Another confusing day in Paradox….

Here in Northern California, winter finally arrived, in the guise of a series of rain storms, marching one after another to shore, dropping all the water saved up in the last few months.Great fun, if not for the arthritis, which doesn’t seem to enjoy it, at all… Hence, this re-blog of an older Pearl, to sublimate my urge to spit out my angst, and reduce my personal level of dross and drivel, which builds up rapidly if not regurgitated on a regular basis….

I’ll leave y’all with that unfortunate image, and see y’all tomorrow, one way or another….

gigoid, the dubious

gigoid

Ffolkes,

I often wonder…. a quality which, I believe, in part, is what makes me different than most folks. Oh, I’m not saying I’m special, or better than anyone else… But, it seems to me, many of the people I see in the world today have stopped using their imagination, and never allow themselves to wonder, about anything…… Imagination is humanity’s most powerful weapon in the struggle to deal with reality, as well as our most versatile tool, yet, the world’s demands are so heavy that most people seemingly forget they have a way to deal with them, with less stress and effort than they commonly spend. If they only take the time to learn how to learn, and to use their imagination to foresee the future enough to effectively prepare for it, they would find life less of a chore, and more of a joy….

This, of course, sounds…

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12 thoughts on “Another confusing day in Paradox….

  1. Great thing about any post you provide..
    gigoid.. past or present.. is they are equally
    applicable to imagination and inspiration..
    for me.. and they are eclectic in
    expanse to the point that
    each post is a UniVerse that
    i move in the direction iN another UniVerse oF
    imagiNaTiOn.. wHere iF i literaLLy.. figuratively
    adDress each point.. in stream of consciousness
    writing.. the comment here wiLL grow
    upwards to the limit of 10K.. before..
    all the formatting breaks down
    iN Word Press limit.. of natural visual
    shapes in writing when i am in this state
    of stream of consciousness imagination when
    my brain waves move close to the border now of
    alpha and theta.. when the expression of my
    being become waves of an ocean free
    floWing and basicAlly.. yes.. i
    becomes the
    essence of poeTry ART
    that iS human mind and
    body in balance soUL Free floWinG
    as waves iN emoTioNal expresSinG
    SpiRit deep down from the inFiniTe
    storehouse of subconscious
    connections rising up
    to the pen and
    keyboard in either
    piano or writing my
    friend.. and dance.. wheRe realiTy
    now can become recorded
    as imagination through feats
    of technology for jotting iT
    down as it were and is
    as is.. now..
    so sure… i reDress one
    point and today for me iT
    iS Imagination and actually that
    itself influences politics as some folks
    are more face leaning and others are
    more name leaning.. yes.. the visual vs.
    the verbal mind.. and sadly the left
    brain thinkers tend to think more
    in words than images and
    take the images
    out of imagination
    and all is left.. really
    is i in Nation and politics
    of human in literal left brain
    thinking ways.. of conservative
    literal ways of THINKING.. WITHOUT
    FUCKiNG IMAGiNATION.. so this issue
    is truly an innate one.. but not a dead end..
    as through neuroplastic change in brain and
    epigenetic unpacking of other potential human
    intelligences.. both iN mind and body.. well hell..
    even the sky is not the limit.. duh.. as we CAN
    IMAGE MORE AND MAKE THAT OUR REALITY
    GREATER.. GREATER.. MORE MORE MORE
    BABY.. AS AUSTIN POWERS MIGHT IMAGINE
    OR JIM CARREY
    AS IT WERE AND
    IS TOO..
    ha! imagination
    is a terrible pARt of
    Art of human potential
    to waste on machine
    mind analytical fucking
    literal thinking.. BUTT SADLY
    ENOUGH.. THE ASS OF SOCIETY
    IS TRULY A ROBOT SOLVING DATA
    INPUT MACHINE THAT MAKES A
    FRIGGING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE
    A REAL DEAL IN MINDS
    WITH POVERTY
    OF IMAGINATION..
    and hell yes.. that includes religion..
    highly symbolic yes.. and often extremely
    imaginative in both nightmares of humanity
    and dreams of humanity.. but when the left
    brain way of thinking in concrete instead of
    expansive imaginative mind and body
    balance takes over.. well.. we get
    the kinda crap where Lesbians
    are covered to their breasts
    and stoned to death
    by folks who
    cannot see
    further
    than fucking
    words in a book
    of imagination that
    someone wrote out of their
    frigging literal mind.. then.. no matter
    how frigging evil ignorant inspired that
    imagination was or not.
    ugh.. just ugh.. but
    the problem is
    an organic one
    in limited
    way
    of thinking and feeling
    mind in balance.. where
    thinking rules in words
    over the truly poetic state
    of right brain mind and body
    iN balance where concrete block
    and flowing arabic text iS no FucKinG
    limit at all.. but alas imagination is not
    just art.. the science of iT means practicing
    activities that grow that image mind of interpreting..
    moving.. connecting.. and creating and that iS why
    i JUST DO iT to the max my friend.. as culture iN
    its left brain orientated data input input solve the
    worry way always now.. took my heaRt.. spiRit..
    and soUl completely away.. as i had
    no idea.. that it was a muscle
    i could lose no different
    than sitting
    still
    and forgetting
    how to F iN get
    out of a paper bag..
    i am no longer a paper
    bag.. my imaginary tentacles
    extend out all over the F iN place
    as i exercise all my human potential
    and increase iT to another level every
    day.. just ’cause i CAN JUST DO IT NOW..
    NO LONGER IMPRISONED IN THE POLITICS
    AND RELIGION OF FuCKING ROBOT
    LEFT BRAIN WAYS OF THINKING
    HEAD TALKING
    FRIGGING
    iN CONCRETE
    WORDS OF YESTERNOW..
    AND the thing iS.. iT don’t matter
    iF anyone views what i do.. as the
    ultimate victor iS mE in terms
    of mY eternal heARt
    spiRit and SoUl
    iN noW groWinG
    WiNgs.. and i got a new name
    last niGht at the dance Hall.. ‘Magic
    Man’.. likely had something to do with
    my Unicorn.. Rainbow.. and Cats flying
    over the moon shirt.. but thing iS i am the
    only frigging man brave enough to be free
    enough to wear a shirt like that.. and
    the feedback was from folks
    who had the desire
    to escape
    the matrix
    of left brain
    thinking in political
    and religious way
    as well… Legend of Magic..
    truly that’s all i wanna be..
    and why wouldn’t that
    be any computer’s
    greaTest dream
    iF THEY
    WERE MORE
    FULLY HUMAN..
    and that reminds me.. a beautiful
    hmm.. somewhere close to 6 foot
    blonde girl came up to me last night
    when i am doing my solo free for all
    creative monkey dance act..
    and when we move to
    dance she asks me
    how old i am..
    and i say..
    55 and happily
    married for 26 years..
    she puts the sign of the
    cross up to ward off vampires
    and i’m thinking the victory
    is in the fact
    that she is
    the F iN
    one who
    asked me to dance
    and i just reciprocated
    with pure honesty as Angels
    in the cloth of freedom of dance
    and muses escaped from statue
    ways of stone do.. and i kept
    sMiLing with my frolicking
    friends some of whom
    even say they
    Love me..
    and know aLL
    there is to know and
    feel about me from head
    to toe.. and just keep playing
    with the Angel Dance of Magic Me..
    Life iS good with Imagination.. iT iS
    NO LIFE
    AT ALL
    WITHOUT IT
    MY FRIEND BUT
    ZOMBIE FRIGGING
    APOCALYPSE DEATH
    IN LEFT BRAIN WAYS
    OF
    JUST HEAD
    WAY THINKING
    AND BEING
    ROBOT
    COMPUTER
    F iN DEAD.. MY OLD
    NAME.. FRED THE
    COMPUTER
    HEAD..
    LITERally
    that is how folks
    addressed me
    just a little over
    3 years ago.. even
    online.. and sure it’s
    sTiLL documented like
    the rest of my SoUL
    noW aliVe
    too.. and that
    reminds me of
    another SonG
    but enough for here my friend
    and i know and feel you are tired.. just
    consider me now a UniVerse continuing
    to expand just pasSinG through.. w/BiG WinKs..
    PS.. as a young man my greaTest
    dream was to dance with ‘those’
    girls with heARt..
    and the fact
    iS that
    dream
    COMES TRUE..
    N O W..
    and magic
    man i’ll continue to JUST be.. …:)

    • Ah, my friend… It’s always a joy to read your reactions to my posts…. Your words today touch on another similarity between us, as I, too, tend to NOT write all I think upon reading… or, I’d be stuck responding all day & night. That’s one reason I have a hard time keeping up with YOUR posts, as I won’t comment until I’ve read it all, and I keep wearing out before I can get that far…. as my condition, while also similar, is, I think, a bit more degraded than is yours…. There are times, such as the past week, when nothing I do eases the ache of my bones; they scream at me to make it stop, and I cannot, so I must just endure… But, it always passes, and each time it lasts less time, so, progress…

      For now, know I do go look, and try to get through it all… and, eventually will. But, it won’t be for a bit yet; I’m fighting to finish this through the pain in my left arm, which is on fire….

      Gotta go meditate it away…. See ya, my friend….

      Love

      gigoid

      • SMiLes my friend.. at the first part of my illness
        with Trigeminal Neuralgia.. type two from wake
        to sleep that is technically the worst pain known
        to mankind.. yes.. even worse that the so-called
        ultimate challenge of Jesus and Crucifixion
        that in my case lasted 66 months of
        shut-In-illness.. instead of
        a 3 hour or so
        casual stint
        on a cross..
        started out
        like truly as
        perfect storm
        of hell in that 2008
        40 day stint
        of sleepless
        days where my eyes
        also quit making tears
        associated with Sjogren’s
        Auto-immune disorder..
        Severe degenerative
        arthritis in my spine..
        fibromyalgia..
        a congenitally
        fused vertebra
        in my spine that
        precipitated
        early onsite
        extreme arthritic
        pain.. along with
        Spinal Stenosis.. and
        other associated nerve
        stuff where if i stand still
        my legs will go numb still..
        and pARt of why i always move
        now is they never go numb when
        in at least slow free flowing dance..
        now.. and yeah.. there was associated
        coat hanger pain around the shoulders
        as associated disorder with Dysautonomia
        where my nervous system no longer properly
        controlled my heart and blood pressure in synch
        almost passing out even after just eating a meal
        or raising my hands
        over my head..
        not possible
        to even
        walk around
        the block.. particularly
        in any heat.. as that made
        it even more difficult for the
        blood to get to my head..
        anyway.. with Anhedonia..
        alexithymia.. PTSD..
        severe
        depression..
        Severe anxiety
        and associated
        panic attacks..
        mood lability..
        with 8 or so more
        disorders including
        the Autism Spectrum
        disorder that was truly
        nothing of challenge
        compared to
        all the other
        maladies
        in flavor..
        the short story is the
        first 8 months i was
        in a dark room in a bed..
        to save my eyes.. from
        the condition where they
        quit making tears.. for the
        next 2 years or so.. i could
        not do anything with my mind
        other than think.. ’cause i could
        not use my ears or eyes to read
        or listen to any music.. and then..
        somehow when i managed to gain
        the resilience to stand a screen turned
        all the way down.. in brightness two inches
        away.. ’cause i couldn’t wear prescription
        lenses for my severe near sighted way
        of being.. ’cause that increased the
        pain even more.. even
        with prescription
        shades then..
        but at least i could
        write that first mountain
        of a word.. to put my focus
        somewhere else but stuck in
        my head.. as i was the previous
        two years.. from 2008 to 2010..
        in incredible pain
        beyond
        any mortal
        belief that i could
        find at least anywhere
        on the Internet one who could
        relate while still in the
        prison of that pain
        until July of 2013..
        where it all miraculously
        went away.. at the end of
        that month.. i have zero pain
        now.. sometimes i am bent over
        and sore.. but that’s not even pain
        to me.. i have shingles and that was
        probably my most hard malady since
        my 30’s off and on.. but it is nothing
        now.. not even a mosquito bite
        of pain.. in fact.. i can
        get cut and while
        i am aware
        of it..
        it is nothing
        at all.. bottom line
        is.. i have all the structural
        difficulties that can still be viewed
        on X-Rays and Cat scans including
        sinuses that are so congenitally
        blocked in way of deviated
        septum that the ENT
        asked me how i breathed
        my entire life.. duh.. through
        my mouth.. yeah.. as there
        is an option.. you frigging
        cold hearted.. duh..
        doctor then..
        but that’s the thing..
        Human potential is largely
        untouched by modern medicine
        and science and general.. and all
        theses illnesses of mine and miraculous
        recovery are medically documented and
        all they could say is.. we have
        no way to explain
        it.. but ha! i FEEL BETTER
        ‘CAUSE I FOUND THE POWER
        WITHIN TO JUST DO IT.. TOOK ME
        66 MONTHS.. BUT i never ever gave up
        completely and that is what us humans
        do the best.. when
        free..
        WE FUCKING
        SURVIVE AT ALL
        COSTS.. and i survive..
        and when folks think they
        can get under my skin.. whether
        it is the online of the past.. where folks
        tried to eliminate me like the plague..
        on the Wrong Planet website..
        or in the dance halls
        of public
        what they
        dont’ understand
        when i say i’ve been
        to hell and am now in
        heaven is.. I CAN FUCKING
        EMPIRICALLY PROVE it.. IF THEY
        HAVE TIME.. EFFORT AND FOCUS
        TO LISTEN TO ALL I HAVE TO SAY..
        and feel..
        bottom line is
        i AM PROOF OF
        A DANCING REAL MIRACLE
        AND FAR FROM THE ONLY ONE
        TOO.. but what i know and feel for sure..
        is during those 66 months i could not find
        anyone who even had experienced type
        two constant Trigeminal Neuralgia
        anywhere in my over
        100K contacts
        with human
        beings as this
        is what i did from frigging
        wake to sleep 16 to 20 hours
        a day everyday without fail
        to escape the pain of the
        next frigging second
        as i honestly
        did nOT KnOW
        UNTIL THE END OF
        THAT JULY OF 2013..
        IF I COULD MAKE iT
        ONE MORE SECOND..
        so anyhow.. i have the opportunity
        to share this FULL STORY i JUST
        DO IT.. no matter how many times the
        regular readers of my blogs hear.. it that
        truly while i receive few comments or
        likes is legion as just on one of my
        blogger blogs.. i have
        been receiving
        close to
        400 views a day..
        the first one i started
        back on March 10.. 2013…
        with never a comment
        or like from anyone..
        and sure.. it is probably
        ’cause they are speechless
        or never make it to the
        end to comment
        but that’s
        okay..
        as this
        is just an exercise
        iN human freedom
        documented as such
        iN EPIC AND EXTREME
        WAY.. iN hopes there might
        be that person like me.. who
        finally finds inspiration to make
        it just one more second of
        life in survival
        in case
        they are
        living
        iN HELL
        now.. i hope
        not.. but i’m positive
        REAL HELL EXISTS NOW..
        been there done it.. and can
        prove it.. in black and white..
        and living iN
        color iN the
        other
        place of
        HEAVEN NOW..
        WITH MILES OF
        SMiLES OF COURSE..
        PAIN FREE BABY.. ‘CAUSE
        MIRACLES CAN BE REAL..
        IF ONE
        NEVER
        GIVES
        UP.. NOW..:)

    • Aye, well, it’s that damn bell curve, y’know? We can’t get off it and there’s too many on the down slope….

      😉

      Glad to see ya, miss Wolfie….

      gigoid

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