Ffolkes,
You alter your destiny.”
~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~
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Hajime…. Finding our natural rhythm, once lost under the sands of time and circumstance, can take time, even if one is treading the proper path. The damage done by neglect over time is just as deep as that incurred quickly, adding to the frustrations that come with any such effortful task. But, small steps get one to the same place as long strides, thus taking the time needed to make sure one remains on the correct path. Or, as is commonly stated by those wise ones on the streets, “Keep on truckin’!….
All that said, it merely means I’m late again; different reason, but, the rhythm remains the same. The result is, I’m again sitting here, with nothing really done for this Pearl, beyond picking a picture for the top, and a couple quotes to go with it. Such is the life of a blogger, I suppose, meaning I’d best get to it….
Some will be fresh, but, some will be either archived, or, someone else’s work that fits in with today’s theme, whatever it is…. I’m not the person to ask, because I couldn’t tell you until it’s nearly done; I never know until then, as the process demands a certain degree of unconsciously directed thought and choices…. Trust me; I’ve been doing this a while now; it’s best not to fuck with the process, lest it fall apart at the seam…. Only the one, so, we try to be careful….
Sure we do….. Regardless of any near-untruths we may use here in the intro, we/I do try to avoid it altogether; if seen here, one may regard it as a necessary nod to expediency, and forgive us our trespass…. Or, not; we/I care not…. Just trying to be like the universe….. Innovative, unpredictable Change, often more rapid than we can believe, or handle, is the Norm, so, we/I do try to keep up in that respect. To do so today, and, in the interests of maintaining the small degree of efficiency so far displayed this year, I’ll get us over to the oyster beds the most efficient way, with my mind, and the power of the Metaphorse…. Watch closely….
Shall we Pearl?….
When mindfulness embraces those we love
they will bloom like flowers.”
~~ Thich Nhat Hanh ~~
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Image from http://www.last.fm via Google Images
I feel like some of the Best this morning; for me, as a guitar playing singing fool, there’s only one guitarist who can claim that title today…. There may be someone better than Eric, but, I’ve never heard them, or seen them, so….. he’ll do for today…. Enjoy, ffolkes; this is as good as it gets…. Oh, turn it up….. All the way…..
Eric Clapton Unplugged
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I didn’t have time to rant, so, here is an old-school pearl of nine gems, beginning and ending with some appropriate comments from Shakespeare, on the subject of the Decline and Fall of the American Dream….
The devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape.
~~ William Shakespeare — Hamlet, Act ii, Sc. 2 ~~
“There are those who claim that magic is like the tide; that it swells and fades over the surface of the earth, collecting in concentrated pools here and there, almost disappearing from other spots, leaving them parched for wonder. There are also those who believe that if you stick your fingers up your nose and blow, it will increase your intelligence.” — “The Teachings of Ebenezum, Volume VII”
“Blood is a cleansing and sanctifying thing, and the nation that regards it as the final horror has lost its manhood … there are many things more horrible than bloodshed, and slavery is one of them.” — Padraic Pearse
“Courses of action which run only to be justified in terms of practicality ultimately prove destructive and impractical.” — Mark B. Cohen
“Democracy is a form of government that substitutes election by the incompetent many for appointment by the corrupt few. In democracy, what you get generally is bad government by a bully, tempered by the pen of several newspaper editors.” — George Bernard Shaw — Man and Superman (1903) Maxims for Revolutionists: Democracy
“If knowledge can create problems, it is not through ignorance that we can solve them.” — Isaac Asimov
“A jury consists of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer.” — Robert Frost
“Bill Clinton’s tax-and-spend policies will create a recession in America.” — Vice President Dan Quayle in New Jersey, 10/19/92. — He did not go on to distinguish between the predicted Clinton recession and the current Bush recession. — (reported in the Philadelphia Inquirer, 10/20/92)
~~William Shakespeare, All ‘s Well that Ends Well, Act i, Sc. 3 ~~
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INCOMPOSSIBLE, adj. Unable to exist if something else exists. Two things are incompossible when the world of being has scope enough for one of them, but not enough for both — as Walt Whitman’s poetry and God’s mercy to man. Incompossibility, it will be seen, is only incompatibility let loose. Instead of such low language as “Go heel yourself — I mean to kill you on sight,” the words, “Sir, we are incompossible,” would convey an equally significant intimation and in stately courtesy are altogether superior.” — Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”
So, after the quote, you expected someone else?…. Enjoy, ffolkes; definitely one of the treasures of humanity, right here on the page you see….
If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show,
‘Twould not be you, Niagara—nor you, ye limitless prairies—nor your huge rifts of canyons, Colorado,
Nor you, Yosemite—nor Yellowstone, with all its spasmic geyser-loops ascending to the skies, appearing
and disappearing,
Nor Oregon’s white cones—nor Huron’s belt of mighty lakes—nor Mississippi’s stream:
—This seething hemisphere’s humanity, as now, I’d name—the still small voice vibrating—America’s
choosing day,
(The heart of it not in the chosen—the act itself the main, the quadriennial choosing,)
The stretch of North and South arous’d—sea-board and inland—Texas to Maine—the Prairie States—Vermont,
Virginia, California,
The final ballot-shower from East to West—the paradox and conflict,
The countless snow-flakes falling—(a swordless conflict,
Yet more than all Rome’s wars of old, or modern Napoleon’s:) the peaceful choice of all,
Or good or ill humanity—welcoming the darker odds, the dross:
—Foams and ferments the wine? it serves to purify—while the heart pants, life glows:
These stormy gusts and winds waft precious ships,
Swell’d Washington’s, Jefferson’s, Lincoln’s sails.
~~Walt Whitman~~
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Short Shots on Life at Large
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“O, well,
you win some, you lose some,
but you gotta get dressed for ’em all.”
~~ Susan Kenney ~~
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“A Lie is still a Lie, even if you believe it.”
~~ Honest Bee ~~
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“Never let yesterday use up today.”
~~ Wise Bee ~~
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“What is defeat?
Nothing but education,
nothing but the first step toward something better.”
~~ Wendell Phillips ~~
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“When you are content to be simply yourself
and don’t compare or compete,
everybody will respect you.”
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~~ Lao-Tzu ~~
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“But where shall I start?
The world is so fast, I shall start with the country I know best, my own.
But my country is so very large,
I had better start with my town.
But my town, too, is large.
I had best start with my street.
No, my home.
No, my family.
Never mind, I shall start with myself.”
~~ Elie Wiesel ~~
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“Give more than take.”
~~ Anthony J. D’Angelo, The College Blue Book ~~
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When all is done, human life is,
at the greatest and the best,
but like a froward child,
that must be played with and humoured a little
to keep it quiet till it falls asleep,
and then the care is over.
~~ Sir William Temple — Miscellanea, Part ii, Of Poetry ~~
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“Where does it go when you flush?”
~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~
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Whew! I wasn’t sure I could do it, but, as usual, trusting the process, and, maintaining an unconscious direction, saved the day. So to speak.
What the hell? It’s done; in the final analysis, who gives a crap what else happened? We cannot afford such weakness; hence, this offering. I do hope you enjoy it, or, if nothing else, it pisses you off; any reaction will do…. See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes, as long as the world keeps spinning along….
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 
Don’t generally comment first on my own posts, but, after looking it over, I’m thinking I need to trust the process, and myself…. If I say so myself, it came out well…. Not to mention the perfect appropriateness of Walt’s poem; I wept at the last stanza, for all the reasons given in the section above it….
I’m still weeping, as I type this, even though the very last pearl fixes any sadness, by it’s all-too-Zippy nature…. Too weird to be anything but real…..
gigoid, the dubious
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On the road.. Lots of thoughts.. Be back later.. Whitman is real.. I like real..:)
America’s first gay atheist superstar! I’d wager you’re pretty familiar with his entire Song of Myself, in all its epic glory…. I think it would be easy to dance to while reciting, or reading it out loud…
From what i’ve read of Whitman.. which isn’t everything and truly limited to Leaves of Grass.. he sees the same God as Nature.. as the gnostic Jesus.. and sees the soul as transcendent and immortal.. that would put him in the territory of panentheism.. per technical Wiki Terms..
so he does go beyond Nature
somewhat to non-defined
science lands of
Nature now then..
but of course now..
humans and science don’t
have nearly all the concrete answers
to existence.. and even Quantum Physics
is beginning to show a flow of reality
like water
instead
of concrete
as metaphor of
course.. ’cause sure..
water is concrete in terms
of linguists.. smiles.. and
it’s really nice to see a
celebration of all
the beauty
of human
being as great
and same as one
as pArt of GOD ONE
as Nature true and whatever
is Nature beyond human and
human aided eyes..
and truly
in a way
even if we
do not ever exist
after the death of us..
with genetic memory in
innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive..
way now we carry the immortality
of our ancestors in our genes.. a wonderful
gift by the sweat of their brow.. blood of their
skin.. broken bones.. pain.. and suffering to allow
us this wonderful gift of life.. and truly i feel when
we don’t make the best of it..
we spit on the graves
of the now immortal
soul that is paved
with blood
and bones
and skin
as well as
pain and suffering
of our forefathers
and foremothers
as well.. wow..
sure..
if Whitman
were alive today..
he would do what i do
and sure do even more to
celebrate the naked beauty
of human free now.. from
bone to flesh
to skin
to beating
throbbing hearts
passionate and
alive and
green
as leaves
of grass.. evergreen
with SpiRit of Life now..
sure.. i compared Bruce Lee
to the Gnostic fame of
Jesus.. and
Whitman
is wRite
theRe at the top
of the pack and perhaps
even above.. as truly
worshipping the
gift of Life
that all
encompassing God
of Nature gives us now..
and surely a warm shower..
a soft bed.. and toilet paper
is the icing on the grass of
living
us..
my friend
gigoid.. truly as whole
Leaves of Grass.. in just
a few paragraphs of it..
is all i read of poeTry
before naturAlly
connecting
language
and emotion
together in doing it..
it truly is free verse to me..
and i’m so glad that i really
hated poetry thinking it was
boring when i was young..
as it is my own
way now..
and not the
copy and paste
of someone else’s
way of art.. same as
martial arts and dance
i am so thankful to the
God of Nature i never
took a lesson
and am not
restricted
to the
curriculum
of humans who
pass my friend.. tHeir
immortal souls in my
genetics is all the
lessons i need
for now..
may your leaves
stay green my friend..
in the liGht of God’s Sun..:)
I’m up, but still working on todays post…. I’ll be back to finish this in a while, mon frer…
gigoid, the busy bee….
Life is funny, ironic, a lot of the time… or, maybe I’m just ironically programmed to see that… Anyway, it’s funny today because what you just wrote rather summarizes, and well, the post I just put up for today…. which is really two posts, the first of which I re-blogged from another site…. They go together, as the first is a big part of the rant I wrote for today….a long one, to be sure, but, I think, quite cogent and truthful…. It’s sure as hell all me…
Leelu has been waiting very patiently for me to finish and get over the foulness with which I awoke today, for unknown reasons…. Now it has turned into a full out PTSD weeping/sadness session, which five minutes of playing her will cure for the day…. She is teaching me more each day, about myself, than I’ve learned in 60 fucking years…. silly creatures, both of us….
See ya, my friend, a bit scattered today….
Love you
Ned, aka gigoid, etc…..
SMiLes.. My friend..
Never a rush iN
truly re-tired..;)
Amis,
There is much truth in that; I’ve been retired, and, occasionally, re-tired, for about 5 years now, & know the real perk it possesses…. control of one’s own time.
The implied ‘But’ is this; both my retirements, which afford me comfort if not affluence, are both from government organizations, both of which are under attack by the oligarchy, and, not as reliable as could be expected, given the uncertainty of the future…. Part of my need to regain my health & strength is that I foresee a time when I may actually need to support myself without the dubious aid of our ‘beloved ruling class’, who so generously allow me to use the money they’ve been holding for me all these years….
But, I’m enjoying the space it gives me (space and time being intimately interrelated), and will, for the time it lasts….
But, I’ll never beg, or submit to them, so, I’d best be ready for whatever comes….
Don’t know why I had to rant so much; just finished a big one….
SIGH…. angst is a silly thing, isn’t it?
“Just by choosing where you stand,
You alter your destiny.”
~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~
Yup that’s me….
good post,love Walt Whitman….
I’ve taken a stance..
🙂
Militant…grin
Bloody Saudis…..and their ‘ilk’
bin bags…yuk..
too much Plastic….grin
You’ll like the post(s) for today, I think, as well…
Thanks; I’ve been putting a lot into these, so, nice to hear you’re enjoying them….
Plastic just MAY have been our WORST idea ever, and the one that breaks the camel’s back….
Cya, milady…
gigoid
SMiLes.. there are way too many coincidences
in our two posts including a representation
of Mary in the last video titled “Tropico”..
and all the associated
‘rape’ of women
in all the
forms
that comes
in.. for there to
be any coincidence
but synchronicity in life
today my friend.. and for the
God of Nature i know.. and feel
the greater we are a pArt of God
of Nature.. the greater the ART and
Tapestry of Synchronicity is illustrated
in our lives like real magic.. the closer
i get to God of Nature the more i and
others become an Art of God in play
of real life now.. truly there is more
to the Quantum Human as well
as the rest of Nature when
unleashed and released
as fuller Quantum
Nature through
human relative
free will
of fuller human
potential when truly
wild and free.. escaping
the true Matrix of human
tools from Written Language
to collective recorded human
Intelligence to all of what
makes the liGht and
DArk of human
cultures from
nuclear
killing
bombs to the
toilet paper that
eases the itch of
rears.. and for me
to re-Tire is a state
of being and hell no
not an economic security
only.. as there is no security
other than human relative free will
of being in control of our own regulation
of emotions and integration of our senses
in total as mindful aware human being.. the
Yogi’s Understand this.. and all other balanced
human beings.. who live by the true power of the
mind and body balance.. when it lives refreshed
in a constant state of rejuvenation.. and sure
it can be done with human relative
free will as already proven
in the Eastern Arts
of moving
meditation
and philosophy
as such that carries
a human balanced and
strong from born again
like this until the last
dying die of balance
with Nature
True as
GOD
as One
Force of uS
and ALLTHATIS
now just now in
eternal
bliss
where tires
are the tires of human
being that constantly retread
over a lifetime and never come
to the cruel bare wheel of a culture
gone insane.. to bring a human down
to total animal exhaustion now aka Hans
Selye’s “General Adaptation Syndrome”…
i had all the money i could ever then
need.. beyond my wife’s shopping
habits.. when i ‘retired’ disabled
from truly General Adaptation
Syndrome from two years
of flight or fight stress
syndrome
with or without
my Federal retirement
but no i was far from retired
as there was zero rubber
left on my wheels..
the golden
handcuffs
of federal
employment
cut all the way
to the bone.. where
i became tHeir slave for
that monetary lifetime
reward of pay and
health insurance..
including
my disabled
wife with epilepsy
then.. before she
was assessed
as disabled
and received assistance
for her lifelong permanent
disability.. yes.. those
golden handcuffs
where i came
to believe that
no matter what..
i had to do that
last decade of
work.. a reward..
was what almost killed
me.. and my superior’s knew
very well they could have me do
anything they wanted me to do..
no matter how far over
my capacity as
a human
being..
as i was
a commodity
to them and not
even a frigging human
being.. yeah.. i beat the
system.. it did not kill me
and only took 66 months of
my life away from culture
and that was the best
pain i ever had
to truly
escape all the
lies i know and feel
of cultures and religions
now.. so much time then for
introspection.. that most
people likely never find
in life today
with
escape from
the matrix of culture..
and all that comes with
that.. nah.. i will never fully
escape.. as culture is necessary
for an insanely large population
of humans evolved for
150 to 200 sets
of eyes
to survive..
but this matrix
no.. no longer controls
me.. i control it to the
satisfaction of the
rubber now
that never
ends on my wheels..
and i will fulfill my human
excellence in dreams instead
of nightmares as long as this
wave lasts.. yes i will
ride it in balance
to the best of
my ability
and at the
end
at least
i will be able to
say i lived it’s
a hell of a better
ride.. with me surfing
it instead of someone
else surfing me.. sMiles..;)
Reblogged this on gigoid and commented:
Ffolkes,
It’s been four days since I posted, back on All Fool’s Day. I’ve been busy out in the BBR, NOT sitting, so, not much done here in cyberspace. To sublimate, and let y’all know I’m still alive, (surprise!…), here is a rather decent Pearl from early in 2016, during the last stages of my trip to Hell & Back…. I hope you enjoy it as much as I’m enjoying regaining some of my youthful vigor. I’ll be back relatively soon, so, hang in there. Be well, & happy, and all that other good stuff….
Dubiously yours….
gigoid, the dubious
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