Good morning…. I’ve missed two days now; it might even be three. And I don’t care a whit. Life and time go on, and nothing untoward took place in re: Space or Time, so, I figure I’m ahead of the game…. The picture I’ve used to begin may show you part of the reason why, just as the last picture that opened a Pearl for me… which was a photo of the same scene, taken from near the posts you see in the mid-left of the picture today. Cool place, eh? It’s the Fool Family Farm, on a private road whose name is Go Away…. and it hides the actual location of my sanctuary, which I’ve retreated to for 40 years, since two of my water brothers moved there to get out of civilization while they had the chance….
I’ve now been here five days, and, as always, feel replenished and new, ready to begin again to take up the reins of my life, including responsibility for my health, as it should have been for the last twenty years. (I can say “should” because I’m speaking only of myself, not anyone else…) (though I DO recommend each and every one of us take responsibility for ourselves…. it’s quite invigorating, as a matter of fact….) Now, all I have to do is put up with the five hour bus ride to get back to home base, and I can start resting up & getting prepared for the next journey, scheduled to start next week sometime after Tuesday…. Yay!…
So, I don’t have anything ready, & not much time to do this, so, we’ll see just what we can find, eh?…. Let’s get right to it….
Shall we Pearl?
“It has long been known that one horse can run faster than another – but which one? Differences are crucial.” — Lazarus Long
Since I’m short on time for completing this, we’ll go with my default choice for entertainment….
Since today’s poem is from 2012, here is a short religirant from that year to fill in this section, since a fresh rant is currently out of the question….. Enjoy!….
One day a gate breaks down between heaven and hell. So St. Peter arrives on the scene and calls out for the devil.
And the devil saunters over and says, “What do you want?”
And St. Peter says, “Satan, it’s your turn to fix it this time.”
And the devil says, “I’m sorry. But my men are too busy to worry about fixing a mere gate.”
And St. Peter says, “Well, then, I’ll have to sue you for breaking our agreement.”
And the devil says, “Oh yeah? Where are you going to get a lawyer?”
— Soupy Sales
It occurs to me, Soapy’s next line from St. Peter would have to be…. “I don’t need one, I’ve got a fix in with the judge….” That would give not only balance to the argument, but would accurately reflect the actual level of corruption implied in the picture of the universe painted by the Judeo-Christian model of religion. It would also probably more closely reflect Soapy’s sense of humor, which was much more pointed than he got credit for…. People just thought he was a little strange sometimes, not recognizing lines that were making active fun of the establishment (as we old hippies were wont to call the mainstream of American society…..).
In reality, this joke is another example of the bad press that the Devil always gets; it isn’t often you’ll see a joke that ends up with Satan coming out on top. No, he is always given the role of the asshole, the manipulator, the one who wants to drag us down into Hell for eternal torment. Everyone seems to forget that they have ascribed omnipotence, and omniscience to God, and that He is the one who a) made the Devil the way he is, and b) could change it if he wished…. which seems to indicate that he DOESN’T wish to rid us of Satan, but prefers he be around to tempt and distract us…. That sounds to me like just a bit of manipulation in itself; how ’bout y’all?….
The preachers would have us believe that God allows Satan to exist out of his sheer benevolence, forgetting this is the same God who, in the Old Testament, sent forty bears to a town to kill all the children, just because a few small boys made fun of one of His prophets. He is also the one who threw Satan out of Heaven for objecting to some of what He had done on Earth, then turned around and allowed him free access to us humans, just so He would have a ready-made way to test us at His convenience. Just a little self-serving, don’t you think? This God, to my way of thinking, acts more like a spoiled little kid than a deity capable of creating universes…..
Okay, I’ll quit now. It’s really too easy to shoot at dogma; it never tries to hide, and just stands there, looking dumb, as you sight in on its forehead. But, hey, it’s a necessary job, and somebody’s got to do it…. Boy, it sure would be nice, though, to see humanity grow up, and learn to face reality without crutches, and without having to invent a supernatural being to explain away the stuff that isn’t clearly understood…. But, I guess it is job security, in that sense, because it means I’ll always have something about which to write….
“I’m RELIGIOUS!! I love a man with a HAIRPIECE!! Equip me with MISSILES!!” — Zippy the Pinhead
Note from today: The actual correct finishing pearl for this (as perceived from the vantage point of the future…) would be:
“Christ believed in hell. I do not myself feel that any person who is really profoundly humane can believe in everlasting punishment.” — Bertrand Russell
anticipating dawn with such patient yield
morning burgeoning in dark winter’s hold
brings promise of tales yet to be told.
Lengthening days of pale sun unto night
slowly tell of time’s subversive flight
bringing such original songs of natural fire
with melodies complex in casual attire.
The months are certain they will always win
it is just the way it has always been.
None may argue, nor yet slow life down
Nor dim the eternal beauty of nature’s gown.
Winter evolves from fall into spring,
sending flocks and hearts ever awing.
Summer follows suit, t’other way ’round
Spring into fall, often without a sound.
Life is meant to be lived, beginning to end
choices abound, and change can be a friend.
Yielding with grace to reality’s compelling ploy
fills our plain existence with clean, honest joy.
~~ gigoid ~~
A simple little pearl, that will speak for itself, thank you very much…..
“Who is more foolish: the child afraid of the dark or the man afraid of the light?” — Maurice Treehill
“Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.” — Horace (65-8 B.C.)
“Nothing helps scenery like ham and eggs.” — Mark Twain
“Force has no place where there is need of skill.” — Herodotus
“If you are lucky enough to find a way of life you love, you have to find the courage to live it.” — John Irving
“You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.” — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
“Go not to the elves for counsel, for they will say both yes and no.” — J. R. R. Tolkien
That’s all, ffolkes. Well, all there is time for me to get done, anyway. For now, and, until tomorrow…. Ta, then…. Stay alert, ffolkes, it’s gettin’ pretty crazy out there…..
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…
When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.
Which is Why….
Sometimes I sits and thinks,
I just sits.
gigoid, the dubious
The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.
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“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch
À bientôt, mon cherí….