Prized for their marshmallow sculptures…

Ffolkes,

“Remember this,–that very little is needed to make a happy life.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus — Meditations, vii, 67 ~~

resting predator

Choosing the next species of prey….


Hajime…. I shan’t apologize for today’s mess, but, I will say this; it’s a mess. Oh, from an objective standpoint, it probably will seem to be fairly normal, for a Pearl of Virtual Wisdom. But, don’t let that fool you; it’s not normal. But, then, I suppose one could say that about this blog in general, without fear of contradiction, so, we’ll just pretend none of it makes any difference, (which it doesn’t, really…) and be done with it, for the nonce. A nonce, by the way, is middle English for ‘don’t ask’….

Perhaps that was a bit brusque. Yes? Well, so be it; neither we, nor the gods, can change the past, even with a software editor. If you couldn’t tell, my muse is still missing in action; I’m sort of wandering around here in the intro, looking for something to say, or, alternately, to not say, which might make the difference, pulling this pathetic attempt at coherence back from the edge, into the realm of literature worth reading. What? Oh, I think that’s a little harsh, don’t you? Yeah? Wanna step outside & say that?….

Whoa…. Sorry,  I didn’t realize we had a hothead in the group today. I’ll have to be more careful from here on. In fact, since that sort of used up all I had to put here, perhaps we’ll just be on our way down the page, to see what sort of other trouble we can get into. Hmm…. I think, even THAT may be more than we’re capable of today, but, what the hell? The insurance is currently paid up, for a change, so, we’ll take a chance. If y’all would kindly resume your seats, and place your adult beverages in the holders provided, we can get this slow on the toad…. Ready or not, here we go…..

Shall we Pearl?….

“The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.”

~~ John Berry ~~


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    It’s been a week or so since I last played any of this organization’s music. Since it is all music from some of the finest ‘unknown’ street artists in the world, playing together, sometimes in a studio, sometimes out of doors, and always with more musicians doing the same song, elsewhere in the world. Some of the best cuts of covered songs I’ve heard in my life have been produced, with more old, and new material coming all the time. Here is one of their most excellent Live Outside series; the rest may be found on You Tube, by checking the choices offered at the end of this video…. Enjoy!…. Then go donate some cash; they’re doing good work, at all the schools for music they’ve opened around the world, and operate solely by donation and sales of music.

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Playing For Change
Live Outside Series

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    One might think since I had a day off, there would be a fresh rant. So much for expectations, eh? I do have one I am working on, but, it’s not done, and I’m not done with it. To fill in today, here is a pretty decent, fairly short little indictment of the Asininnies and Mundanes from the second day of 2014…. I hope you enjoy it….

From 1/2/2014:

Above, in the intro section, I referred to an idea that occurred to me while I sat in the morning air, engaging in my favorite pastime, random thinking about Stuff…. This idea is a delicate one, and needs to be explored a bit more deeply on my part before I bring it out into the light of day…. I’ll just say this: it has to do with the Internet, the Asininnies, and You/Me(Us)…. and it’s a bit disturbing….. In case you don’t recall, Asininnies are those humans on planet Earth who live by the code of Me First, regardless of what other people or animals may have to say about it…

They are the Beloved Ruling Class, those professional politicians (parasites) who claim to lead, but more accurately, crave power; the Shadowy Corporate Masters, those bankers and old money warmongers who buy and sell the world at their whim, including the loyalty of the BRC, and those others who are also Asinine by nature…. There are more… The entitled Police and Military Goons, The Athlete Rock Stupid Role Models, The Media Cowards, who unconsciously help the Asininnies accomplish their manipulations by parroting their lies without complaint, or exposure….

Most heinously, which adjective I use deliberately, these Asininnies are all supported by the efforts of the last group in the category…. the  Priestly Hierarchies, those deliberately delusional fanatics who live by faith rather than reason (though they would claim the opposite….) By encouraging their constituencies to follow their lead, and accept all that the worldly authorities tell them to do in their lives, they teach the people how to obey, both by example, and by designed application of guilt over original sin….

What a scam! Convince people they are bad because of what some original member of the tribe did, which may or may not have happened in truth, then, use the ensuing manufactured sense of guilt to cause behavioral changes at direction…. Willing mental slaves, all for the price of a good story line…. gotta love those early Christians and Muslims, eh? They knew human nature, with its susceptibility to the lie, and its gullibility to the apparent truth….. What ticks me off is that it continues unabated after thousands of years…. It goes a long way toward proving Robert Heinlein’s statement on the subject, to wit: “Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.”

That, then, is the current scenario we have in the world today, as I pointed out above…. Internet, Asininnies, and Us…. In the near future, I’ll expand on the idea that occurred to me, but, I’ve taken enough time and energy this morning to make sure all the players are known, and clearly…. I don’t want any confusion about any of that after I begin my rant, whenever that may be…..

For now, I’ll just put together a short five-star pearl, which, hopefully, will give y’all a preview of the rant that is to be…. Let’s see what SB can do about that…..

“I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.” — Seneca (8 BC) — On a Happy Life, 2, (L’Estrange’s Abstract, Chap, i.)

“Now that the government is going to balance the budget, it is up to the rest of us to budget the balance. Some folks think we are getting too much  government these days. They should be very happy that we are not getting all of the stuff we are paying for.” — Smart Bee

“The devil knew not what he did when he made man politic.” — William Shakespeare

“We are locked into a system of “fouling our own nest,” so long as we behave as independent, rational free-enterprisers.” — Garrett Hardin

“Know yourself. Don’t accept your dog’s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.” — Ann Landers

Perfect…. Good enough to go on, for sure…..

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Stray Cats

The veils that billow and fold
between dreams and reality
 may sometimes part,
showing the visions of one to the other,
blending, bleeding as one,
only to bring us up short,
closely jammed against immovable fate.

Still, we keep our watch,
seeking to find the vision
 that brings with it the mark of reality’s regard,
a humble mind, and a compassionate heart.

Events of broad impact draw us away again,
distracting with shiny glitter and tinny music,
leaving our feelings raw and bruised,
the victim of universal disregard.

Now, in the twilight of years, the music is fading,
and the glitter has all gone….
yet the memory of visions remains sharp and clear,
melancholy reminders of reality’s promises,
unkept…..

~~gigoid~~

4/12/2013


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ankh

    Yep. It’s another random, harlequin pearl that speaks about Life at Large; this one mostly talks about how to live it with some boldness and style….Or, maybe that’s just me; y’all can decide for yourselves….

“Confront a child, a puppy, and a kitten with a sudden danger; the child will turn instinctively for more assistance, the puppy will grovel in abject submission, the kitten will brace its tiny body for a frantic resistance.” — H. H. Munro

“Keep your fears to yourself; share your courage with others.” — Robert Louis Stevenson

“I am the shadow my words cast.” — Octavio Paz

“Arouse the mind without resting it on anything.” — Diamond Sutra

“Courage is the greatest of all the virtues. You cannot consistently practice any other virtues without being courageous.” — Maya Angelou

“Doubt is the beginning, not the end, of wisdom.” — Subtle Bee

“It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.” — ee cummings

“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God.
We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.” — Charles Bukowski

“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”

~~ Dylan Thomas ~~


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Well, it’s done. As noted in the intro, it’s a mess, but, it’s my mess, so, back off. Just kidding, of course. I do that sort of thing when I’m trying to distract y’all from thinking about the relative quality of our output…. Is it working? Oh. Okay, then, we’ll just go, and try again tomorrow. Provided I am still alive, (good odds on that), and still crazy, (even better odds there….) I’ll be here, with new stuff to throw at y’all…. See y’all then, for sure and for certain….

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.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

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14 thoughts on “Prized for their marshmallow sculptures…

  1. “I am the shadow my words cast.” — Octavio Paz….absolutely perfect! Leelu has her own “shit list” there on the floor? I knew I liked her…LOL chuq

    • Aye; of late, it’s been a battle to get any… can’t find a position that doesn’t hurt… It will pass eventually; mostly it’s the weather changes stimming the arthritis…

      Life goes on… not always smoothly, but, ever onward…

      Hope you’re doing well…

      gigoid

  2. Living on the River as the
    Water.. Nature sPeaks to me
    at age 3.. go build an ark
    out of dArk..
    a room with
    a view.. a yard
    wiTh Trees and Plants
    of every color.. size and
    shape.. groWinG free as
    Life pleases.. and then.. yes..
    become the view and paint
    with aLL tHe Colors
    oF God
    iN Nature
    aS Truenow..
    a voice noW..
    senSinG and
    FeeLinG thiS yes..
    as a great flood in
    Labyrinth misery and
    suffering namED culture
    would surely come to kill
    me 44 years or so later
    at 47.. but the first
    sin would
    be written
    language
    coming that year
    at age 3.. separating
    me from River and
    i as water free floWinG
    iN zONe oF noW.. no different
    reAlly than flOating iN Rose
    Of womb that iS realiTy
    iN n0 separation
    wITh all that iS..
    RealiTy iS Rose
    thAT alWays blooms
    when UnITy iS
    onLY
    rUle
    As Love
    oF AllthatiS…
    SMiLes.. mY friend
    LiVinG coloRinG
    FloWeRinG
    moVinG
    Force
    Birth to
    Death one
    never dies alive..
    truly defeat oF
    death iS iN NoWlife..
    And gosh my friend.. thiS iS
    a treaSure post.. enough muse
    here to write at least a Novel
    or more in size from me..
    as i Love to
    write..
    to paint
    all the colors
    i see.. in the Labyrinth
    oF allthatis created by human
    too.. as the greater i experience
    aLL these colors iN now filtering
    and recycling aNew as color
    i.. the more alive i
    aM iN aLL thAT
    cOUnts asNow
    a neverland
    that onLY
    i for
    me
    can create as Real..
    theRe iS submission to Nature
    to breathe.. for air.. to eat for food..
    to reproduce to carry on.. for some..
    and to both drink the water of Life
    and flow the sAMe
    as the ocean
    from wHere
    wE
    aLL
    cAMe
    iN Sacred
    Water oF FloWinG LiFe..
    but to adhere to the rules of
    men in words of lies.. heLL
    no baby
    for the
    God oF Nature
    and i are free breathing
    eating.. and drinking
    Water
    oF Life
    noWin
    Dance
    and SonG oF
    Living FREE!..
    And at the sTart of just
    another 10K or so blog
    post of Free verse poeTry
    iN aLL i do in wriTinG on
    line.. free verse photography
    and FucKinG free verse mE
    and Nature
    oNe..
    as tHe
    God oF Allthatis
    when Nature iS
    set free as US..
    i have a title already
    inspired by what you do
    here my friend.. “Window Ark”..
    and from 1993.. when we first
    built our home.. i built that Ark
    as our yard.. Garden of
    Eden suits
    it all juST
    fiNe aS WeLL
    as metaphor too..
    my only respite from
    the hell of this Fucking
    labyrinth of culture that
    imprisoned the creative
    soUl of i past then to
    ’73.. when the
    closed minded
    fundamentalist
    red state Christians
    closed the art of i down
    then.. in school of Dante’s
    Hell.. and work.. when it comes too..
    my only respite.. once or twice a month..
    building an Ark as Nature true.. no trims
    from me.. wife insists on a few now with a
    hire of a gardener who prunes
    now.. as i edged before..
    and hand removed
    the weeds
    oF frEE..
    i aM a wEEd NOW..
    end and beginning
    of story noW liVinG
    TRUE and FREE
    DanDeLion
    eYes liGht
    oF REAL
    spReadinG
    VinE NoW
    oF LiVinG FReED..:)

  3. Love the music, Ned.. and the pussy-cat!
    “Confront a child, a puppy, and a kitten with a sudden danger; the child will turn instinctively for more assistance, the puppy will grovel in abject submission, the kitten will brace its tiny body for a frantic resistance.” One of the reasons I adore pussy-cats. They have courage, and own their lives bravely. Mind you, Ned I also love dogs, birds, etc, etc. for different reasons… 😉
    xoxoxo

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