It’s just like a dead parrot….

Ffolkes,

“All that we are is the result of what we have thought.”
~~ Buddha ~~
July 22 2014 020 (2)

    Or, if we are lucky, we can be what we imagine in our thoughts, no matter how fantastic they are….. Just sayin’…. Ultimately, though, it’s both egotistical and impertinent to believe that I could add anything particularly useful to something the Buddha said as part of sharing his wisdom…. Oh well, it’s true, so, it can’t hurt, and I’m sure the Buddha wouldn’t mind, as long as I am not being untruthful, or mean-spirited…. Mostly, I’m just being fanciful, to get the old grey cells moving along in a reasonably straight line, even if the line doesn’t get us much of anywhere important…

‘Important’ is just another personal judgment anyway, right? Right…. the universe treats us all alike, with complete, massive indifference to our wishes or our sensibilities…. It’s just the way it is, so, what becomes important is how we react to whatever we are presented with in our lives…. much of which is not under our direct control…. As always, the only thing we can really count on being able to control is ourselves; beyond that, all is up for dispute…. Nobody likes that part of karma, or existence, or whatever we choose to call life when we are speaking metaphorically; we don’t have to like it. All we have to do is deal with it, for there is no other choice…

That being said, we do have SOME choices; in fact, that is our saving grace, to my way of thinking. We have the choice to act, or not, always…. That is a powerful tool, though sadly misunderstood to be so critical…. But, then, it takes more than just two neurons bumping up against each other to have a chance of cluing into that fact, so, a lot of folks out there just don’t have the wherewithal…. This is what creates so much tension and difficulty in the world, because of their thrashing around, trying to control everything they don’t understand, using the only tool they know, which is aggression and violence….

There, how’s that for a three paragraph summary of world history, with a valid, pertinent appraisal of human nature, and a solid, short, rational description of the root causes of the mess we call current events in world-wide society, or, as we usually think of the issue, Life As We Know It? Not too shabby, I’d say, even if it is a little bit heavy on the assumption of guilt part…. Hey, stupid is as stupid does, as Mama Gump says, so, I’m not apologizing for any of it, not even to the Buddha…. I was only trying to help!….

Never mind, we’ll just go on…. Today’s picture is one of several I took yesterday on my walk, taken when I discovered the local colony of pine cones, in their original habitat…. Apparently there was some kind of formal gathering going on, so several of them agreed to pose in the formal attire, right there in the pine tree where they live…. It was interesting, and gave me a little better insight in the Wise Old Pine Cone, and the environment from which he was, shall we say, sent forth unto the world, to carry out the dictates of his Arts….

Now, now, calm down, no need for drama…. Remember, this is all fantasy, so, I can say all this, and it doesn’t mean a damn thing, unless….. wait for it…. hold on…. unless….. YOU MAKE UP THE MEANING!….. See how that works? I rest my case, and my arguments, and my tired grey cells…. Well, not tired, just confused, their normal, default state after such a bout of philosophy, combined with fantasy, and a dollop or two of humor, all in one sitting…. All prepared prior to even awakening, too; I’ll bet you didn’t even notice that part, did you? Nope, but, don’t feel bad….. There was no way you could know I was writing ahead, or, in my sleep….

Since I’ve discovered I have the powers of a Time Lord while writing here, it’s getting a little hard for even ME to keep track of when stuff gets done…. but, as long as I don’t cross the streams, we’ll be fine…. Well, that’s what Ray said…. and Luigi backed him up on it, so, I’m letting it fly….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Who needs astrology? The wise man gets by on fortune cookies.” — Edward Abbey

And, in the same vein….

“I drank WHAT???????” — Socrates (470?-399 B.C.)

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On most occasions, the first section is comprised of either a rant, or an old-school pearl, or some combination thereof…. Or, it may start with links, to articles that stimulate my discussion/ranting, which often turns out to resemble my nose, i.e., large, round, & red, with a tendency to HONK when squeezed….. or, on rare but entertaining occasions, when looked at with the plain intent to squeeze…. Today, we, or, dropping the royal personage, I, am going a completely different direction…. sort of…..

The link you’ll see below is to an article from the sports page of SFGATE, the SF Bay Area news website run by the SF Chronicle, about the home team’s latest exploits, in this case, a Giants’ win, night-before-last in Philadelphia, a tough win in 14 innings on the road…. It’s an upbeat story, with a lot of good signs for Giants fans regarding the second half of the season…. Read it, even if you don’t know baseball, for the change of pace from the usual fare around here, which, I am aware, is generally rather intense in nature….

http://www.sfgate.com/giants/article/Posey-extends-game-in-9th-Crawford-lifts-Giants-5640059.php?cmpid=hp-hc-sports

The last line in the above article kept me smiling for a long time…. Don’t skip down to it, or it won’t make any sense…. You must read the entire article, or at least skim it down to the last couple of paragraphs, to get the sense of the game, and the fantastically humorous, ironic ending lines…. Brilliant!…..

Now what?….. Hmm, I guess we’ll wait until something occurs to me…. I know, let’s see if Smart Bee can come up with a five-star pearl that is “happy-making”, in a manner of speaking…. I’d try to explain, but, English is the wrong language for that…. Oh, hell, let’s just see what happens…

“Ants are so much like human beings as to be an embarrassment… They do everything but watch television.” — Lewis Thomas

“I have lived in this world just long enough to look carefully the second time into things that I am most certain of the first time.” — Josh Billings

“By definition, when you are investigating the unknown, you do not know what you will find.” — The Ultimate Principle

” The difference between a politician and a snail is that a snail leaves its slime behind.” — Gerrold’s Pronouncement

“One of the most striking differences between a cat and a lie is that the cat has only nine lives.” — Mark Twain, Pudd’nhead Wilson

Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence … — Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”

“The forces of evil can marshal even more support than the forces of good, especially when pizza is served.” — unknown

Okay, so, I can’t count…. I’m happy, so it all balances out, right? Right…. Onward, before they have a chance to catch up….

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This poet needs no introduction in my world; he is indeed a master of the metaphor, and silly to boot. What’s not to like?…. Enjoy this one, ffolkes, it’s a dandy….

Children’s Party

May I join you in the doghouse, Rover?
I wish to retire till the party’s over.
Since three o’clock I’ve done my best
To entertain each tiny guest. My conscience now I’ve left behind me,
And if they want me, let them find me.
I blew their bubbles, I sailed their boats,
I kept them from each other’s throats. I told them tales of magic lands,
I took them out to wash their hands.
I sorted their rubbers and tied their laces,
I wiped their noses and dried their faces. Of similarities there’s lots
Twixt tiny tots and Hottentots.
I’ve earned repose to heal the ravages
Of these angelic-looking savages. Oh, progeny playing by itself
Is a lonely little elf,
But progeny in roistering batches
Would drive St. Francis from here to Natchez. Shunned are the games a parent proposes,
They prefer to squirt each other with hoses,
Their playmates are their natural foemen
And they like to poke each other’s abdomen. Their joy needs another woe’s to cushion it,
Say a puddle, and someone littler to push in it.
They observe with glee the ballistic results
Of ice cream with spoons for catapults, And inform the assembly with tears and glares
That everyone’s presents are better than theirs.
Oh, little women and little men,
Someday I hope to love you again, But not till after the party’s over,
So give me the key to the doghouse, Rover

~~ Ogden Nash ~~

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What we have below is a typical old-school, random pearl, picked out by myself and Smart Bee, acting in mind-meld-mode, where SB brings up quotes as suggested by whatever the meld is telling him I am looking for…. Well, it works something like that, anyway; maybe one of these days we’ll let the folks at Princeton test us for their ongoing studies into telepathy…. Or, maybe not…. I think this came out rather well, all things considered; in all honesty, I’m not entirely sure my mind has been in attendance, at all, while creating this Pearl today…. Hmph…. No matter, just enjoy….

“It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.” — Terence (185-159 BC) — Act iv, Sc. 7, 19, (789.)

“What is done with joy is always better done.” — H. L. Mencken

“After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.” — Aldous Huxley

“I agree with the realistic Irishman who said he preferred to prophesy after the event.” — G. K. Chesterton, ILN, 10/7/16

“Nobody does good to man with impunity.” — Auguste Rodin (1840-1917)

“Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.” — Nietzsche, “Thus Spake Zarathustra”

“And furthermore, my bowling average is unimpeachable!!!” — Zippy the Pinhead

Also, ffolkes, you need to consider this….. If it wasn’t, would I tell y’all? Probably not….. and, what that has to do with any of the above remains as much a mystery to me, as it does to you….. I also suppose, if you stop to think about it, isn’t particularly unusual for this process….

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Well, that was interesting…. It isn’t every day my brain takes a working vacation, while still putting a Pearl together; I can’t say what kind of effect it had, but, I suppose I’ll see when I go proof it….. SIGH, I guess I’ll do that now, while I’m still in my coveralls….. I’ll be back…..

Well…. Contrary to all the available evidence, I’m speechless. But, that is, by definition, and by its nature, a good place to bring this to a close. It’s logical, if only to a fault, never approaches any sort of politically correct terminology, and, bonus, it’s on sale….. How can you lose? Hell, I’m pretty sure we now take Bitcoins, so, it’s even more convenient….. If you act now, we’ll even throw in the chocolate sprinkles….. Or, not, your choice….. My choice, should I choose to accept it, is to make my way outta here, which, I will proceed to embrace, here, and now….. I must, for I’m out of both pomposity, and, more critically, chutzpah….. See ya…..

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest  Carole, Mark, and Theresa…
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,
and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid the dubious

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2 thoughts on “It’s just like a dead parrot….

  1. Reblogged this on gigoid and commented:

    Ffolkes,

    Good morrow. Today should be the last re-blog for a while; I’m almost done with the tasks set for me by my inadvertently intimate recent relations with the Big Blue Room, and will be glad to have some time at home, to myself. For today, here’s a pretty decent archived Pearl from a couple years ago… You even get treated to poetry that isn’t mine, so, bonus!…. I’ll be back tomorrow with a relatively complete, fresh Pearl for your perusal. Until then, y’all take care, and be happy as you may….

    gigoid

  2. “All that we are is the result of what we have thought.”
    ~~ Buddha ~~

    Ugh.. problem
    with humans
    and words
    they tend
    more to forget
    what they are
    and who they are more now..
    in so much more than words of thOught..
    words becoMe idols liFe bEcomes less overALL..ugh..
    even
    missing A..;)

    ThOughts are guideposts
    to so
    much
    more without thoughtS aT aLL..:)

    We are the UniVerse
    apArt
    alike
    multi-
    UniVerse
    inDeed and thOught
    and more importantly
    sensing and feeling
    to care
    and
    laugh
    in joy and bliss
    or
    not..
    sad sad humans
    without more than
    words and thoughts..
    sad sad
    UniVerse
    sAMe and different as pARt..;)

    “Who needs astrology?
    The wise man gets by on fortune cookies.”

    — Edward Abbey

    So let it be written as light
    more likely actinG as liGht..:)

    “I drank WHAT???????”

    — Socrates (470?-399 B.C.)

    with due
    caution..;)

    “Ants are so much like human beings as to be an embarrassment…
    They do everything but watch television.”

    — Lewis Thomas

    A routine that builds the same
    Side walks that travel insane..;)

    “I have lived in this world just long enough to look
    carefully the second time into things that I am most certain of the first time.”

    — Josh Billings

    Age
    makes distance
    beauty..
    over
    ignorance
    when traveled
    more than one path..:)

    “By definition, when you are investigating the unknown,
    you do not know what you will find.”

    — The Ultimate Principle

    Books that know everything
    can be even more than deadly..:)

    ” The difference between a politician and a snail
    is that a snail leaves its slime behind.”

    — Gerrold’s Pronouncement

    Wherever there
    is contingency
    there
    is
    politics
    all is life slime
    and sublime..;)

    “One of the most striking differences between
    a cat and a lie is that the cat has only nine lives.”

    — Mark Twain, Pudd’nhead Wilson

    Lie IS A
    first
    sign
    of human relative free will..
    and cognitive empathy same..
    for folks who lie in consideration of not hurting
    the feelings of others..
    after that
    it gets
    rather
    convoluted
    oF/oN course…;)

    Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence …

    — Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”

    lie of
    same
    mad..;)

    “The forces of evil can marshal even more support
    than the forces of good, especially when pizza is served.”

    — unknown

    says
    extra cheese..;)

    Okay, so, I can’t count…. I’m happy, so it all balances out, right?
    Right…. Onward, before they have a chance to catch up….

    Multi-cultural
    any
    thing
    goes
    few on same
    page any
    thing
    goes
    sings choir with no pages..
    except for trump bound together..;)

    “It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.”

    — Terence (185-159 BC) — Act iv, Sc. 7, 19, (789.)

    And now there’s Twitter bullets..;)

    And
    buttons…

    “What is done with joy is always better done.”

    — H. L. Mencken

    And sure..
    Twitter laughs..
    Y
    not..;)

    “After silence that which comes nearest to
    expressing the inexpressible is music.”

    — Aldous Huxley

    Extension of vocal chords as strings..
    Heart Beats as drums
    And winded instruments as throat..
    wind alone..
    and pine needle leaves
    beatS it all
    for me..
    iN
    cOld
    front
    Breeze..:)

    “I agree with the realistic Irishman who said
    he preferred to prophesy after the event.”

    — G. K. Chesterton, ILN, 10/7/16

    Yes.. sigNature
    oF A
    sun
    comes
    first..;)

    “Nobody does good to man with impunity.”

    — Auguste Rodin (1840-1917)

    Nature with
    strings
    attached..;)

    “Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.”

    — Nietzsche, “Thus Spake Zarathustra”

    Impulse to punish
    more
    likely butt hurt in ‘military school’..;)

    “And furthermore, my bowling average is unimpeachable!!!”

    — Zippy the Pinhead

    idol
    averages..;)

    i saved
    this one
    for last and first..;)

    Children’s Party

    May I join you in the doghouse, Rover?
    I wish to retire till the party’s over.
    Since three o’clock I’ve done my best
    To entertain each tiny guest. My conscience now I’ve left behind me,
    And if they want me, let them find me.
    I blew their bubbles, I sailed their boats,
    I kept them from each other’s throats. I told them tales of magic lands,
    I took them out to wash their hands.
    I sorted their rubbers and tied their laces,
    I wiped their noses and dried their faces. Of similarities there’s lots
    Twixt tiny tots and Hottentots.
    I’ve earned repose to heal the ravages
    Of these angelic-looking savages. Oh, progeny playing by itself
    Is a lonely little elf,
    But progeny in roistering batches
    Would drive St. Francis from here to Natchez. Shunned are the games a parent proposes,
    They prefer to squirt each other with hoses,
    Their playmates are their natural foemen
    And they like to poke each other’s abdomen. Their joy needs another woe’s to cushion it,
    Say a puddle, and someone littler to push in it.
    They observe with glee the ballistic results
    Of ice cream with spoons for catapults, And inform the assembly with tears and glares
    That everyone’s presents are better than theirs.
    Oh, little women and little men,
    Someday I hope to love you again, But not till after the party’s over,
    So give me the key to the doghouse, Rover

    ~~ Ogden Nash ~~

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