Posted also on Substack, though this may be edited further, I'm not entirely sure yet

Privatisation I

Privatisation is the only thing worth speaking about—it is the only item of universal relevance which causes most dispute, for repute.

An apt example of hedonism, a strictly hedonistic Bible, or modern capitalism, and otherwise freedom in a general sense, in the extreme, as foreseen by ancient religion, gold the substance, or the metal, and sacred relic or human hubris, is the question: what if somebody were to buy the NHS—as the individuated patent flies? There would be nothing but ancient, medicinal precedent. Apparent disease rendered obsolete by the same technological progress apparent via capitalist ventures into the unknown, relinquishes state and affair for the object itself. Wealth distribution, among any similar framework, theory or concept for wealth distribution, allays the conceptual object, materialised. A book. A video store—blockbusters, the entity.

Privatisation becomes the rule of law as goes wealth and the psychological human race, the absolute of itself become of, again, the only relevant conceptual basis for viable creationism, as we are made of red-meat. All human concerns are thus forged in absolute terms, and are psychological as death. All concerns, made redundant, are thence equatable to an extreme, or the question itself: is the British NHS for sale? (Propagandised) language, in lieu of any governance, comes into play.

This extreme becomes the only notable aspect to wealth as a concept, materialised by a gold minted coin or digits on a screen. I would conjecture this to become as the natural world beholden to the state.

Yet in Britain, right across from deforestation: I keep my passport beside my laptop as I write this: the balcony doors are thrown wide open this morning. The sun shines bright and a question asked amongst subliminal birdsong, for I have not slept, to wit about medicinal Cocaine, sounds aloud like one silver trumpet.

As I shall elaborate, any knowledgeable theory about perfection or privatisation, or that which deals in substance becomes what I would say, in truth, something only useful on Wall Street and is only useful to human beings as a recreational drug. Thus, girl or cocaine, etcetera. We draw the lines closer together, always—the populous and a religion of speciesism. This is a syllogism, of some sort. Perhaps the on...

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