Snippets of old, sad songs….


“Emancipate yourself from mental slavery;
none but ourselves can free our minds.”

~~ Bob Marley ~~

Liverpool 003

Random Building, Liverpool, England

Hajime…. I’d thought to begin today’s effort with a fictional opening. The resulting morass of insanity created in my mind was too much, even for me. Rivers of blood, fires raging, world’s colliding, dogs & cats mating; not going there so early in the morning. Besides, I figured, given the explosion of Gentle Readers who came by yesterday, I’d best come up with something a bit more, shall we say, attractively intellectual, if I hope to see any of them again. Of course, finding anything resembling intellectual in this head may be asking a bit much of reality, but, hey, it was a thought…. Not all of them can be good ones….

Since any elegance has been shot down so effectively, maybe I should wander off into nonsense for a while. It’s one of my best things, especially on a day like today, when Murphy hovers over my shoulder, tapping random fingers to create typos, and the forces of chaos are standing ready to bury anything resembling coherence. Trying for ANY directed thinking is probably not going to work; entropy rules apply on all levels during such a storm of inanity. I suppose I could shoot for sheer insanity, but, that always makes it hard to get back to even a semblance of normalcy. Maybe today isn’t the best time for that.

Oh, well. So much for thinking my way out of this. Leelu isn’t helping either; her only answer to my queries is, “Aren’t you going to throw that paper?” She’s kinda focused on routine at this time of day. Damn! It sure can be a pisser, ffolkes. Trying to come up with a compelling intro every day is NOT as simple as it may seem, especially for someone with my proclivity for self-abnegation, combined with an extreme talent for waffling. Hey! Wait! There’s the ticket! Yeah, that’s it; we’ll smother the whole thing in syrup! Then, nobody will be able to even tell how awful it was…. I knew I could figure it out….

On that odd little note, I think we’ll go on, before this becomes any more impenetrably obscure. I think, if we go on right now, we may be able to save this. It’s worth a try. We’ll just use this ruthless little number right here, which will get us out of here practically before I can fini….

Shall we Pearl?….

All of us who are worth anything,
spend our manhood in unlearning the follies,
or expiating the mistakes of our youth.”

~~ Shelley ~~



Yep. You guessed it. Today is a default music day. How do I know this? Well, it may come as something of a shock, but, I just know. So be it. Give yourself half a chance, & you’ll enjoy it. A whole chance could lead to even bigger things, but, I don’t want to spoil any surprises, so, just listen up, & pay attention. All will be well….


Classical Music





Dont keep calm

“Religion; humanity’s greatest folly, greatest curse.”

~~ Kevin Harris ~~

In the past five years or so, while writing this blog, I’ve discussed this concept any number of times. In doing so, I have progressed in my thinking from a tentative agnosticism to a firm atheism regarding the idea of a God. All my explorations and research into the subject have confirmed my initial unease at accepting the generally accepted view, to wit: I find absolutely no convincing evidence in reality to support the idea there is some supernatural being sitting up in the sky, who created all we perceive, and actively gives a crap about what happens to us. Sorry, but, that’s the truth; there just isn’t anything to be found to make that true; this makes believing in it a delusion, as far as I am concerned.

Once that is accepted, it becomes easy to see just how bad the whole idea has been for humanity. The difficulty arises from the simple fact that those who choose to believe such nonsense make a couple assumptions, neither of which is true, but, if held as such, cause the believer to act completely contrarily to all common decency, because they have made themselves separate from the rest of humanity, by choice. One false assumption made is to believe the idea that only they possess the actual truth about such matters. This gives them a false sense of entitlement, while simultaneously giving them permission to cease all rational thought, both of which are disastrous for society at large.

I could, and probably should, continue in this vein for some time…. However, to keep from overdoing it, I’ll retreat into the archives to finish this small indictment…. Here is a relatively short, but sweet, treatise on this subject, from a slightly different starting point, though nonetheless cogent for that. It will do until I build up enough new angst to finish this off properly. Plus, it will move us along, so we aren’t stuck here in today, forever…. Enjoy!

From 12/5/2012:

One day a gate breaks down between heaven and hell. So St. Peter arrives on the scene and calls out for the devil.

And the devil saunters over and says, “What do you want?”

And St. Peter says, “Satan, it’s your turn to fix it this time.”

And the devil says, “I’m sorry. But my men are too busy to worry about fixing a mere gate.”

And St. Peter says, “Well, then, I’ll have to sue you for breaking our agreement.”

And the devil says, “Oh yeah? Where are you going to get a lawyer?”

— Soupy Sales

It occurs to me, Soupy’s next line from St. Peter would have to be…. “I don’t need one, I’ve got a fix in with the judge….” That would give not only balance to the argument, but would accurately reflect the actual level of corruption implied in the picture of the universe painted by the Judeo-Christian model of religion. It would also probably more closely reflect Soupy’s sense of humor, which was much more pointed than he got credit for…. People just thought he was a little strange sometimes, not recognizing lines that were making active fun of the establishment (as we old hippies were wont to call the mainstream of American society…..).

In reality, this joke is another example of the bad press that the Devil always gets; it isn’t often you’ll see a joke that ends up with Satan coming out on top. No, he is always given the role of the asshole, the manipulator, the one who wants to drag us down into Hell for eternal torment. Everyone seems to forget that they have ascribed omnipotence, and omniscience to God, and that He is the one who a) made the Devil the way he is, and b) could change it if he wished…. which seems to indicate that he DOESN’T wish to rid us of Satan, but prefers he be around to tempt and distract us…. That sounds to me like just a bit of manipulation in itself; how ’bout y’all?….

The preachers would have us believe that God allows Satan to exist out of his sheer benevolence, forgetting this is the same God who, in the Old Testament, sent forty bears to a town to kill all the children, just because a few small boys made fun of one of His prophets. He is also the one who threw Satan out of Heaven for objecting to some of what He had done on Earth, then turned around and allowed him free access to us humans, just so He would have a ready-made way to test us at His convenience. Just a little self-serving, don’t you think? This God, to my way of thinking, acts more like a spoiled little kid than a deity capable of creating universes…..

Okay, I’ll quit now. It’s really too easy to shoot at dogma; it never tries to hide, and just stands there, looking dumb, as you sight in on its forehead. But, hey, it’s a necessary job, and somebody’s got to do it…. Boy, it sure would be nice, though, to see humanity grow up, and learn to face reality without crutches, and without having to invent a supernatural being to explain away the stuff that isn’t clearly understood…. But, I guess it is job security, in that sense, because it means I’ll always have something about which to write….

“I’m RELIGIOUS!! I love a man with a HAIRPIECE!! Equip me with MISSILES!!” — Zippy the Pinhead



Momentary Terror

Absently casual, memories pester endlessly
leaving only bleeding remnants, amiable and loving.
Coming awake, I cry to still the pain, shamelessly.

Elsewhen, time gives surcease, if only to live,
shoring broken pilings, worn and gray.
Passing on, I laugh at the pain, accept all it will give.

Time will build a shelter, warm and ever safe
save for Fate’s busy hands.
Enduring, I follow the pain, knowing it will chafe.

Fixed against a darkened sky of starry black
such beauty brings us to our knees.
Entranced, I welcome the pain, ’tis all I lack…..

~~ gigoid ~~




Naked Pearls

Truth in advertising…


“A man that should call everything by its right name
would hardly pass the streets
without being knocked down as a Common Enemy.”

~~ Lord Halifax ~~


“Driven by the force of love
the fragments of the world seek each other
that the world may come into being.”

~~ Teilhard de Chardin ~~


“Everything that I understand,
I understand only because I love”

~~ Leo Tolstoy ~~


“A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are for.”

~~ John A. Shedd ~~


“For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress.
And as the evening twilight fades away,
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
It is never too late to start doing what is right.

~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~~


“Nowhere is now here.”

~~Nakagawa Soen Roshi ~~


“Around existence twine,
(Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!)
ropes of twisted vine.”

~~ Basho ~~


“An it harm none,
Do what ye will.”

~~ Wiccan Credo ~~


“Do you love it do you hate it
There it is the way you made it”

~~ Frank Zappa, “Brown Shoes Don’t Make It” ~~



Okay, ffolkes. It’s done. Not only is it done, but, upon reading it, I have to say…. Now, THAT’S a Pearl! Full of smarm, nonsense, sense, and some pointed sarcasm, too. Not bad for an old fart with flat feet, flatulence, and a funny red nose. Since I don’t think I can possibly do any more damage than I’ve already done, I’ll leave you here, sans any further torment. I will, however, issue the usual caveat and disclaimer, to wit: it’s not my fault! If you can believe that, my work here is done. See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes; just try to stop me….

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….


13 thoughts on “Snippets of old, sad songs….

  1. Fair morn to ya…..God? If there is such a beast he gave me a brain and I intend on using it…..but my fave quote among these subjects…”God gave man reason not religion”…..enough said, huh?

    Having one of my bad days… likey…..see ya in awhile….chuq

  2. I love the music, Ned; I’ll let it play a while…
    Religion is such a touchy subject; you’re either for or against or somewhere in between or between a rock and a hard place or guilt ridden or impossibly compromised or saddened or down right belligerent. That being said, Ned; each to his own! 🙂
    However, you are never one to pull any punches… I love it; no matter what the subject!

    • I’m glad you enjoy my words, Carolyn. I know there aren’t many who believe as I do; in at least one sense, this tells me I’m probably on the right track… *wink* I know religion is a touchy subject for many folks, but, my own beliefs couldn’t be what they are if I didn’t allow others the same freedom to believe what they wish….

      Hope your day’s progressing well…. Blessed Be, milady



  3. “An it harm none,
    Do what ye will.”

    ~~ Wiccan Credo ~~

    Sadly.. in history..
    rarely does any major
    religious philosophy
    rise to this height
    of human all natural
    innate altruism when the
    tribe is needed to survive in
    cooperation.. with every effort
    and unique talent from hunting to
    gathering to general foraging and
    two spirit philosophies to get the
    job all the way done from birth
    to death holding hands..
    WitH all social roles
    valued fully as such..
    but of course much
    easier to do.. if one IS An
    American Indian back then..
    on the banks of creeks teaming
    with fish just awaiting a spear
    and a fire to cook over for
    a full tummy.. any season
    of the year.. but no.. not
    the same when one lives
    in arid desert lands where
    even water is scarce and fertile
    land is even more scarce where
    territory that CAN SUPPORT
    human life is not in much
    abundance.. so obviously
    Strife is gonna be the way
    as folks compete for
    basic survival
    against other
    tribes outside
    the social circles..
    So.. Religions developed
    same as politics to control
    the resources for survival.. and
    back in the America’s.. the brown
    guys over here were thriving in Nature
    easily seeing and feeling the interconnecting
    interdependent relationship of all stuff life and
    sure it is more humbling to see the grand mountains
    and majestic Oaks as something greater and same as us..
    than when one is walking flat on arid desert lands were human
    is the biggest thing all around.. give or take a Lion on the Savannah..
    and such as that.. anyway.. like they say until one walks in the other
    shoes it can be hard to say.. i for one am born in Paradise where the
    Fish and the Seagulls team together free with us.. one and same..
    Tall Whispering Pines in a state of Flowers also known as Florida
    too.. and passing by a Saint Michael’s Catholic church with
    an Angel Michael on top with a sword bearing for
    wars against the enemy is simply a reminder
    to me that the origin of that sword
    was over dispute of fertile
    land where a living
    could be made..
    seriously it’s a sad
    state of affairs to me when
    i take my Google Earth tool and see
    how folks live in barren lands in what
    look like roach motels.. wHere green
    is scarce and dust blows as sand
    in eyes covered from that
    and body overall
    covered too. to
    keep moisture
    in also.. to prevent
    dying from hydration..
    where water is scarce too..
    Life’s not fair.. no.. it’s not.. some
    folks are born in Paradise of abundance
    and some folks are born starving to death..
    bottom line.. folks do what they can to get by..
    and perhaps one day folks will freely give and share
    enough around the world.. wHere theRe wiLL be greater peace
    instead of
    of Angel
    Michael Steel..
    i try to understand
    and hope for the best..
    i dissent but i am not cold
    hearted enough not to say
    i understand why.. the struggle
    goeS.. on and a hand to hELp iS
    the only thing that WiLL change
    human Nature back to what it is
    truly evolved to be in altruistic
    way wHere the love comes
    back and the sWord
    dissolves into Sweeter
    SoNGs oF
    my FriEnd..:)

    • Most excellent song today, my FRiEnD… A beautiful summary of much of where our species has gone wrong since the days when there was room for all to be…. which gives rise to such philosophies.

      Of late, I’m beginning to believe more strongly in the simple fact of ego getting our way more than it helps; it is where our emotions and need to make judgments about reality originate. There are moments when I can see/feel/experience the serenity which goes along with being free of all that need to make a decision as to whether something is good, or bad, because the only way to judge is by my own perception and reaction, and has no actual bearing on what is real….

      Natural laws have no pity; we are the only ones who believe they should…

      At this time of day, I’m tending to fade, even with the stimulation… gonna save the rest for tomorrow’s Pearl…. As always, thanks for reading, & leaving your words/thoughts behind…



      • My PleaSure.. My FriEnd..
        alWays many MoVinG words
        and sonGS you bRinG heRE for
        inspiRaTiOn.. and how lucky
        wE trUly are noW wiTh
        Freedom of expresSiOn..
        to tale iT aLL withOut restrAint..
        And yes.. thaT iS the best pARt
        oF aLL Of the Internet to mE..
        to Be Free aWay
        from Chains
        of those who would
        otherwise do tHeir best
        to hOld hUmanKind back
        to the dARKages oF tHeir
        illusory fears and
        for control
        of the Natural
        resources iN every thing
        from water to bread to the
        breasts that feed the child..
        as such.. liGht iS heRE ..
        iT’s jUst a matter
        of geTtinG
        the tale
        to free
        BoX once and
        foR aLL i FeeL..
        FReEDoM WiLL
        wiN as thaT iS whAt
        liFE AiMs to do.. Survive
        and thrive.. wheN WeLL @lEast..:)

    • Cool!
      An early morning bathe is just what the doctor ordered…..
      So refreshing…
      Great photo..ThumbUp!
      Conjures up a myriad of thoughts…

      • This is one…
        “The Army was organized on a decimal system, up to divisions of 10,000 or myriads”
        Oh My!

    • LOL! Really? Okay; I’ll take your word for it. I didn’t go into it; just took the picture from across the road. It was a cold, damp day in Liverpool, so, I didn’t spend much time exploring…. Next time I’ll go look inside…

      No offense intended, milady…


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