Marmosets in plaid waistcoats…..

Ffolkes,
It’s a strange morning….nothing seems to want to settle down in my head long enough to get it on screen. Even the usual bits of nonsense or profundity aren’t happening, nor is any new character popping up demanding I write their story. I could write a story about Noah, or a memorial for my Mom, but I would indubitably start crying halfway through, and I’m just not in the mood for grief today. So far today, the only agreeable activities I’ve taken part in were my first few sips of coffee and picking out the Pearls for this issue. There is something soothing to my spirit about the picking out of each day’s offerings. I think it probably has to do with the Pearls themselves. By taking each into my consciousness and considering it according to the criteria my mind has developed (I don’t know what the criteria are, as I just observe the process, without taking an active part), there is an uplifting, wholesome side-effect that leaves me feeling, if nothing else, better than I had been. I guess it makes sense; happiness is contagious, and mere contact with thoughts that produce the higher emotions can infect the spirit with positive germs. Just like when you’ve got the Rockin’ Pneumonia and the Boogie-woogie Blues, and the only cure is some Good Lovin’!
Now I’m proud…..the above paragraph, complete with cute nonsensical conclusion that, despite its nonsensical nature, provided a logical end to a series of loosely connected thoughts that were heading precisely nowhere, with one short line that brought the entire mess to a much-needed end. I’m also encouraged, as serendipity seems to be in the neighborhood, so who knows what good things might be encountered today, even if we weren’t looking for them? In any case, I’ve babbled long enough, and should probably go do something constructive…..please enjoy today’s Pearls, if only for their positive germs…..

“Is not life a hundred times too short for us to bore ourselves?” — Friedrich Nietzsche

“To fight and conquer in all your battles is not supreme excellence; supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy’s resistance without
fighting.” — Sun Tzu (fl. c. BC 500)

Of all forces acting on man, change is the most beneficial and the most cruel.–unknown

I feel like one
Who treads alone
Some banquet-hall deserted,
Whose lights are fled,
Whose garlands dead,
And all but he departed.
— Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
— Oft in the Stilly Night

“In prosperity our friends know us; in adversity we know our friends.” — John Churton Collins

An it harm none, do what thou will. — Wiccan Credo

A fine looking group, think you not? A good omen for a new day….. y’all take care out there….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes
I just sits.

gigoid

Dozer

Kowabunga!

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