Ffolkes,
~~ Scottish Proverb ~~
Full Moon Rising, 8/29/2015 ~~ Northern California
Good morning…. I promised a blogging friend a photo of the Supermoon from last night; lo and behold, here ’tis! It’s not bad, but, convinces me I need to upgrade my camera a bit…. I guess an 8-10 year old, five mega-pixel version is getting a little out of date. My phone is rated with more pixels, but, since I only use it as a phone, it doesn’t help me at all. Ah well, I guess that’s what photo editing software is for….
Wasn’t that just riveting? What an opening! Drama, the hook, strong language, all ther….. well, okay, so, none of that is there. So what? YOU try coming up with something cool and interesting EVERY EFFING DAY! I’ll tell ya, it ain’t easy. But, I digress, as usual….
Hmm…. Y’know, this seems to have escaped from control rather quickly, hasn’t it? I’m having a tough time this morning, if you hadn’t noticed. Nothing in the head, but for this nonsense. Not that nonsense hasn’t worked for us in the past; no, no, it’s been a real trooper in that respect. No, it’s merely the sheer insanity of this particular nonsense which makes it unsuitable, even for this. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for what happens, should I allow it to show its scary little face….
Instead, I think we’ll head on out to the oyster beds, & see if we can’t find a pearl or two…. Since that’s our intended purpose, anyway, it should work out well. As long as we don’t try to think about it, we’ll be fine…. Hell, let’s just forget all the regs, and do this one nude! Okay, everybody strip!…. No? Oh, well, can’t blame a guy for trying…. Instead, let’s do this….
Shall we Pearl?….
“One of the sayings of Diogenes was that most men were within a finger’s breadth of being mad; for if a man walked with his middle finger pointing out, folks would think him mad, but not so if it were his forefinger.” — Diogenes Laertius (c. 200 AD) — Diogenes, vi
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Y’all won’t be surprised, I’m sure, to find we’ve gone to our default music today…. However, today it will be a little different. I’ve mentioned radio station KDFC before, as being the best classical music station to ever exist (well, actually, I haven’t made that claim before, but, it’s likely very true, so, we’ll let it stand, and just call it mild hyperbole….). Below is a link to the station’s home page, where you can click the “Listen Live” button, to hear a fine selection of the world’s best music…. It’s all I’ve got today, but, it’s enough…. Abondanza!….
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Some of y’all might wonder what that picture is doing above the ranting section. Others won’t care at all. Me, I’ll just tell you this; this is no ordinary rant….
In fact, it’s not a rant at all; it’s merely a statement of insanity from yours truly, to furnish y’all with the latest information on the status of my inner serenity, or, lack thereof…. It’s an annual thing, required by the law that allows me to remain outside the facility…. No, you don’t want to know….
That said, I realize the measure of my coherency is a bit of a conundrum; all of the tools designed to measure human intelligence, and/or levels of sanity in said humans, are somewhat useless applied to me, as I haven’t been human for years…. but, that’s another story, for another time. For now, allow me to just say this, and we’ll go on to the poetry section, where you’ll find a surprise…. a brand new poem, which spurted out of me unexpectedly yesterday afternoon….
Here’s the thing; I’ve decided sanity isn’t such a big deal. I mean, I’ve tried it, and it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Oh, sure, they’ll tell you it can’t be done, you can’t make it through your life without it. But, so far, I haven’t found it to be of any particular use; why should it, when the entire society in which we live penalizes everyone who displays it? Every time I try to display a rational, sane response to this insane world, it gets crazier. What can you do with a world like this, but, kick it down the stairs?….
I just realize I haven’t provided any context; you have no clue what I’m talking about do you? I thought not; there were too many frowns and confused faces. Well, too bad; life’s full of disappointments, isn’t it? Y’all will just have to make do without it, this time, at least. Why? Well, because there ISN’T any context. None of this means anything, and I’m not going to explain at all…
Instead, I’ll just quit. This section is already kaput, anyway; there’s no way in hell I can save it, and, why bother. It’s all a bunch of crap, and none of us have any real meaning. Bah! Humbug! Merde! Or, as we’re wont to say downtown, what the fuck?
Okay, that’s it. I’m calling a halt to this. It’s completely broken, and I don’t see any way to fix it….Let’s just consider this a complete loss, and leave it here, where it can die an unnatural death…. I don’t know just what the hell that was, but, it sure wasn’t a rant…. James Joyce nightmare I guess…
Oh well, it can’t all be Faulkner, can it?….
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As noted above, this one is new; I hope you like it….
Platitudes shake us, attitudes break us.
Life can be a real pain, y’know?
Still, if we don’t fight where it takes us,
it’s a pretty straight row to hoe..
A lot of what we see and hear
isn’t always in the best of taste.
Life at large can be a long frisson of fear.
Making an effort often seems a huge waste.
Pundits, dogma dogs, myrmidons, oligarchs & pimps;
assholes and predators every one.
Twisted, sick, anti-humans; anomalous, ignorant wimps.
Purest logic says, every time, lobotomize ’em, & be done.
Illusions, delusions, confusions, a dedicated data dump,
bilious, divisive, spicy with hatred and fears.
Inflation, immigration, promises from the clownish Trump
Even such base survival is left heavy with tears.
Ancient sages left signs on the path to peace,
for those with wit to see.
No need for undue effort, no quest for golden fleece.
All we ever really need to do, is be.
~~ gigoid ~~
Written 8/29/2015.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What to say of this pearl? As random as Entropy can make it; though loose, it does not wobble. Though random, it is not less real. I haven’t the foggiest notion what I was thinking, but, I have a suspicion it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. That said, you will understand why I issue a precautionary note, to help you to comprehend what has occurred. That note, which was originally translated from ancient Sumerian, says, “Show caution, and wisdom; tread carefully, lest your brain turn to crap.” Really, it said that….
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And thou hast slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
~~ Lewis Carroll, “Through the Looking-Glass” ~~
“The best way to make children good is to make them happy.” — Oscar Wilde
“Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest.” — Mark Twain
“Life without the courage for death is slavery.” — Seneca
“Arguments derived from probabilities are idle.” — Plato
“If you are too busy to read, then you are too busy.” — Literary Bee
“Self-pity is the worst poverty.” — Hazrat Inayat Khan
“Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.” — James Stephens
“If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.” — Khalil Gibran
“Remember, ‘nowhere’ is also ‘now here’.” — Random Smart Bee
~~ Lewis Carroll, “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland” ~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, it’s done. I wasn’t sure I could do it; apparently I can…. Moreover, having done so, I’ll even show some rather good sense, & be done with it for today. I don’t think I could do any more damage than I’ve already accomplished, anyway. I’ll be back tomorrow, ffolkes, with some interesting news to relate…. See y’all then, unless you figure out a way to get out of it….
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
À bientôt, mon cherí….
gigoid 
Lovely moon, 5 pixels and all. Top of the morning to you!
Thanks, amigo. More like the shank, but, hey, I’m up!….
🙂
gigoid
Shank?
Oh, well, I like a bit of shank…
Baby goat preferably…
I prefer Osso Buco, using a beef shank… yum….
🙂
Nah, not subtle enuf!
You can keep it..
I like them young….grin
choice cuts from kiddies loins…
LOL! Ah, well, so much for realism…
Me, too, but, it is what it is….
*big grin*
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Enuf Said….
Shero the Shapeshifter
Like minds…. T.S. has always been a favorite, and that poem is my favorite of his….
Here’s a take on that I wrote in 2012…
Raging at Aging
As old as you feel, we are told, is old as you are,
custom assures such vision will carry us far.
Reality begs to differ, may it be so bold
it is really quite painful, and very, very cold.
The power and strength felt in our halcyon youth
desert us with age, yet another unwelcome truth.
Irony rules our time here on this bountiful earth
as we reflect the changes over time since our birth.
As physical powers fade from this fragile shell,
we learn our mind can serve us quite as well.
The strength that once filled our bones and hearts
is now applied by our will, to more arcane arts.
Life’s greatest gift is our freedom of choice
no matter how often we forget, we still get a voice.
Energy, or apathy, by our will we may choose,
failing to do so, our only way to lose.
Each of us lives in the grip of time and space,
always seeking our balance, our own chosen place.
One must accept reality, for it is true at the core,
all we can do, is all we can do, and nothing more.
~~ gigoid ~~
Not quite up to his standard, but, it’ll do….
😎
Oh, thanx …gigoid the dubious.
‘As physical powers fade from this fragile shell’…
I, Shero, the Shapeshifter have drunk from the Fountain of Youth…
So, I Am In My Prime.
Ah…. okay….
🙄
In that case, so am I….
😕
That was Dylan Thomas jerk! grin
Right… now you see why I’m hiding for a while…. confused and dazed…
😳
Cat got your tongue?
hahahaha…
??? I’m multi-tasking… which one did I miss?…
The one in front of you..
grin
I love the poem “Platitudes for Attitudes”
Thank you….
🙂
When talking about the sun, the moon and the energies they reflect.
THE FOOL (Path of the Fool Series)
Gosh, anders… I’m pretty flexible, but, this one escapes me. I hadn’t realized I WAS speaking of these things… but, thanks.
I think.
As far as I can tell, in re-reading my post today, I’m pretty certain I didn’t explore any aspect of the Tarot, nor did I, as far as I can tell, make any reference to the Fool, or numerology…
Perhaps you might tell us your reference point(s)? I’d be interested to know how what I wrote today stimulated your train of thought….
gigoid
Hahahah…you missed it!
Still do; not sure I want to see, if it’s that obvious…. Probably a joke on me…
😯
Ah, well, I can take it…. if I only knew what it was ❗
😡
gigoid
😎
All that for one picture of the moon? It’s a joke, right? Right?
Diversity is a wonderful thing.
Sure, and it is….
SIGH….
You, my friend are a plonker….still a good plonker none the less…grin
I posted it to reference to the sun and moon worship. And that the moves of the sun and moon are represented in the tarot. These special occasions that you have shown us have special connotations from an Astrotheological Point of view.
If you belive in this or not is bot relevant. The fact that there are influential people who do, and use these archetypes and the knowledge that is connected to it, is critical to understand our world.
Listen to the entire show, to get a small glimpse.
Our christian tradition come from sun and moon worship, and have been altered many times in many ways.
If you after have listened to the above mentioned podcast, still have doubts, listen to this lecture, especially the first 40 minutes. Tarot is presented at 32:30 someting and last a few minutes. The whole arcana is presented later in the lecture which is diivided into Three sections.
MARK PASSIO: “DE-MYSTIFYING THE OCCULT” (Part 1)
Do not just listen to pieces of it, because then you will not get the full Picture.
Tarot-presentation starts at about 30:30.
MARK PASSIO: “DE-MYSTIFYING THE OCCULT” (Part 2)
Why do you Think Christ is presented with a halo?
Because he is the son (sun), and Virgin Mary represents the feminin (moon).
Derives from older sun and moon traditions then represented as Isis Horus Seth.
Why do you Think it says IHS on the cross?
And these examples are just the beginning.
If you have listened to both presentations and still in doubt, listen to Santos Bonacci.
Santos Bonacci The Ancient Theology Astrology Part 2
Listen to all parts of the presentation for full value, if you have the time.
I am not trying to make a joke at someones expense, or something in that area.
I am trying to Point out that when you see a blood moon, someone else see a set of conditions in universe that are present. And that can be used for all kind of purposes.
Still Think i am pissing down your neck, and tell you it is raining?
Endlessly entertaining!
All I did is take a picture of a full moon. I didn’t think about any other aspect of the moon, or the virgin, or the “Arcana”, or anything else, nor was I worshiping anything (Homey don’t play the worship game….). I took a picture, and posted it for its small beauty…
That’s all…. and, I didn’t THINK anything, either, whether about piss, or rain…. I just asked for your reference, as I had no ulterior, or, for that matter, interior motives….
Sometimes, a mountain is just a mountain.
gigoid, the dubious, for damn good reason….
😎
The sad part is that this ancient knowledge, about the moon, the sun the stars, is used to keep people from realize the true nature of reality. The symbols used in films, videos, advertizing, architecture and so on carries a subconsious message.
The sun, water, black horses, Mountains etc. triggers different moods and mindset on a hidden level. But once aware of it you can tell when you have been subjected to the message. Choose a given symbol, lets say the sun, and see if you can spot it in Obamas Campaign, ads, logos of Corporations, religious symbols, buildings etc.
It has proporties of rebirth, renewal, Power, etc. This works like gravitation.
Does not matter if you know about it, Believe in it, Young, old, male, female.
Exposed to it, and you are affected. But aware of it, you can tell that you have been affected, and hence steer your actions in a healty direction.
It work just like a semi-undressed woman in a car ad. You might not Think it matters, or influence you, but your subconsious wants the car as a chick magnet.
Primitive? On one level, yes, but as a Power tool, nooooooooo…….
Hey anders…why do I always play the fool?
Must be the moon in me….
thanx.
If you listen to the actual presentation instead of making fun of the title, you might learn something. And by accident you answered the question.
You misunderstand my humour Sir
it is called irony
Please study this, and tell me if there is irony in the presentation of the occult arts and the symbology?
Michael Tsarion Occult Symbology
The irony was in my reply….not in the occult……I am acquainted with symbology…I use the I ching and the Tarot from time to time. I was referring to the ‘fool’ in all of us. Thank you for your information.
May I also add that the ‘fool’ represents the trickster or the court jester.
And the fool has over time been changed from the soul card to the fool card.
We are talking hundreds of years or more.
If this transformation was fonetic or otherwise, i dont know. it could also be a delibarate attemt to steer people away from studying the tarot. It is easier to dismiss the fool-card than the soul-card. Subconsiusly you make the choice when you hear the Word, and your ego Draws back from beeing associated with the Word fool.
As for the card itself. It represents, at least for me, the unaware soul leaping out into the unknown, beginning his journey to learn……
True, and since I am older than most, I have been around the notion of fool, soul, and leaping into the unknown in the most foolhardiness of fashions….smile….my ego cracked people are frightened of the ‘occult’ Is normal,and as long as the intentions are good all is well. Thank you, and try not to take life too seriously…it is all an illusion.
Howdy…. Happy Sunday….
😀
😀
Wasn’t that just riveting? What an opening! Drama, the hook, strong language:
******
Yes! It’s all there!
The moon, true or false?
https://contraeducacao.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/who-built-the-moon_-knight-christopher.pdf&ved=0CCMQFjAAahUKEwip78OujaHHAhUErIAKHS5UBCM&usg=AFQjCNGsgtAgtnnk3k9_R2ANAdq5-MpQUw&sig2=99ZhsMlBu_sySoOnHKgeqQ
Reblogged this on gigoid and commented:
Ffolkes,
As y’all have already noticed, I am sure, yesterday got blown off, blog-wise; I spent most of the day on walkabout, putting in nearly seven miles, which is about six and a half miles further than I could walk at all only a year ago. The decision to kick modern medical practices to the curb, to focus on being responsible for my own health, is finally showing some rather convincing evidence of being the correct decision,… In short, yippee, skippy!
It also means on fresh Pearl for today, though there is one in the hopper, which will hopefully be ready for tomorrow. In the meantime, I hope this older Pearl, from 2015, will suffice to entertain you; it got good traffic, and possibly the most comments of any Pearl, ever… It seems one Gentle Reader’s own beliefs were somehow stimulated by the photo I posted that day, leading to a plethora, and more, of cross-commenting by several ffolkes… great fun. Anywho, the Pearl itself is pretty iconic gigoidal stuff, & I hope you enjoy it. I’ll see y’all soon with some fresh nonsense & blather…. or, maybe some rational discussion. Ya never know ’round here, since we find our inspiration under the nearest rocks…
Be well, & happy as you may….
gigoid, the dubious
😎
“Better bend than break.”
~~ Scottish Proverb ~~
Said A Willow
to the Oak
in our
Back Yard
During Hurricane Ivan in ’04..:)
“One of the sayings of Diogenes was that most men were within a finger’s breadth of being mad; for if a man walked with his middle finger pointing out, folks would think him mad, but not so if it were his forefinger.” — Diogenes Laertius (c. 200 AD) — Diogenes, vi
Oh Lord heHe Wonder
What ‘they’ WiLL
Think if he
Dances
every
wHere he Truly Lives..;)
JABBERWOCKY
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And thou hast slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
~~ Lewis Carroll, “Through the Looking-Glass” ~~
HeHe Don’t Tale Anyone
iT’s Not A Secret
Kilroy
is Here now too..;)
“The best way to make children good is to make them happy.”
— Oscar Wilde
Amen Fuck Tough
Love Tough Fuck Amen..:)
“Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest.”
— Mark Twain
But Oh Lord this Means
For Sure You’ll Get Kicked Out oF MosT aLL ‘Clubs’..
Unless One Has A Super Pretty Word Press or Facebook Avatar..;)
“Life without the courage for death is slavery.”
— Seneca
TRuE FeaR aN ULTiMate Slave Owner..:)
“Arguments derived from probabilities are idle.”
— Plato
TRuE A REd LiGHT
iF NoT CoLoR BLind And Green..;)
“If you are too busy to read, then you are too busy.”
— Literary Bee
Hmm.. if you are too Busy to Dance Then JusT SinG..;)
“Self-pity is the worst poverty.” — Hazrat Inayat Khan
Oh Poor
me
Rich SoUL..:)
“Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect.
There are lumps in it.”
— James Stephens
True Coffee And
me Don’t
Need
No Sugar.. HiHi..;)
“If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should
not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.”
— Khalil Gibran
Hehe What Secret..;)
“Remember, ‘nowhere’ is also ‘now here’.”
— Random Smart Bee
Oh Lord i do THiS oFTeN..;)
“Curiouser and curiouser!”
~~ Lewis Carroll, “Alice’s
Adventures in Wonderland” ~~
Bet Ya diDn’t kNow She
HaD ANoTHeR SiDe oF Fred..;)