Ffolkes,
~~ Sifu Bee ~~
The Huntress Returns Home with her Prey….
Hajime…. This is going to posted late; my body is making up for lost sleep time these days, I guess. I’m sleeping a lot, which is by no means a complaint. I’ll testify, anytime, anywhere, ’tis far better than the alternative of no sleep at all…. It means I’ll again have to adjust my hours of operation, which will annoy Leelu; cats are not good with changes to their environment, or routines, as we know. Ah well, what’s a few more scratches among the multitude, eh?
Golly, (and, isn’t THAT a fine old expression!), now I’m lost, both already and again. If it were a novelty, I could claim ignorance; since it’s not, I’ll just cop to it, and get on with the rest of today’s mess, such as it is. I spent much of the day yesterday thinking it was today; I guess all the Tardis use has gotten my time sense a bit skewed. Since that’s so, I’ll cut today’s intro short (Leelu is also demanding attention, which will slow this process a bit….)
I fired Luigi, and Guido, & sold the plane. We’re going to go with tech toys from now on, so, you may not notice the transitions so much; there is much less turbulence when traveling as molecular particles, though there IS always the (slight) risk of them not re-coalescing into the correct configuration; if you nose ends up where your belly button used to be, well, just file the forms when we get back, and it shouldn’t take more than a day of two for the charms to return you to normal….
That said, let’s get this slow on the toad….
Shall we Pearl?….
“Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat and drink that they may live.” — Socrates
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I’m late, and, grumpy, for unknown reasons, so, we’re going with something soothing. Don’t know exactly what, but, it WILL be a classical piece. So be it.
Symphony # 40 in G minor
W.A. Mozart
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What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story…
You don’t get something for nothing
You can’t have freedom for free
You won’t get wise
with the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dream might be.
— N. Peart
I decided last night to spare y’all the burden of another rant. The world, as we know it, has gone to shit, but, I don’t feel like talking about it today…. Instead, I am reposting two items which are related. The first is a picture of The Desiderata, (Google is still there, if you don’t recognize it…. for the history of the document; you’ll see it below), to which I was first exposed during my first year of college, the same year I was introduced to the Tao Teh Ching, and the very great pleasure of wine-tasting and appreciation. At 17, and a long-time, voracious reader, all three had a very deep effect on me, and my future….
I’ve read, at times, and heard people say The Desiderata is not all its made out to be; it was only written in the first part of the twentieth century, AD, but, they say, it pretends to a much older wisdom, by its tone of positive assertion in all its pronouncements. To that I say, so what? As far as I know, the author never made a big deal about it; he admitted it was a summary of all humanity had learned about living, from one viewpoint only. I don’t give a shit what ‘they’ say; if it is merely a compendium, so the fuck what? Claiming it is so doesn’t alter the truth, or the wisdom, of any part of it I remember reading, so, I say it is the truth, verified by my own experience, in living a full life for 65 years, so far….
The second item is related because everything in it is a result of my experience, my reading, and, any degree of understanding I may have achieved about Life, and being human…. It’s Peruaosophy, of course, my own philosophy of what Doug Adams calls 42…. Life, the Universe, and Everything. I first wrote it at age 20 or 30, and have added only one axiom since that time. Regardless of any humorous expressions in it you may find, I am serious as a dead baby about trying to live according to these precepts….
Enjoy, ffolkes; if there is anything in Life that isn’t covered in one of these two documents, well, I just plain don’t know what it is…. Let me know if y’all think of anything, and, we’ll see if we can adjust it as needed…. You tell me. First, the Desiderata……
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, she 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
For the record, upon re-reading, and in light of recent strengthening of a certain class of evidence, two letters in the above statements have been changed from previous versions, to make it more closely reflect my current thoughts on all of this….. Anyone spotting it, shh. Anyone who wishes to ask about which letters, may do so in the comment section below. Doesn’t mean I’ll tell you, but, it doesn’t really matter, as it won’t be going back to the way it was, and, if you REALLY must know, it’s been posted before, so, eventually, Google would find it for you, somewhere in the four years of my archives….
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I’m tired of my own poetry. Here is somebody else’s…. Don’t worry, I just wrote it so brusquely because I wrote it before picking anything…. Rather than putting on your metaphorical smarty-pants, though, put on the real ones…. You may need them….
I LIVED among great houses,
Riches drove out rank,
Base drove out the better blood,
And mind and body shrank.
No Oscar ruled the table,
But I’d a troop of friends
That knowing better talk had gone
Talked of odds and ends.
Some knew what ailed the world
But never said a thing,
So I have picked a better trade
And night and morning sing:
Tall dames go walking in grass-green Avalon.
Am I a great Lord Chancellor
That slept upon the Sack?
Commanding officer that tore
The khaki from his back?
Or am I de Valera,
Or the King of Greece,
Or the man that made the motors?
Ach, call me what you please!
Here’s a Montenegrin lute,
And its old sole string
Makes me sweet music
And I delight to sing:
Tall dames go walking in grass-green Avalon.
With boys and girls about him.
With any sort of clothes,
With a hat out of fashion,
With Old patched shoes,
With a ragged bandit cloak,
With an eye like a hawk,
With a stiff straight back,
With a strutting turkey walk.
With a bag full of pennies,
With a monkey on a chain,
With a great cock’s feather,
With an old foul tune.
Tall dames go walking in grass-green Avalon.
~~ William Butler Yeats ~~
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This pearl is about mindfulness…. Trust me. Or, not; your choice. You are, after all, human, and that is the one and only power we have in this universe…. On that, trust isn’t required; it’s in your contract.
~~ Voltaire ~~
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“There are two ways of teaching people:
You can teach them how to think, or you can teach them what to think.
Socrates taught people how to think,
Jesus taught people what to think….
and look what happened to them.”
~~ Mindful Bee ~~
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“It happens in an hour, that happens not in seven years.”
~~ Proverb ~~
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“Some days you eat the bear, and some days the bear eats you.”
~~ Ancient Sage Bee ~~
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“Descartes thought an animal,
that couldn’t talk couldn’t think,
or so he taught,
but to surmise,
my cat thinks otherwise.”
~~ sig of Glyn Hanton ~~
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“I can do a score of things that can’t be done.
I can find a thing I cannot see, and see a thing I cannot find.
The first is time, and the second is spots before my eyes.
I can touch a thing I cannot feel, and feel a thing I cannot touch.
The first is your heart, and the second is sad and sorry.”
~~James Thurber, “The Thirteen Clocks” ~~
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“On the whole human beings want to be good,
but not too good and not quite all the time.”
~~ George Orwell, collected essays ~~
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“Never contend with a man who has nothing to lose.”
~~ Baltasar Gracian ~~
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“Don’t let the same dog bite you twice.”
~~ Chuck Berry ~~
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Boy, do I need a cat trainer! Ah, well, soon enough is soon, so, we’ll just take our leave now, so I can go treat these wounds from my rather annoyed 7-pound Princess/familiar…. See y’ll tomorrow, ffolkes, come what may…..
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 
I think I am having an cute attack! Leelo’s just adorable! I can’t get enough of this cute kitty!
Late better than never? Yes? IDK?
Yes, she’s entirely too cure for my own good….
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As for the title…. your choice, as always….
gigoid, the dubious
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“Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat and drink that they may live.” — Socrates
I like to be bad……
So screw Socrates…..
In the mean time I am sure chuq thinks I am a little too ‘hot’ to handle..
Hahaha….
I love being BAD.
Well do you blame me?
Fuk…PC…
Hiya!
Cya!
Lady P….
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Great comment: Short ethical assertion, personal choices, political incorrectness (and, thanks for that; PC isn’t done here, as you know…), a touch of insecurity balanced with chuzpah, some invitation to dialogue, and, social niceties….
Quite versatile, and….good to hear from ya….
Hiya…
Cya, maybe sooner than any of us think…
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g, td
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I might be dead by then….grin
Hi.. gigoid.. coming back from Christmas shopping with my wife.. but will
stop here first and say i enjoyed all of it.. and am in agreement with your
7 axioms as sound wisdom for a balanced life.. Thanks for sharing..:)
Glad you enjoyed them; I can say, they work for me, when I can live up to them….
btw; am I the only one who thinks it’s really cool that everything really, really real and true comes to us most often in ODD numbers?
1,3,5,7,9,11,13…. all numbers of unusual power in numerology…all but one is a prime number; that one is the mystical 9, prime times prime….
It’s something all chefs know a little piece of; it’s common knowledge that when making a plate/serving in a haute cuisine dish most beautiful, one uses an odd number of pieces of all items on the plate, mirror, or other serving surface…
…
All my pearls are 7 to 13 pearls each….
Odd just works better than even, for beauty and elegance…
IMHO
& Yes, I’ve been a chef, too…back in the day….
😉
gigoid
Ha.. no you are not the only one seeing significance
in the odd numbers from 1 to 13.. gigoid.. i am
naturAlly fascinated by numbers..
and before i ever read
anything or hear
anything about
the art of numerology
that some folks view as
science as well.. i come
to many of the same
instinctual and
intuitive
sacred
views of
numbers in the
actual Art and
Science of Numerology
studied a little later than
my first real poetic interests
where i even write full poems
over the numbers 7 and 11
and yes the even number
twelve as well..
Anyway i view
the entire reality
of us as sacred now..
as i find when i view it
all as sacred that is a
real step to Unconditional
Love.. practiced as well
as viewed..
as sure..
Life.. the
Journey..
and Paths
and never destination
or goals alone for me..
ALLONE IS A WAY i
see
and
F E E L.
NOW..:)
And it’s really cool
that you were a chef
too.. my wife might
appreciate me
more if
could
cook anything
more than microwaving
Oatmeal.. smiles and
spoiled that way
by mother
and wife..
sMiles
more..:)
Fortunate man… In certain ways, you remind me of another friend I met online. She tells me when she really, really feels the best, and relaxes the most is when she reads or think about higher mathematics. She wrote her first book at age 2, and hasn’t stopped writing, thinking, and doing ever since…. I think you’d like her books, and her site(s); one of them is devoted simply to her Publishing company, Redmund Pro. She writes for fun at her own site, The M3 Blog, either of which are on Google’s 1st page of results, at the top. She writes the code for her own sites, and raises four kids amongst it all, two still at home. Amazes me, & challenges me all the time….
The words you use to speak on screen/paper are, as I observe, always uniquely employed, as I’m sure you’ve heard. I believe I ‘get’ exactly what you mean when you say sacred; I might use another word, or more words to say the same idea/concept/feeling…. and, what we each would see/have/ perceive would still be different… so, I guess I’m saying I see our relationship, at least thus far, as a connection of unique humans, who can both comprehend/feel/understand the other exactly without requiring a connection of similarity. In short, it proves your previous remarks re: “Life is a journey, not a destination.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
It also implies, I think, that unique IS sacred… so, good choice of words….
As for the chef thing, it’s a dead giveaway of a series of logical deductions I made at age 15, the first time I worked in a restaurant. First, everybody has to eat. 2nd Nobody seems to like to cook. I LIKE to eat, and when you work in a restaurant, they feed you for free if you’re working. It’s been that way since we lived in caves… So, I learned to cook and thus was able to find work, and food, wherever my journey has taken me…. I figured that out early; if you cook or are willing to wash tables or wait on them, there is a job for you literally anywhere in the world…. A no-brainer for me….
So, when I say Fortunate Man, I mean it in a good way…. but, then, you knew that….
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Looking forward to a long journey on closely related paths, my brother (& sister, if she is around to hear…) I wish you happy holidays…. it even counts from us atheists, you know…
Love, peace, and happiness be in your house
or, as the Wiccans liked to say, (me too)
Blessed Be…
gigoid, aka, Ned
Smiles.. My friend.. My God Is no theist.. My God is much bigger as Nature.. That includes Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas alike.. As well as Universal Peace and Love inherent in most of human nature if and when balanced.. And that is great enough for me.. Always now as simple life.. Away from all words.. And other material items..:)
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I hear it’s pretty easy, once one figures out how to take Ego out of the picture…. Still working on it….
I think you will enjoy the rant section today…. and, I KNOW you’ll like the poem, if I can ever get posted… SIGH…
LAMH (laughing at myself, hard…)
See ya….
g, td
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Smiles.. gigoid.. interestingly with my form of Autism..
my problem nearly all my life.. as assessed
by my Psychiatrist was i didn’t have
an integrated Ego.. and by
the way i understand
Ego.. beyond
Personalities..
it is one of mind
and body balance
secure in one’s self..
where truly Ego can
also be a metaphor
for soul.. as far as
personalities go
and attachments
to the personality
we present to others
in human connections..
that is where I break from
some Eastern Philosophies..
that seek a total separation from
that part of Ego.. as i see that
part of Ego as Art when used
as a tool for Love and Peace..
So i truly believe in that sense
of Soul of Ego that human
Personality can
be a Zen
Art of giving
Light.. constantly
away from dark..
so yeah.. i tend to
go my own way.. and
share it.. but would truly
hate for anyone to ever truly
follow anything i say.. (religiously) i
rather other folks come up with
their own ways that
fit their Universe
of Individuality
as it is the
diversity
of human i Love most..
all the dark and light i find
interesting and ha!.. some of
the dArk.. some folks see.. i for
one see as the liGhtest pArts
of human
of All..
like they say
different strokes..
different folks..
yes.. a variety
of
ilks
unlike ‘uS’..
smiles.. again..:)
I can only agree with all of the above; the woman I spoke of in my previous reply to one of your comments, Red Dwyer, has four kids, all of whom are autistic, as she is… in fact, she is an autistic savant, in a plethora of fields of study; when very, very young, she broke through, and completely destroyed, all the barriers the autistic create to protect them from the avalanche of perception in which they often exist; she is the most GROUNDED person, autistic, or “normal” (whatever the fuck THAT means), I have ever met, or known… She is also known as “the human whisperer”, for almost any kind of person with a mental problem. Bipolar, schizophrenic, autistic; she is able to get through to them, and help them learn to deal with whatever their mind is doing to prevent their happiness… As I said, an amazing woman….
I find many of the same qualities in you…. Those who are “autistic” to my mind, merely possess a set of perceptive organs that are a hundred times more sensitive, and powerful than the ordinary human does; they perceive SO MUCH of the universe around them, it is very scary at first, before the mind is capable of processing all of it…. so, most create barriers between themselves and reality; those are the “mis-integrated” ego parts the psychiatrist spoke of … which doesn’t really count, because most psychiatrists have no real understanding of the condition at all. They are convinced it is a ‘problem’ whereas I, having known many autistic people, can say the only problem is for them to learn to handle all they perceive; then, the barriers dissolve, on their own, in my experience…. The condition itself may very well be a mutation, to the next highest evolutionary point for humans.. In short, people who are now called autistic are, probably, by all the evidence I can see, the next stage in human evolution… Once a way to learn to process their perceptions is found, there will be NO further limits to what their minds can accomplish…
As I perceive you, you are caught half-way, between perfect comprehension of self, with a full understanding thereby of human nature, and, the dark ignorance where most of humanity dwells in discontent….
My cat, Leelu, is giving me the eye…. It must be time for her play/training session. She’s a Calico Siamese, and is very serious about training and play time….
Later, my brother….
Love to you both
gigoid, aka Ned
*big grin*
Smiles.. gigoid.. worth quoting..
i couldn’t have said it any better..
Experience counts more my
friend
than any
textbook
of medical
science or
psychology
school ever will.
Love to you and your
cat.. friend.. and all
of your
Loved ones..
Happy Holidays
again.. and hope
you have an enjoyable
training session with your cat..:)
Thank you, brother mine. The same wishes go out to you and yours, as well….
She always enjoys them, as do I; her only problem is I can’t keep up with her…. She’s six months old, and I’m 65 years… and, she is relentless in her natural instinct to teach herself all the hunting/guarding skills in her DNA, passed down to her by the Siamese temple guardians who make up half her ancestry….
We have fun, as long as I last….
See ya
gigoiid
Yes.. Smiles.. Again my friend..:)
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Ffolkes,
A fresh Pearl is almost ready, but, not quite right. Here, then, to sublimate, is one from back in 2015. I’ll not speak to quality; for today, existence is sufficient unto the day. I’ll post a fresh one tomorrow, fer sure. Until then, remain well, and happy as you may….
gigoid, the dubuious
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