Pish weighs more than tosh….

Ffolkes,

“Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.”

~~ Amelia Burr ~~

Mixed days 024 (2)

Scenes from a train II….


Good morning…. To aid in the attempt to make that official, we’re diving right in, straight out of the clubhouse, & right off the dock…. Luigi had the day off, anyway, so, it’s all good…. With no further adon’t, much less any ado….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Indecency, vulgarity, obscenity – these are strictly confined to man; he invented them. Among higher animals there is no trace of them. they hide nothing. They are not ashamed.” — Mark Twain  — Letters from the Earth (1905-1909)

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Peace76

    As a long-time Deadhead, I wanted to take part in the 50 year Anniversary of the band’s inception; unfortunately, the timing was wrong, and tickets went too fast…. As I expected, however, the Deadheads who DID get to go to the first two concerts have already posted parts of it on You Tube for the rest of us to enjoy…. Here is the second set from the performance on 6/28/2015…. Enjoy!….

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Grateful Dead 50th Anniversary
Fare Thee Well Tour
6/28/15

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    Every now and then, I find it’s a good idea to reprint the following; it’s my version of housekeeping, or full disclosure, or something like that. Any who, it’s pretty self-explanatory, so, you can dive right in…. No rant today; lucky you….

From 11/11/2012:

“An Irishman is not drunk as long as he can hang onto a single blade of grass and not fall off the face of the earth.” — Smart Bee

Makes me glad to be at least part Irish….        🙂    Actually, I just like it because it made me grin when I read it, and because the visual image is so wonderful…. I can just see myself, or, Oscar Wilde, or George Shaw, lying on the ground somewhere, fearfully clutching at the grass to keep from going into orbit….. brilliant!…. Just thought I’d share…..

Any who, in looking for a last pearl for this section, I realized that the above section, regarding God, and human nature, could have been condensed into a shorter, more succinct expression. Actually, I realized that I had already written that shorter version, many years ago, (about 33 of them…. I was 29 or so….) when I formulated my own philosophy, Peruaosophy…. (Perua = pearl, osophy = the study of, in Greek…). None of the other philosophies I had explored had matched my own experience, precisely, and I was still searching for one that did so, when I decided, hey, if Descartes and Socrates could have their own, why can’t I? Hence, the following, which I haven’t posted in some months…. I find it to be a good thing to review periodically, as it is chock full of everything I hold to be true, and important in life…. Feel free to comment on any axiom you wish to discuss, and…. enjoy!

Peruaosophy

The wisdom of pearls…
(The world is my oyster; which way to the pearls?)

Axioms

1)  I think I am; that’s close enough.

2) The nature of the Universe is Change.  Unpredictable, innovative transformation of Reality is the Norm. If you have a problem with this, you’re in for a rough ride in Life.

3) Thou art God, you know.  Let’s do lunch.

4) Excellence is its own reward.

5) Girls think differently.  So do boys.  Don’t fight it.

6) Axiom #2 X axiom #5 = And God so loved the world, He said, “Quit whining!”

7) Do your Duty.   Respect Life.   Honor the Truth.   Share your Love.

8)  Go back.  Everything you need to know is in the first seven axioms.

~~ gigoid ~~


And, there you have it…. this is what I’m all about, ffolkes…..       😉

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    Some poets need no introduction….

Gold Mouths Cry

Gold mouths cry with the green young
certainty of the bronze boy
remembering a thousand autumns
and how a hundred thousand leaves
came sliding down his shoulder blades
persuaded by his bronze heroic reason.
We ignore the coming doom of gold
and we are glad in this bright metal season.
Even the dead laugh among the goldenrod.

The bronze boy stands kneedeep in centuries,
and never grieves,
remembering a thousand autumns,
with sunlight of a thousand years upon his lips
and his eyes gone blind with leaves.

~~ Sylvia Plath ~~


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ankh

    This pearl is a classic, old-school pearl, in more ways than one. I won’t bother to detail all of the ways it metaphorically applies to the subject of Life, at Large, and, at Small (such as real-time…). However, allow me to assure you, you couldn’t go very far wrong by just taking it all in, & absorbing the ideas, thereby making all of it a part of your internal structure of beliefs…. This one will, without a single doubt, be on the Quiz….

“As many men, so many minds; every one his own way.” — Terence (185-159 BC) — Phormio, Act ii, Sc. 4, 14, (454.)

“In his own soul a man bears the source from which he draws all his sorrows and his joys.” — Sophocles.

“Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly.” — Horace (65-8 B.C.)

“But groundless hope, like unconditional love, is the only kind worth having.” — EFF co-founder John Perry Barlow, “Cynthia Horner’s Eulogy”, Apr. 1994

“Three things in human life are important: The  first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind.” — Henry James

“When you are content to be simply yourself and don’t compare or compete, everybody will respect you.” — Lao-Tzu

we can never be born enough.
We are human beings;
for whom birth is a supremely welcome mystery,
the mystery of growing:
the mystery that happens only and whenever
we are faithful to ourselves.

~~ e.  e.  cummings. ~~


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Today’s Pearl will join a host of others as one whose actual construction went completely unnoticed by me; where this all came from is as much a mystery to me as it must be for you…. SIGH…. Some mornings, I guess, the nose grows faster than others…. See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes, unless I can come up with a good reason not to do so….

Y’all take care 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,
   and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….


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