Ffolkes,
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can read.”
~~ Mark Twain ~~
Irish Butter Factory ~~ 50 miles east of Galway
Hajime…. “Begin” is, today, the most appropriate way for us to start; using the Japanese word indicates the beginning of a battle in Judo, Karate, or any other martial arts match in Japan, or any dojo world-wide. Since I awoke engaged in a battle, it seems apropos. For some reason, yet to be identified, my first emotion upon awakening was rage, full-blown and unstoppable. Leelu probably thought I’d gone starkers, as I raged about the house, completely losing my cool for a good ten minutes before gaining some small degree of control…. This, of course, has left me/us completely out of balance, as well as well behind schedule, a combination which also, as you see, has killed all signs of creativity in my mind….
Getting this Pearl done has thus become another morning conundrum, which is best answered by cleaving tightly to routine. The difficulty in that is the sheer impossibility of finding the routine, which went right out the window, fleeing, no doubt, the heat of temper with which I began the day. I did manage to find my way here, to get started on this, but, now, I’m at a complete loss as to how to get it done with any sort of style or grace, those qualities being off the list for today’s use. It’s definitely what the Brits would call a ‘facer’, I think. I suppose it has to do with having to face whatever it is, but, it doesn’t make it any easier to know that, nor any less of a hassle in my current state.
Since that state isn’t anywhere close to being amenable to manipulation, I guess I’ll trust the process enough to just get on with it. I’ve got some done, from yesterday, so, it won’t take forever; it will merely feel that way. I’d best get going on that, so we have half a chance to be done before lunch time. I’ll even forgo the use of any toys or tricks; instead, I’ll just say, let’s get this slow on the toad….
Shall we pearl?….
“All nature is but art unknown to thee.”
~~ Alexander Pope ~~
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One of the more convenient parts of being in this state is that I don’t much care about how anyone feels about what is seen here today. I need the soothing grace of quiet, peaceful music, so, that’s what we’ll have. The only genre I can trust for that is classical music, so, that’s what we have today…. Enjoy, if you will, or, skip it & go on; I’ll be listening, and trying to let it soothe the savage breast….
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Classical Music
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Plato vs. Aristotle
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(1) You can’t win.
(2) You can’t break even.
(3) You can’t even quit the game.
~~ Ginsberg’s Theorem ~~
Every major philosophy that attempts to make life seem meaningful
is based on the negation of one part of Ginsberg’s Theorem. To wit:
(1) Capitalism is based on the assumption that you can win.
(2) Socialism is based on the assumption that you can break even.
(3) Mysticism is based on the assumption that you can quit the game.
~~ Freeman’s Commentary on Ginsberg’s theorem ~~
In short: you live, then you die. Everything else is all in your head.
You know what? That’s probably enough…. Once one comes to terms with the elements of thought which comprise the line above this one, there really isn’t a whole lot to say, especially considering all that might be said, at all, that doesn’t already fit into the purview of the second sentence, i.e., it’s all in your head.
Today, my head is jam packed with angst and bile, so, we’ll pass on ranting any further…. Besides, I may have, inadvertently, but, nonetheless effectively, created a brand new Zen koan, a perfect idea upon which to expend our powers of cogitation. The more I think on what I wrote for the first line, the more it resonates with depth…. So, I’ll merely repeat it. so y’all can let it circle around in there, where it can do some good….
You live, then you die. Everything else is all in your head…..
gigoid has spoken.
So be it…..
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Given the start to my day, this one just seems like the one to go with…. I hope you enjoy it, such as it is….
Future Shocked:
Weeping, I wake;
waking, I weep, I weep.
I weep for the ages to be lost,
for the children never to be born.
Time comes calling, strident and spare,
nudging us toward the future with bony hands.
No pausing, no waiting, always away,
Frantic hearts unseen, unheard.
Spirits are dark, afraid.
And the Beast hunts, hungry and cruel,
seeking out the weak, and the foolish.
We all weep now…..
~~ gigoid ~~
7/22/2013
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Naked Pearls
Living Large
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“I went in search of my art, often in danger of my life.
I have not been ashamed to learn those things
which to me have seemed useful —
even from vagabonds, barbers, and executioners.
For we know how a lover will go a long way
to meet the woman that he loves.
How much the more, then, will the lover of wisdom
be tempted to go in search of his divine mistress!”
~~ Paracelsus ~~
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“There are as many nights as days,
and the one is just as long as the other in the year’s course.
Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness,
and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning
if it were not balanced by sadness.”
~~ Carl Jung ~~
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“The idea of absolute freedom is fiction.
It’s based on the idea of an independent self.
But, in fact, there’s no such thing.
There’s no self without other people.
There’s no self without sunlight.
There’s no self without dew.
And water.
And bees to pollinate the food we eat…
So the idea of behaving in a way
that doesn’t acknowledge those reciprocal relationships
is not really freedom, it’s indulgence.”
~~ Peter Coyote ~~
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“No man is free who is not master of himself.”
~~ Epictetus ~~
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“Believe me!
The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness
and the greatest enjoyment from life is to live dangerously!”
~~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche ~~
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“Everything in excess!
To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites.
Moderation is for monks.”
~~ Lazarus Long, from Robert A. Heinlein’s “Time Enough For Love” ~~
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“Don’t take life too serious. It ain’t no ways permanent.”
~~ Pogo, by Walt Kelly ~~
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Thanks to a process developed over the course of nearly five years, it’s done. I’m not going to question any of it, nor will I comment upon any claims of quality. It’s done, and it’s on its own from here. Me, I’m going to go find some peace of mind, if I have to kill somebody to do it…. Just kidding, of course; killing somebody would only keep me awake. Instead, I’ll just say, see y’all tomorrow, given half a chance….
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
À bientôt, mon cherí….
A bout of momentary rage is a cleansing thing….coffee does not go well with Beethoven….for some reason…LOL
I am trying to find my way thru this maze of a day myself…..see ya a little later….chuq
I can only agree; it’s liberating, if uncomfortable at first. I seem to be past it now…. I’ll be by later, too… Have a better one….
gigoid
I feel ya….see ya later….chuq
“You live, then you die. Everything else is all in your head…..
gigoid has spoken.
So be it…..”
Smiles.. i suggest
you E-scape..
into your
body as that
MinD and
FeeLinG
iS juSt
as real
as what
exists between
yoUr eArs.. as even
the actual heARt has
a memory for what was
pain or pleasure of yesterday
true.. the body keeps score
it really do.. problem
is.. the best
of cognitive
therapy..
AND
sTiLL
place meditation
won’t do a God dAM
thing for the MiNd that
moves and constantly
changes and remembers
pleasure and pain in every
God dAM cell as supplied
by nerves from Brain to
gut in Vagal Nerve branch
no different thaN Kundalini
Snake lost in labels
of sitting
still
that at
least can
SinG Vowels
of Sacred and Holy
EmoTioNs truE..
AND SeNSes2..
so.. music yes..
an escape
but the
dance of Life
real when music
E M oTiOns/SENses
and body moveS sAMe
as one bliss of LiFE.. and
once again.. i’ve tasteD the
rage and IMbalance of PTSD..
panic attacks.. fear and anger/hate
real.. the rage to the point
that i wanted to end
it all before
i hurt anyone
so out of balance
i was.. but as the
Air Force Psychiatrist
said with all his pills
that he as reserve major
used for aLL the combat
fatigue of the desert
sand box wars
of the 90’s and
00’s real back
then.. i was his
worse case of that
he had ever come across
in real life then.. and he in his
official notes said that i still have IN
record now.. that SAYS i WILL never
recover.. and be a full human as they
saY in GAF again.. well it’s true.. i haven’t
recovered enough to weather the reality
of the insanity of culture and its ways of
working life and who ever would in
the first place if they
ever recovered
again to never
be a cog
in ‘tHeir’
machine
of death in life
again.. so what i’M
saying here friend with
even no hope tHeRe IS Always
the possibility for change to a briGhter
day with no rage.. no anger.. and even
no
pain at all
as the medical
documentation does
prove a miracle happened
REAL IN MY CASE ALL FUCKING
100+ PAGES STILL GATHERING DUST
IN MY DRAWERS OF PAST NOW.. MAN
i never thought or felt a way out.. either
back then.. but both me and
the psychiatrist
and other doctors
same were dead
in life wrong as
they never saw
the real
MIRACLE OF ME
COME BACK TO
LIFE LIKE
A BENNiE
AND THE
JETS NOW REAL..
PAIN FREE AND
EXPLODING WITH LIGHT..
AND SURE on the top side
of
Bi-
Polar
1077
hiGh
as our marriage
counselor used to say..
as my wife as getting adjusted
to the Dr. Jekyll who morphed
into the Good Cop Mr. Hyde..
like in a week’s time of
the most
incredible
epigenetic
change that
any of my Doctor’s
had ever witnessed as
soon as i explained to
them the new science
of Epigenetic change
too.. God dAm..
i’M aLways
having
to finish
someone
else’s job REAL..
and FucKinG A.. i had
to even eXplain the God
dam rules to the OPM
and the SSA to
even get
my so-called
Gravy Train
Government
cheese back then2..
with a FucKinG dentist
drill without pain medication
or any medication that would
work in my eye and ear typing
every God dAM word with a
Jack Hammer of
Hell on
Keys of
Death in Life..
where the only
goal was getting
out of hell where
no hope spelled only
death and never life again
for me.. I WAS WRONG
AND SO WERE
THEY
BOTTOM
LINE REAL..:)