Dos Regalos Preciosos….


“He’s not the Messiah, he’s a very Naughty Boy”

~~ Brian’s Mum ~~

tip of life

Christmas in California….

Hajime…. Do you like my Christmas Tree? It’s the only one I have, so, ’twill have to do…. Now we have the niceties observed, let’s allow them to pass into memory, for the nonce, if only to find a proper beginning to what is, if I do say myself, a damn fine example of a Pearl of Virtual Wisdom, such as they are…. We’ve foregone a rant for the day, in favor of kindness. There’s a fresh poem, written yesterday, just for today’s Gentle Readers, and all those who are crazy enough to follow this outlet for all my insanity…. There’s a slick final pearl, and music to get you through it all serenely…. Not bad for an amateur, eh?….

If I talk any further on what is below, it will spoil any surprises, so, I’ll just get on with this intro, so nobody misses anything…. That said, I see I’ve done it to myself again…. Where to from here? Considering our eventual destination(s), I’m not at all certain we can get there from here. However, let no one ever say I retreated from a challenge to my ability to fill up a page…. If I must retreat into nonsense, or gibberish, in order to get us the required distance from the opening quote, why, then, that’s what I’ll fucking do… I will try not to say fuck again…. Oops…. Oh well, let’s move on shall we? (In short, oh, fuck….)

There, how’s that for the obligatory silliness we all know and love so well… Okay, so, some of us don’t…. Too bad; today, this is what I’ve got, and, if we want to get to the meat of the matter, y’all had best just shut the pie holes, and hang on the best you can, because, now, I’m on a roll, and, it’s entirely possible I’ll never even find the end of this sentence, which has already gone at least a line and a half too far for comfort, or even joy…. Whew, made it! What a PITA!

Thank whomever you care to, we made it. Now I’ve gotten the worst of the idiocy out of the way, I thing we can go enjoy the rest of today’s mess… I’ll use one of our infamous Tardis toys…. Ooh, this one is fun! Hold on; this won’t hurt, and it’s wicked fast; we’ll be there before you can blink twice….

Shall we Pearl?….

“To be sensual is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the breaking of bread” — James Baldwin



    Since today much of the Western world is celebrating their particular beliefs in the divinity of a dead social reformist, in whose divinity I place no credence, I’ll not torture anyone with a bunch of music we’ve all heard since birth, that now is getting rather crusty and disagreeable, for me anyway…. Since I also do not believe any of the other religious philosophies to contain anything close to what exists in the real world I live in, we won’t go with any other type, except one…

You see, as far as I know, Gautama Buddha never claimed any sort of divinity for himself; his philosophy had more to do with our inner beings than how we perceive the outer world, which is, admittedly a scary place, thus setting the stage for the general run of religions to offer their own set of beliefs in a divine creator as a way to answer humanity’s questions as to what happens after death…. Buddha didn’t worry much about that; like everything else in this Reality, he figured we each make our choices, which lead us wherever they take us; no supernatural intervention was deemed necessary to fulfill the requirements needed to achieve this sort of enlightened state….

All that said, as carefully as possible to avoid offense to anyone’s beliefs, we’ll have a bit of Zen meditation music today, to honor what I believe to be the closest philosophy to Reality, Buddhism, as practiced, and modeled perfectly, by the XIVth Dalai Lama of Tibet, whose only religion, by his own words, is Kindness…

Or, as John, and the rest of the lads sung, “All you need is Love….” Enjoy the peace, ffolkes; meditation not required….


Zen for Christmas





Sandclock .jpg

    As a gift for the season, today, there will be no ranting…. Instead, I’ll go all the way back in the archives, for one of the earliest Pearls I posted on WordPress. I’ve cleaned up the formatting, to reflect what I now know, of how to make the posts LOOK the way I want them. Other than that, it’s just the same little weird story line I came up with to begin that day’s post…. It’s an odd one, I know, but, once you get to the punch line, you’ll laugh, no matter how disgusted with the rest of it you may be…. Any bets?

The short, short-story is followed by a most excellent group of pearls, a necklace of gems, for sure…. Enjoy your gift, ffolkes; it, and my love, and best wishes for a happy, peaceful winter go out to each and every one of my Gentle Readers…. May these words of the Dalai Lama guide your steps, and hearts….

“My only religion is kindness.”

From 9/7/2011:

Technicolor ferrets, and red, red wine….


The morning fog was lifting as she stepped outside; the day promised to be bright and hot. Another perfect late summer day in northern paradise; day after gorgeous day had paraded by, seemingly oblivious to the oncoming autumn, lulling the world into a drowsy complacency. Moving briskly, the young woman walked up the street toward the old part of town, past lovely old Victorian homes pressed between newer apartment buildings, and on into the busier streets leading to her morning’s destination.

As she passed others on the street, she looked away, toward the shop windows already sporting fall colors, avoiding any eye contact that might prompt a response, or slow her progress. Just ahead she could see the sign proclaiming “Eats!”, and the crowd of people outside, waiting and hoping for an opening inside. As she drew abreast of the door, she could see the people inside, talking, laughing, eating; she could see the staff rushing from table to table, pouring coffee, delivering food, frantically trying to keep abreast of the horde of orders and demands. She thought to herself, “they won’t have to do that much longer!”.

With that thought, she drew the homemade, baseball shaped bomb from her pocket, twisted the knob at the top, and calmly bent over to roll it across the floor toward the kitchen in the rear of the room. She turned away from the door and walked quickly away, twenty steps, then thirty…. Then, BOOM!, the device exploded, sending large pieces of building and people flying into the street, along with most of the crowd in front. As she strolled away she thought to herself, “That’ll teach ’em to burn my bacon!”…….Justice had prevailed…..

Okay, so they can’t all be classic literature. You try to come up with something new every day, and see how easy it is….NOT! Days such as this one it all comes down to whatever pours out onto the screen; I don’t consciously direct the process, but just let it flow. Sometimes it works, and others, well….not so much. You can decide for yourself, I’m sure…..and I’m sure you will. In the meantime, I like this little group, especially the little poem from Emily; it’s a perfect example of why her level of excellence is difficult to reach. Simple words, strung together in a seemingly random fashion, and POW, the idea smacks you right upside the head. Good stuff…..

The good man is the teacher of the bad,
And the bad is the material from which the good may learn.
He who does not value the teacher,
Or greatly care for the material,
Is greatly deluded although he may be learned.
Such is the essential mystery.

~~ Lao-Tzu (fl. BC 600) ~~


“What seems to be no test, no struggle, is the most deceiving test of all.”

~~ Ezra Taft Benson ~~


“And in the end the love you take is equal to the love you make.”

~~ The Beatles, The last lyric of their last song ~~


A word is dead
When it is said
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~


“I cannot achieve complete humility — although complete humiliation is always within reach.”

~~ Dan Goodman ~~

(I resemble that remark!…)


Doing it the hard way is always easier. — Murphy’s Paradox


Easier, perhaps, in the long run; it is always so hard to know which way is the hardest. It’s why Murphy is so successful at what he does; reality seems to cater to him, and lets him have his way all too often…..SIGH….. Y’all take care out there…..



A Seasonal Gift

Affordable, these moments in time,
all quite free, not costly, nor for sale at all.
Merely more misspent periods making rhyme.
seeking a peaceful heart, as my words fall.

A price, many will tell you, or me,
is due for every transaction.
In truth, everything you see is free;
Illusion seldom offers any real satisfaction.

Some also tell us we need some sort of god,
we’re told ’tis the only path to immortality.
On the path I’ve followed, that seems rather odd;
I’m quite happy with honorable mortality.

Some days it gets a bit lonely, for a bit,
out here in the cold light of reason.
Solitude is, however, well worth it;
Love, felt and treasured, gives warmth all season.

I suppose one could easily say,
this poem is the only gift I’ll give.
If I can teach love and kindness with the words I say,
such will be fine; it’s enough to live.

Happy Winter to All…

~~ gigoid ~~




Naked Pearls

Lessons of Life/Death

One coin, two sides.


“Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.”

~~ Edward Abbey~~

“I am pleased to see that we have differences.
May we together become greater than the sum of both of us.”

~~ Surak of Vulcan, “The Savage Curtain,” stardate 5906.4. ~~

“Any man whose errors take ten years to correct is quite a man.”

~~ J. Robert Oppenheimer, speaking of Albert Einstein ~~

“It’s possible to use karate against a swarm of plankton–but it won’t help.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

“Je me presse de rire de tout, de peur d’etre oblige de’en pleurer.”
(I make myself laugh at everything, in case I should have to weep.)

~~ Pierre-Augustin de Beaumarchais ~~

“… don’t you know that there are things, in the best of us,
which no outside should dare to touch?
Things sacred because, and only because,
one can say: ‘This is mine’?
Don’t you know that we live only for ourselves,
the best of us do, those who are worthy of it?
Don’t you know that there is something in us which must not be touched
by any state, by any collective, by any number of millions?”

~~ Kira Argounova ~~

“A heart in love with beauty never grows old.”

~~ Turkish Proverb ~~

“Let us overthrow the totems, break the taboos.
Or better, let us consider them canceled.
 Coldly, let us be intelligent.”

~~ Pierre Trudeau ~~
“Death the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.”

~~ Sir Walter Scott ~~


I do love it when a plan comes together, to steal from the Colonel…. We’re done here, so, I will go now. Promise. In keepong with the spirit of the season, and, since there haven’t been any injuries reported, I’ll play nice, ending this here. I will, however, try to do this again tomorrow….

We now return to our regularly scheduled cat-pampering…. See y’all in the mornin’, ffolkes; that’s the only warning shot I’ll fire…..

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.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


À bientôt, mon cherí….


8 thoughts on “Dos Regalos Preciosos….

  1. SIGH….

    Two letter typos, and four or five spaces dropped; not a bad day for the WP editor vs. gigoid in the ongoing struggle to find perfection…. Ah well, we’ll just assume Murphy was playing nice, and go on with the rest of the day….

    Have fun, ffolkes; I hope you enjoyed your Dos Regalos… hopefully they’re now precioso….

    gigoid, the dubious


  2. SMiLes.. again.. thanks my friend for the Winter Wishes..
    failing to find that Winter yet.. but sure as in all stuff
    axiom #2 for continuous change.. change will
    have her way eventuAlly and that
    is a Thanks of Change
    from me as well..
    i come from
    stock.. my Grandfather
    an Irish Immigrant.. a priest
    at the Vatican.. then South Africa..
    then Catholic Priest at a Parish
    in Taylor County Florida..
    where he at age 36
    cannot resist
    the temptation
    of the eYes then..
    of my 17 year old
    Cajun Grandmother
    who is obviously the
    spice of life that
    bRing great
    change to
    and of course
    Leads to me.. so sure..
    Thanks God of Nature for folks who
    follow axiom #2 for change and refuse
    to follow the footsteps of the rules
    before.. so then.. he becomes
    a noted author.. converting
    Catholics left and right
    to the Protestant way
    of church
    as an
    across countries..
    and also editing
    a Converted Catholic
    Magazine in New York
    New York.. and interestingly
    actually having Dinner with
    Einstein.. a fellow outlier
    in the Socialist
    Party then..
    and writing one
    particularly noted
    book named.. “Behind
    the Dictators” indicting
    the Catholic Church
    scathingly.. now available
    on Google in PDF for
    free.. my Grandfather
    truly a foe of the
    Catholic Church
    then.. but
    me ha! nah!
    human Nature in all its
    diverse ways.. in all the cultural
    ways of expression of essences true
    or false.. does not scare me.. i understand
    the human Nature of the mind who fears
    verses the mind that frees..
    and yes that axiom
    #2 is the best
    pArt.. as i for one
    believe when we
    unpack our genetic
    epigenetic potential
    in challenge of our
    we just
    we wanna create
    as us.. as BY the
    God of Nature
    we share
    all the
    DNA potential
    where even a weak
    120 LB.. 5 foot 10
    string bean
    of a young
    man in school
    can eventually
    leg press close
    to a half-a-ton..
    25 times..
    still getting
    at age 55..
    So sure my friend
    the magic lives inside
    all gifted by the God of Nature
    and for those who move ahead
    instead of staying behind
    beyond the skies
    the limit
    in minds
    and bodies of us..
    brought my laptop with
    me to the family outing
    on Christmas day.. scores
    of folks arriving.. time to turn
    off and tune back in to flesh
    and blood my friend.. my
    next blogging adventure
    after completing
    the “Birth
    of LiGht”
    post that
    will comprise
    over eleven thousand
    words before that is said/
    finished by Sunday.. then
    i will join the three posts
    “Last and First Verses of God”
    “SonG of mySoUL”.. and
    ‘Birth of LiGht”.. as
    one blog post
    ‘Novel Blog Post’
    that will comprise
    40+ thousand words
    and yes literally will
    be a ‘Novel Blog Post’
    and without making this
    connection with you.. truly
    it would not likely be possible
    to accomplish that by Sunday
    to write that ‘novel’ iN about a
    week.. Life is Good
    and Now iS
    my friend..
    Gigoid.. now..
    but i will have
    to reduce the total
    number of photos so
    Word Press and my Google
    Blogger blogs do not ban
    me for
    as Algorithms
    have attempted to
    do in the past.. for
    volume of photos
    and odd word
    play that
    only an
    ‘imitation game’
    of a human could
    do.. but sure i am
    real friend.. and
    Real is the best
    Human nows
    of all.. WitH
    for creativity
    fully employed
    as a beautiful
    practice of Art
    as well of course
    wRite on course..
    for now my Friend..:)

    • As always, a challenging pleasure to read and absorb…. Great idea re: using those posts to put together a Novel Novel; I think it would/will be a great read….

      I actually do believe axiom #3, so, I find it hard to use the usual expressions we humans employ; I feel funny saying “Thank myself” for everything, instead of thank god… But, I AM thankful, for connecting to/with/from YoU….

      To my perception, we, the Universe, Reality, everything we perceive, and CAN perceive, exists in Duality. There is no dark without light, no me without you, no water without dry, no peace without war…. It’s a real Pain IN OuR AsS at times, but, fighting against it is, well, just stupid, because the nature of Reality, as I noted in #2, is Change; without its opposite, it cannot be so. Thus, Life is change, Death is no-change…. from our perception…. What happens to our consciousness, the I, is the same as any other form of energy in this Universe; it changes at Death, into another form of energy we cannot perceive, for, like all forms of energy, it cannot be destroyed, only changed to another form…

      Thus, there is no need to fear it, if we know ourselves well enough to NOT try to stay the same, to accept Change….

      Interesting about your father’s history w/the Church of Peter, who, IMLTHO, was one of history’s biggest dicks (and I’m not talking about his penis….)…. A faithless demagogue, perverting great words of a very smart social reformer for his own ends, ending up spreading his delusions over the face of the entire earth, and perverting the progress of Humankind immeasurably….

      SIGH…. Basta! I am tired from the morning training, but, have stuff to get done elsewhere than online…. I shall talk with/to y’all later on..

      In the famous line from Ghostbusters

      I love you, man….

      But, I’m not drunk, or under the influence of ectoplasmic optimism….


      Later, my brother


  3. It’s a constant reinvention
    What was isn’t
    What isn’t is
    Every time I put my feet on the ground it’s my first step into uncharted territory
    It’s the grand voyage into the great unknown

    • 🙂

      Can’t argue with any of that…. so, I won’t… I’ll just add a piece of verifying opinion, to wit, axiom #2….

      The Nature of the Universe is Change. Innovative, unpredictable Transformation of Reality is the Norm. If you have a problem with that, you’re in for a rough ride in Life.” — gigoid, Peruaosophy

      My perception of reality seems to match your words….. Sarge didn’t raise no stupids, so, no argument here….

      Sir Walter Scott had it right, from today’s post, too, which earned it the favored position, as the closing pearl of them all, for the day….

      Always a pleasure seeing your comments….

      gigoid, the dubious


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