Ffolkes,
~~ First rule of fighting ~~
The Beauty of Aging
Hell, I give up… I’ve been sitting here staring at this screen for twenty minutes, without a single idea for an intro going through my head… This means I have to admit it isn’t going to happen today. It’s going to make for a skimpy intro section, but, y’know what? I don’t care at all. Fuck it. I’m tired of fighting it. Today, we are going to use the ultimate intro technique; moreover, we’re doing it, NOW!….
Shall we Pearl?
“It was a saying of his that education was an ornament in prosperity and a refuge in adversity.” — Diogenes Laertius (c. 200 AD) — Aristotle, xi
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Norton Buffalo passed away in 2009. He was considered one of the finest rock and blues harmonica players in the world, for a time, working with such great artists as Bonnie Raitt, Commander Cody, Steve Miller Band, Roy Rodgers, and many others….. He was also a father, and a good man; he was my friend, as well, and we will all miss him… Enjoy!….
Norton Buffalo
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“When the government attempts to regulate everything, all is lost.” — Thibaudeau
I had a good rant in mind, to go along with the most excellent opening quote you see above…. What I didn’t have is the wherewithal to write one. I am unsure of where my angst has gone, but, it’s really more comfortable without it, so, we’ll just take a break today, and let it go…. Now, you won’t have to do the daily brain exercises we usually insist upon… I know, nothing will change, either way, but, we won’t focus on the futility; instead, we’ll think about what we can do tomorrow…. Sure we will…
Tomorrow, for sure…. Well, okay, don’t put any serious money on it…. But, I WILL be back tomorrow, for sure so, maybe…. Who cares? Well, I do, and, that’s all that is required…. See y’all then….
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The new poem isn’t quite ready, so here is an old one; I did write a new haiku, stimulated by a friend’s haiku; it’s after the old poem… Enjoy!….
La belle dame sans merci speaks aloud through endless night,
torturing dreams, with powerful words and stentorian phrases.
Manifest visions bathed in unbearable grace and light,
destroying all direction, standing lost, in unfathomable mazes.
Fate plays a part, one that will never face denial,
as fear and courage eternally vie for ascendancy.
Conflict becomes valid, gifting strength in open trial,
but honest emotion wears no costume so fancy.
Blood, sweat, and tears stroll on avenues of gold,
unlikely heroines heralding as in ancient lore;
Sharp, competent knives cut through tales untold,
eternally shifting reality past the naked shore.
Drifting toward origin, bereft of mandate or cause,
finished, nay, abandoned, tied with a figurative bow.
No simple gift from muses to give comfort or pause,
save that all we need to know, we already know…..
~~ gigoid ~~
Long dreams of spring rain
brings us to a place of peace.
Faint sounds in winter.
~~ gigoid ~~
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Sometimes, it’s just too easy….
If you do not understand, things are as they are.”
~~ Gensha, Zen Master ~~
“A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the difference.” — Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” — Albert Einstein
“Be slow to fall into friendship; but when thou art in, continue firm and constant.” — Socrates
“Human progress is furthered, not by conformity, but by aberration.” — H.L. Mencken
“Make the best use of what is in your power, and take the rest as it happens.” — Epictetus
~~ The Beatles, The last lyric of their last song ~~
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It’s been a long time since I bailed so many times in one blog…. But, y’all didn’t have to hear a rant, so, that’s good, right? In the meantime, I’ve come to the conclusion I can do no more good, nor any further damage, so, I may as well try again tomorrow…. See y’all then….
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,
and sometimes,
I just sits.
gigoid, the dubious
PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.
“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch
À bientôt, mon cherí….
gigoid 