Substitute candidates from Poughkeepsie….


“Since we cannot know all that is to be known of everything,
we ought to know a little about everything.”

~~ Blaise Pascal ~~

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Tracy Arm Glacier Melt Runoff, Alaska

Hajime…. In the past five years, my sanity has been somewhat of a hit and miss proposition. Now, for some, this might be an issue, which could conceivably cause difficulties in life. However, I don’t suffer from insanity; I revel in it, so, the process is not the same as it is for anyone else, with a typical view of sanity vs. the opposite side of the coin. In my world, being sane is merely a judgment, usually made by others, for others, using only their own silly rules to make the decision, just as if they actually knew what was real, and what was not. Silly humans….

In my world, we believe in humanity, and reality; we, or, I, since I’m really not a royal, know our body and mind are NOT separate things; neither is our sense of “I” anything more than an illusion, created by the power of our imagination to help us find the sense of order our mind requires, to separate us from our perceptions, so the power of our intelligence can imagine itself as real, rather than merely the resultant outcome of a biological process. poorly understood. In truth, we are not separate from what we perceive; to believe so sets us on a path of delusion, for reality does not actually conform to our imagination, much as we like to believe it does.

This belief has led us into a real mess, but, since we are still in the intro, perhaps we should wait to explore such deep matters. In fact, it’s probably a deep and wide enough of a subject to fill up an entire section, with severely rant-like qualities. We’ll see how it goes. We like to rant, but, we don’t know if we are up to it. Uh oh…. Now we’ve done it; we’re stuck in the royal we again. Shit. We hate when that happens. Oh, ’tisn’t a necessarily bad thing, just weird. We know, we’ll use the old royal coping mechanism, so diligently applied by the real royals we see, to wit: sheer denial. We shall act as if we do not see, or hear….

We shall also end this intro here, before it becomes any more onerous, or moves any further from the confines of true reality. We shall hope to fall out of the ‘we’ mode soon, but, if not, well, so be it. Let us try to shock it out, by using one of the more radical Tardis toys to move us along. We shall push THIS button….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Think of doubt as an invitation to think.”

~~ Dubious Bee ~~


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Image from via Google Images

I often retreat into the past when I’m feeling this way, to find those things forgotten over time. I decided, once breaking out of the royal ‘we’, I was in the mood for some class and style. I can’t think of a better example than one of my first crushes…. Miss Peggy Lee….


Miss Peggy Lee





Dont keep calm

The rant I’m working on isn’t ready; for all the hype and delay, it better turn out pretty damn good, I’d say, but, we’ll see. For now, here is a self-directed rant, with some pointers to take you on a journey through your mind’s interpretation of reality, to look at some of those things in our public life which are part of what I see as humanity’s issues of contention with reality…. In short, if you follow the dots, the picture will show why we’re all wobbly….


“Discourse on virtue and they pass by in droves.
Whistle and dance the shimmy, and you’ve got an audience.”

~~ Diogenes ~~


“You can fool too many of the people too much of the time.”

~~ James Thurber, “The Thurber Carnival”, 1945 ~~


“Every sensible man, every honest man,
must hold the Christian sect in horror.
But what shall we substitute in its place? you say.
A ferocious animal has sucked the blood of my relatives.
I tell you to rid yourselves of this beast
and you ask me what you shall put in its place?”

~~ Voltaire ~~


“Like…If guns are outlawed,
the lawyer population will explode out of control.”

~~ Valley Bee ~~


“JAPAN is a WONDERFUL planet
— I wonder if we’ll ever reach

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~




Recently, there was yet another insane shooting spree by an idiot. This poem is one I wrote about three years ago, after a similar event…. I hope you enjoy it, though ‘enjoy’ may not the most precise word I’m seeking…. But, I hope you enjoy the process….

Modest sounds of impatient concern….

Crowds converge at the raw and grisly scene,
comatose to compassion, curiosity tugging at the hem
with sharp, oh, sharp tools made obscene,
filing the essence of future hopes in spite of them.

Yet who has won the keys to the treasure,
who whipped up the fear of another brother?
Who spent the dreams of the old in selfish measure,
with such arrogant blindness grave issues to smother?

Fateful decisions may prompt still another pause,
to catch and release collective images of insanity.
Surely legitimate anger arises with ample cause
wallowing in self-made entrepreneurs, fluent in profanity.

A quartet of eternities must pass to guarantee change,
regardless of need, or desire, or autonomous manipulation.
Ancient rules and modern aggression is only passing strange
when golden delusion grasps futilely at its related illusory station.

~~ gigoid ~~




Naked Pearls

Random Thoughts on Life at Large


“Who combats bravely is not therefore brave,
He dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave:
Who reasons wisely is not therefore wise,–
His pride in reasoning, not in acting lies.”

~~ Alexander Pope — Moral Essays, Epistle i, Line 115 ~~


“A man cannot speak but he judges himself…
no man thoroughly understands a truth
until he has contended against it.”

~~ Emerson ~~


“The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.”

~~ Henri Bergson ~~


“Man is not disturbed about things, but by his opinion about things.”

~~ Epictetus ~~


“Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.”

~~ Austin O’Malley ~~


“Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;

Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.

It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.

It well may be.

I do not think I would.”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay


“And now there is merely silence, silence, silence, saying all we did not know.”

~~ William Rose Benet ~~



It’s done. I’m way late, and not at all sure I didn’t forget something, but, as we’re fond of saying downtown, oh, well…. Fuck it. That’s another favorite in the places I hang out, so, we’ll go with that, too. At least, we’ll do that until tomorrow, when I’ll try again to reach some sort of coherent plateau, where I might find my center. If not, well, I’ll try again the next day. So be it. See y’all then, if nobody catches me at it….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….


13 thoughts on “Substitute candidates from Poughkeepsie….

  1. Nice to see you back in style…Peggy great choice…great voice…..I am a Julie London fan…..she invites wood, LOL. the shimmy…did they have the shimmy in Diogenes day? The death of the first born was referring to Pharoah’s son…no one else… take on the royal thingy….have a good day my friend….chuq

    • Thanks, mon frere…. I’m doing my best to make it so…. I think the shimmy is kinda eternal, for humans…. Julie London was also pretty hot…. Brenda Lee, too, in a different way… Gotta love sultry….

      See you later on….


  2. i went to a garden party
    with a girl named Marilou
    but shoot.. she was only
    my sister.. who has
    Asperger’s too..
    i.. the visual
    thinker true..
    too.. singer
    with perfect
    pitch blues..
    as hard now
    as all these words
    may make one believe
    i wasn’t a word person
    until i lost effective use of
    my sight and hearing then..
    and she.. the one with all the
    labels.. in fact she could have
    done the check-off list on
    Noah’s ark for animals
    too.. aLL..
    iF iT was
    a winner at
    scrabble and oh
    God how boring text
    was to me until i could
    make it SinG like thaT
    voice oF SonG
    of the
    Yes.. i am
    kind of a parrot
    two.. three and
    even four score
    and seven years
    when i lost my soul..
    but things change.. realiTy
    is real.. but never fixed with
    epigenetic human potential..
    and yes.. oh God yes.. often
    i enjoy non-fiction more than
    sex.. but it is the way mY bRain
    works as Rain People of God as
    Nature WiLL change along the
    way with WiLL oF adaptation
    in poTenTiALLy aLL oF uS..
    to struggle FOR change..
    so now these
    words too..
    are my eYes..
    mY eaRs and
    InTerPretors too..
    LiFe is Amazing when
    never limited by BeFore..
    some folks don’t thInk new
    places exist.. simply ’cause they
    ain’t been tHere bEfoRe.. anyWay..
    a Garden oF LiFe iS fuLL of PoTenTial
    as long as humans are nEitHeR iMages
    or words or other symbols alone of what
    is so much more in mastery of EmoTioNs
    MoVinG EmoTioNs wHere inFiniTy of possibilities
    allone IS A
    never ending
    story now thaT
    IS A Garden oF LiFe..
    FloWeRinG or StaGnant
    as PoNd
    or Ocean
    WhOlier than

    • Nice song, my friend, though I’m not sure which part stimulated it… I continue to gaze too deeply into the abyss, which is why I’m way behind on comments, and reading…. but, all one can do is all one can do….

      I’ll be around; just not as much….

      See ya, bro….


      gigoid, the dubious

      • WiNks.. mY friEnd..
        thE pArt aBout
        reaLiTy iS noW
        whaT iNspiReS
        aLL tHese wordS..
        aNd trUly thaT iS aLL
        tHeRe iS To iT.. aS uS iN whaT
        We maKe reaLiTy NoW.. All..
        For onLY wE..
        thaT iS aS
        aS eVery
        oN Tree
        iN LiFe We LiVe..:)

  3. “The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.”
    ~~ Henri Bergson ~~

    I nicked it…thanx doobie
    not around much…election is fraught…
    gotta try and wake them up…
    after that I am done…
    A little gift for you…grin
    Humans Need Not Apply….. via @YouTube


    • I don’t mind being re-blogged, though I don’t advertise my site at all. I would have appreciated a heads-up, though….

      Thanks for stopping by, & I’m glad you enjoyed today’s mess….

      gigoid, the dubious

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