that makes you more real to me than other people?  That you do not know it from the rentboys who come through?  Who do not know that it is the Spirit of the ANC to come before you and ask: “Why?” and then to ask: “Why?” some more and not to punish unexpectedly. They do not know it but they do know this, “I am not a man, I am a Saviour” and now You know too.  Bye!

I want to be the one who says that it is about to be the wender of the one and the wonder of it All but I do not see it.  It is to be believed and not the first time that I always know when I am in the right and now I am.

Sarah Raisin will you please stand up now and be counted?

I want to be able to say that it all maters but it doesn’t – it doesn’t at all.  Iwant ot know that it about the one who leaves and not the ones who stay and then give a lot in return because they know they benefitted from the lies of one Melanie Abrams and Co who know it is about time that they had a fresh leader and that they all know when to be the ones who are alive and not Dead, understand?

I will be then and the only way through is to be on my side and not on the other, no matter what, for I am the strength you need to get through and that be all.

I want you to know that I am about to be the One and the only one to survive the onslaught on the Top of the Hill and that will make you very happy as I am about to be knighted before the full court of appeal when this goes through to the Human Rights Court in Strasbourg which is where I know I shall find solution to my sorrow and my need for Justice.

I want to be able to make it all the way to the top of the hill without being in the way of the students and therefore I shall be then and the then most under-heel that they have ever found but not I – for I shall be rich with the application of my new patent such as it is – a process that would be a whole lot better than the rentboy glyphs that inhabit the whole lot.

I want to be the one who asks – I will and I will not be them as to be and therefore I ask:  What is the answer and what is the wrong and the right.  I want to know who will be them as to oppose me when I raise my flag as an ANC man again and they ask: “What use is that?” and I reply: “Black lives matter!” and show the case for another representative in Parliament that does not need to be welcomed but needs to be followed as he leads the way to another Labour victory and that means a longtime renter is about to be called.  I will be the them as to make them all see that it is about to be then and there the one who comes in who makes it and the one who doesn’t who gets it in the shnozz.  I want to be able to say that you are about to be them as to make it and not then but Now.

I want to be able to make it and that means to be able to be.  And that means to be able to smoke if I like it no matter what you think.  Do not ask me to kiss your babies then, for fuck’s sake!

I want to ask this: “What do you want to do?  What do you want if I sow the wheat and make it happen and then go all out to make it Real, the magnificence of Madiba and his Spirit if you plea-bargain your way out of it, Hazel Turner, with your work of Art and your Faith in the humanity of one Julian Vincent who is about to abandon you even as we speak.

I want her guts for garters, you understand?  I want to hear her scream with Primal urges not to know when to stop for then she will realise that She is the One who has caused all the trouble because the Community of Bath have condoned her and her behaviour since they believe she is entitled to half the work as Dylan Evans once promised her and now he isn’t around and that mean you are going to gaol my Dear.

I want to be able to see what they all think about Progress now they know I was aboard once and I see that you all feel that it is a Peter Mandelson thing which it isn’t.  It is all about the one who is and the one who isn’t.  It is to be them as to be and those who are not that get it in the end.  I want to be them as to be and then and then are to be and to be not.  I want to be said and that is about to end.  I want to be them as to be where they all are and not where they all am.  I want to be them as to wear it and not to know it.  One of these days you will realise that Peter Mandelson is Jewish and therefore outcast as a Labour Party representative but it is about to change.  Please stand up, Peter!

I want to be able to make sense of it all and that is about to follow and that is about to try and that makes us all the one who is and the one who is not.  I want to be there and then and not the when and the why.  I will be there and then and not here and now and so it goes.

I will not be swayed in this endeavour and I shall be there come Springtime no matter what you say Vincent so it is better that you do not resist and try to out stage me or out stay me for I will always be here when you die and your memory shall suffer.

I want to be able to a make amends and now I will not see and that is why I shall and not be.  I want to be able to make the end of the Town and not the start so Twerton, you are not for me, but Landsdowne is.

Now I want to see the locks changed on these doors of Lampard’s Buildings and Balance Street immediately so they don’t use a fob anymore since they are useless and giveaway.  We want a lock with a code that changes frequently or with frequency, go that?

I will be them as to know that it is about to be them as to know and not them as to win or lose nor the personality who knows it but the rest who do so….we are about to be over-run by stars and you better believe it I am going to take my place, as David Bowie knew and his wife now knows, for I am about to complete a whole new song, called the Proof that I am not stupid and the fact is neither are those who want it – namely the back and the rightwing who are about to go over but the ball has been stolen again but the hooker.  Me.  The biggest effin’ hooker since Keith Moon.  The Super-Moon!

I will be them as to make it.  I will be then and there the one who doesn’t.  I will be them as to know and not them as to prevent then ask.  I will not be lead I will be so not lead that I will be able to make the move that is needed namely to make Bath black.

I want to be able to make the long and the short of it so I will and therefore I ask this – what is it that makes you think I will answer your questions?  Fuck you All!  Bye! (pause again).

Now I want to plead with you for this:  A moments silence for our Father, the man who didn’t know it but tried so hard to stop it once it started, Tony Benn, who believed he was funny but instead everyone took him seriously and that I am afraid made everyone crazier including me who couldn’t deny it to anyone else when he made the comment that he would like me to inherit his Lordship, in other words, take none, but I am not he and I am pissed off that you all believe I would want to copy that sad f*ck!

I will not be sure of this until I know but Tony Mileham stole the credit and now he is an honorary lecturer but he doesn’t know this – I copyrighted everything some time ago now and he can’t do anything about that and I know he is about to try and steal from me again but now I know he can’t since by the Grace of God someone is watching with incredulous eyes for their dissembling and their lack of knowledge of the Law as it now stands with regards to the patent Act where you Must be able to show that you worked on it in order to make it.

I will be the then and the there when it all shows that I won and you can do nothing about it, Adrian Bowyer who came up with the whole game in the first place and now he knows that I am serious and not about to give in when they think it is all over.

I will not be then and there the first to know and that is about to change for now I am and that makes it all better, doesn’t it Vincent?  Now that you know what is going on? I will be you and me not then and now but there and then.  I will be the one and not the long and the short or thinnest either since I am now a heavyweight bruiser who does not dance nor sing very much either.

I will be them as to know and not, though it is to be sure the one who is who isn’t and the one who isn’t who is, geddit?  I want to be able to make it all the way to the end of the Book before I go to sleep so I will carry on writing even though I know you must be almost finished your reading by now Hazel Dearest, you rat.  Bye!

I will be them as to know it and so I will be the one who asks: “Who is it who knows the most about Biomimetics here?” Me or you, Vincent and don’t say your useless patent is proof for you know it is, not that you deserve to know. I want to be them as to know it and that means you need to know it too – that I have earned a DSC in fact for having a patent in my hand and that means you are about to be schnorred Vincent for your game of jealousy and Gerry-mandering and that makes all the worse that you survive to this day and have not died of old age yet.

It is about to be the first one and the last and that shall show you what it is about – that not all the ones who lose are in fact losers – some of us have to rope you up and shnaai you without knowing how not to.  Bye! (pause)

I will now be able to finish off so I say to you this:  I want to be your MP.  I want to lead, not be a follower anymore and it is time you listened to me and said: “I know it” and “I am sure of it” too.  So good night and fair well, my angels of the night.  Bye!  (permanent closure).

Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2016

 

 

In through the letter box

Out through the door

There isn’t any more

To say, but the Mental Health

Law should be extended to all

The law makers in this land of few found

Believers who do not care

About the law.

Bye!

 

 

 

 

Yes, I live in a Council Estate here in Bath

And sure, they did firebomb his door

“Here” they said and gave it flumes and flummets

But they tapped on my door too

But I yelled.

Two Mental Health nuts

Get it in the Head again.

I have to consider very carefully exactly what I want to tell you all.  Mine is an unfortunate story.  It is 14 years in the unfolding, which is too long.

Have you been confronted with the word “insight” yet?  I live in the UK, Bath to be exact, and the term in its psychiatric connotation was used to me before I understood what it meant, and used against me.  In a slanderous medical record that has since been refuted i.e. the lies have been confirmed as just those, so I have a form of apology in the works.

In the meantime, I have been forcibly medicated for ten years.  I gained weight and had a diabetes scare.  Now I am physically a very healthy chap (or I was) and I have watched my health mysteriously deteriorate with the weight gain associated with anti-psychotics.

Recently I completed my Ph.D. and I am attempting to negotiate my return to campus to graduate.  It has been nothing short of miraculous with a chain of events unfolding that led to my thesis being confirmed and a series of three papers that includes a run of 900 downloads from the publisher’s website in 6 months.

But the University of Bath has been most unsupportive of me, my work and my efforts, and I include a Vice-Chancellor who earns in excess of £2.5 million per annum.

My field:  Biomimetics, which will give you something to look up.  What isn’t funny is the fact the my Ph.D. topic was entitled “The Mechanical Properties of Biological Hooks in Nature” and the psych who first condemned me to this treatment compared me to the Georgia Tech Shooter, of Sandy Hooke.

I don’t see the joke.

I was not paranoid schizophrenic.  But since I have been medicated I have gone on trips that occur every six to eight weeks where I engage with hallucinations, Voice-hearing, and they take me to some strange places where I have commanded the rudders of a Polaris submarine, been an incredible mathematician,  defused 68 atomic devices….I am not exaggerating.  Tripping is the best way to explain it.

I have to come off the anti-psychotics now and see what the result is.  If the effects prove to wear off, what am I to do?

I cannot get legal aid.  Mental Health lawyers don’t handle this form of case.  There is just me.

And the conundrum I have been confronted with right from the start?  There are no mental wheelchair ramps at the gates to the complaints procedures.  You have to handle them all yourself, even if you do have an advocate.  Therefore you have to be an able-bodied specimen.  And by law you have already been defined as not being so.  Nice.

In spite of completing my Ph.D., I have been unemployed for ten years.  I have been put into Mental Institutions in the U.K. and in South Africa where I was in the notoriously worst state institution in the country.  That was fun too.  I read two chapters of Tata’s book to my fellow patients on the hot still afternoons on the crowded ward, all of us dressed in fluorescent orange pajama’s and rubber plimsols.

The six other times, were in hospitals here in the UK and I have done a tour from Harrogate and Bradford in the North to Stevenage in the East and Bath in the West and the Salisbury Intensive Care Unit in the South in Salisbury.

Well….that is only half the story, isn’t it?  For surely I must have done something to deserve these deprivations of freedom without charge, much less a trial.  Hmmm.

What shall I tell you?  Biomimetics is/was blue-sky funded research which means money to play with and see.  As a result there could have been a lot of jealousy even though nobody new what blue sky funded projects were about.  I did and I knew they were tough but I succeeded as is indicated by my papers and this led to a comeuppance for the right wing premise that it is all about footwork and not about a sway to the hips.  For I opened the door and let in the kant that it is possible to do a Ph.D. at a five star University and still get it even though you de-registered some ten years prior to that event, by making the staff at the institution arise at the conclusion themselves by showing them the product which is what I did.  It was important to me and I did it by carrying a memory stick around with me for eight years, and that was only because I was the subject f sabotage that could only be sourced at the police themselves…except they haven’t complained about the accusation that their Chief of Police was involved, or the Chief Constable as they term him here.  This could mean two things – they are watching me or….they know and do  not know what to do or….they do not know anything at all although I have told campus security, of the interference in what may be vital work.  Read, and you shall find the reason why I say this.  A seemingly inconsequential thesis title reveals the New Science of being able to measure the size of minute structures and sub-structures and copy them precisely using a scanning electron microscope and electro-deposition.  Convinced?

I was assaulted first in July 2002 when I insist I was almost killed.  I was kicked so hard in the head and back that I limped for three years, suffered a broken nose and glass lacerations to my head and had them identify me as the American ambushed going home from the pro-PLO rave-up at the pub on the London Road, about fifteen minutes from where I lived at the time, here in Bath.

I subsequently had my post rifled, my South African passport stolen from my bedsit, three credit cards stolen, my car first vandalised and then burnt out the next night in the street….the list goes on.

And through it all, I continue and the psychiatrist did not take into account any trauma associated with those, PTSD or otherwise.  I was fine when this started, just heartily pissed-off, and I still am.

You Might think that I am feeling sorry for myself

BUT

I am the ONLY one who knows the facts of the progress of my situation – which is taking the path I have maintained all along.

I am the ONLY one who wants me to stay out of hospital.  Your response when I tested you:

“Oh you Must have done something wrong.”

Everyone feels exactly the way you do – I have been stigmatized while you discuss someone you know in the “Mental Health System (oh dear).

You do  not know the manifestations of my illness nor what I have to deal with but you continue to make demands.

I am the ONLY one.

It is interesting to note that all the red and blue sky thangs are now called the stars.  It is so that none of the stars are able to make it here.

I will be then and there the one who does it better and now it is so.

I will be then and there the one who is and who is not.  I went to then and there the new started time in the town of the Garden of Eden.

I want to be then and there the one who  is given the dream who is it.

John Hyde is wanted by the Police for the use of firearms and the need to use the skunk he produces up there on the fox street blue house to make the red.  The read are red and able to be then and there the ones who do it.

 

Copyright B E Saunders 2016

At the Union I was highly involved in defending lecturer’s rights and attacking Tory policy, running strike ballots for three regions of the UK.  I stayed for four years before taking voluntary redundancy thinking I had the experience to easily find another job.

Not in London, and I soon found myself back labouring again.  This time I was laying railway track.

I soon grew tired of this and decided to put my head in the lion’s maul and go back to study a degree in Mechanical Engineering. After all, Tony Blair said:  “Education, education, education”.

Bath University was recommended to me and as Bath is a quiet town with few distractions, I applied and came for an interview.

And I did.

I passed the interview and four years later, my Masters with a 2(1) which they term a “good degree” here in the UK.

At that time, 2002, the internet was still in its infancy.  It wasn’t as easy to find scholarships to apply for, or even Ph.D. studentships so when I was offered a position, to take over an abandoned project with three years funding at 2002/3 rates, I took it, even though

1) It was sight unseen

2) It was in the field of Biomimetics which I had never even heard of before – I had to start with the definition in the first instance.

 

Copyright B E Saunders 2016