“Nifty,” he said. “Does it divide, or, multiply?”….


“Be *excellent* to each other.”

~~ Bill, or Ted, in Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure ~~

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Idyllic Dreams

Hajime…. There is hope. Enough to warrant some cautious optimism, anyway. Rather than jinx any such positive outcome, I won’t speak of it, but, it needed to be acknowledged, if only to assuage my own angst. Also, to avoid any accusations of preferential treatment, I’ll go one step further, and deny it all if confronted. Will that do? I hope so, because it’s the best I’ve got.

Sad, eh? Oh, well. I’m still a bit surprised at being able to sit this long, but, rather than let that tempt me into trying to go all rational, I’ll just use the emotional advantage it gives me, in a sympathetic sense, to claim exemption for the intro for today. In essence, it’s really not an issue, though the bureaucrats would have us believe otherwise; we’ll let them believe whatever they wish, as it won’t alter any of the material chosen for this Pearl. In fact, it won’t alter ANY portion of Reality. It never does, but, we try to ignore that.

Okay, I’m a bit out of practice at Piffle, it’s clear. I think we’d best just get on with this, before it goes rancid. Tell you what, let’s just pretend none of this happened, and all will be well. Well, as well as it can be, given the state of affairs now extant. Ah, screw it, we’re outta here, ffolkes, before it all submits to the demands of entropy.

Shall we pearl?….

“Another of his sayings was, that education was the best viaticum of old age.”

~~ Diogenes Laertius — Aristotle, xi ~~



Naked Pearls

Oddly Enough….


“Be prepared to go mad with fixed rule and method.”

~~ Horace ~~


“You must look into people, as well as at them.”

~~ Lord Chesterfield ~~


“The true meaning of life is to plant trees,
under whose shade you do not expect to sit.”

~~ Nelson Henderson ~~


“And furthermore, my bowling average is unimpeachable!!!”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~


“Some people never find it
Some only pretend, but me
I just want to live happily ever after
Every now and then”

~~ Jimmy Buffet ~~




Yesterday was much like this, so, it seems appropriate….

Blue chameleon

It’s hot today, with chances of pain & rain.
So it says on the news.
Guess there’s nothing to do again
unless it’s sing the blues.

The blues are gettin’ old, though.
So I say, & I should know.
I been singin’ the bloody songs, y’know?
For what seems a long row to hoe.

S’pose it could get better someday.
I’ve heard that tune before.
Always seemed out of tune anyway;
I ain’t waitin’ any more.

Bang those drums & kick the cans.
May as well raise some hell.
Clang together some old pots & pans;
It hides the little voices so well.

Never worry, don’t you fear at all.
We’ve got certificates of note.
Bureaucratic protections, officially small.
Non carborundum illegitimi, he wrote.

Time, and circumstance, wrote me today.
It came in the daily mail from home.
It said I shouldn’t write unless I say
you’ll be charged for the distance you roam.

~~ gigoid ~~



Not too shabby, for what it is. I’ll take it, and run. I’ll also issue the usual caveat, to wit: I’ll be back, hopefully tomorrow, to try again. Hmm… maybe, if I decided to define WHAT I’m trying for, it might work better. Have to check that out. For now, see ya….

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….


4 thoughts on ““Nifty,” he said. “Does it divide, or, multiply?”….

  1. Good write my friend….”Blue Iguana” that was a strip club in LA I think….do not know where that came from….ho well…seems your progress is doing well….do not screw it up..LOL chuq

      • I have faith you can overcome this thing….I have olive wood worry beads that I use constantly…they seem to help divert the pain somehow….please take care and have a good day and please stop by again if you feel like it….chuq

  2. “Nifty,” he said. “Does it divide, or, multiply?”

    “Nifty,” he said. “Does it divide, or, multiply?”
    SMiLes.. interestingly per metaphor
    of occult and Aleister Crowley’s
    Book of the
    Law that
    is a puzzle to
    be solved for truth
    and light too.. about
    a certain number.. let’s
    just say.. ah.. the mysteries
    of symbols untold aS KeYes
    to the mysteries and secrets of
    liFE but alWays an invitation to find
    the trUths and liGhts alWays gifted
    within.. in our DNA evolved as such
    as all existence goeS oN for now..
    hmm.. and when one is taling
    stories this day one must
    be ‘sexy’ in terms
    of pushing
    of cultural
    norms to get
    focus and attention
    these days.. ha.. even
    to write 12 million words per
    se in close to 6 years now..
    as one might divide and
    multiply that
    too.. like
    6 K dance
    miles in three
    years that
    comes out
    to be
    166.66 miles
    per month.. oh my
    God.. liGhTeNinG and thunder
    comes and be’s that must mean
    i AM iLLumiNatI.. hehe.. WeLL trUth
    be told the iSREAL illuminati don’t work
    for the green bLacK dollar bills nor for fame
    or other illusory culture made substitutes for
    the village that raises the child in giving sharing
    ways.. with never owner ship of other human beings
    in slavery ways of repressing and oppressing emoTioNs..
    SenSuaLiTy and SexuAliTy Free.. well.. then as you kNow
    came the storing of the grains.. populations wHeRe humans
    are not evolved to connect to more STiLL than 150 to 200 sets or
    so of friendly naked hips and eYes of unconditional Fearless love..
    so Houston we have a problem even if we landed on the moon in
    a tin can in ’69.. invaded countries to kill over 100K innocent folks
    and now rebuild and fight new wars on blood of soil we initiate
    for greed of storing Grain.. but haha.. not just the U.S. any land out
    of balance with our God of Nature given Human Nature balance..
    so what to do.. tHeir will always be two wolves to feed
    of pro-social vs con-social emotions as this
    is the wolf of human too.. domesticated
    or not.. wild to survive of reptilian
    serpent brain is alive
    waiting to
    as no holds barred
    when Nature as human
    Nature moves out of BaLAnCinG
    way of mInd and BoDy soUL holding
    hands TogeThER or in blood shed to expand
    territory and reproductive resources for survival
    even if that means the snake of war and rape to
    go on.. it’s dirty business.. the dArk wolf pArt
    of life.. but never the less dArk
    and liGht are iSREAL aLL
    as TrUth and liGht noW
    too.. no need to
    veil the ignorance
    of the real Zombie
    Apocalypse aS in IsREAL
    original Greek terms to lift
    the veil of ignorance from words
    that no longer groW and evolve to
    greater liGhts of empathy and compassion
    in MoVinG.. ConNecTinG.. CreAtinG ways
    of Fearless Love groWinG noW forevermore now..
    Stronger as flAMe of LaMps shine bRighter than ever
    before.. and sure i am currently enlisted global wide
    assistance do determine the grand 42 meaning of
    all that is existence.. and the SonG above seemed
    even more appropriate in my Cherokee ancestors
    legend of a Grandfather Chief’s Legend of two wolves
    that once again.. is as real as the domesticated wolf of human..
    but sure i must
    add in my more
    than two cents of senses
    and emotions and sensuality
    and other stuff at the end of
    core inspiration to move
    on to even greater
    liGhts of Love..
    and the next
    quote inspires
    the neXt part of
    the continuing close
    of 701st Macro Verse
    of Ocean Whole poem..
    as you’ve probably heard
    oh.. my God.. over and over again.
    is surpassing 3.3 million words GroWinG
    more to 4 MillLion and more as nows go on..
    but each micro-verse of that stands alone as
    spread online in other avenues besides blogs..
    so each micro-verse of total verse must provide
    close to the whole to tale a story of wHole now..
    wherever the mesSAge continues to grow..
    mY Friend.. as inspired by lovely
    people like you aLL
    the world..
    as hey.. i got
    back uP of what i do
    everyWheRe i go.. as
    tHere is no Raid large enough
    to get of the roach of i.. as sure..
    they tend to last over Aeons as they say..
    of more more more.. survival now.. alive..
    as existence somehow more always now..
    So to the
    and more..

    “The true meaning of life is to plant trees,
    under whose shade you do not expect to sit.”

    ~~ Nelson Henderson ~~

    And yeah.. you’ve heard versions of what’s to come..
    but like the verses left from all the revisions.. scribe
    mistakes on purpose and added in even
    still two wolf version of the dude
    named Jesus.. where
    the bad Jesus cop will
    make ya hate
    ya mommy..
    daddy.. children
    and brothers and sisters
    if they veer away from the
    teacher’s thoughts.. to
    forcing pigs off of
    cliff’s with
    of demons
    inside.. to FucK
    with Peace.. i come
    with a sword and the
    Good Wolf Jesus that says
    love each other same as self
    consuming each other no more
    than food and drink.. love your
    enemy ..and those who live by the
    sword die by the sword.. voila the
    two wolf story of the Cherokee Chief
    come to fruition in New Testament dARk
    and liGht.. clear as day.. but of course we
    as huMan beings aspire the greATest light
    all naturally and instinctually in our DNA if At
    all possible to feed the Good Wolf inside alWays
    and the fact that people can overlook the bad wolf
    Jesus.. some people at least.. is evidence of the
    greater liGht of HUman Good Wolf.. heARt..
    SpiRit and SoUL as evidence
    in pulpits
    that only
    Sing Hope
    and Love from
    the Good Wolf Jesus..
    praise that white sHe wolf
    of peace and harmony for all
    to Kingdom come in the heaven
    of now WhOle never ever separated
    from eAch other with DanCinG.. SinGinG
    Fearless Love oh my GOD.. i will now break
    out in joYous DancE and SonG.. as soon as i
    E-Scape this Keyboard and screen priSon as
    Messenger of God StiLL visiting hell off and
    on.. hehe.. but Love as Fearless is alWays
    heaven now.. sure.. i can ignore the
    bad wolf.. even in me
    as liGht
    as Love
    as Fearless now..
    and continue on Feeding
    Feeding more Love as i go as Love..
    now.. hmm.. this is getting long but
    a 42 month witness of God of Nature
    is kinda big.. considering how large
    and diverse the world is in
    and differences
    of liGht and DArk
    perceptions both
    as TrUth and liGht
    varies with mileAge
    and wear and tear too..
    yeah.. abundant environments
    for resources as compared to barren
    ones as far as naked and free goes..
    compared to clothed in hell
    of repression.. oppression
    of human FeeLinGs
    seNSEs.. and
    oh.. the bloody hell of that
    dARk realiTy iSReaL of the
    God of Nature paRt of Human
    not so kind too.. hmm.. only if
    we can hOld hands toGEther
    with our Good Wolf parTS
    and give and share more
    in abundance as metaphor
    of course.. dancing naked holding
    hands as fearless love around a
    fire of midnight love that needs no
    moonlight to light us up as Good Wolf wHole..
    holy and sacred as greATest Gift of fearless Love
    can live as WE Good Wolves wHOle.. hmm.. gotta
    appt.. coming in P’Cola.. in 65 minutes must get moving
    faster now to the next quote to say.. coming now.. NoW..

    “The true meaning of life is to plant trees,
    under whose shade you do not expect to sit.”

    ~~ Nelson Henderson ~~

    oH.. crap i ain’t got time to tale the story
    better so i’ll have to quote my own
    self from before of what
    i said before here
    just for
    and giggles
    before i hit the
    FriGGinG interstate
    to the ‘hell’ out there..

    “Stars are born to output and share liGht..
    at least for as long
    as they live..
    and as dim as i once
    was.. almost bLack
    of liGht..
    the saving
    grace then was
    to water a plant
    to make
    grow made
    my life still
    a star
    matter how
    dArk the candle
    i felt iN bLack
    then.. and
    oh.. the saviors of the world..
    and a story i love to tale a little
    different as parables do.. when free
    and not imprisoned by books.. pages..
    paragraphs.. lines or words of print
    of yesternows.. bound
    by past authority
    that no
    longer should
    exist.. for free..
    so.. anyway.. sorry iF
    you already heard it but
    it will be different anyway..
    hehe.. as free WiLL be
    when unleashed
    and released
    as being
    starliGht oF eYes
    within.. a dusty road..
    a little boy with no words..
    disabled from birth without
    the ability to speak.. but a lover
    of growth.. in shape of trees..
    a sapling brought home
    by loving mother
    then.. placed
    on a counter
    by a lamp that shines..
    the boys sees green and
    wants to see more.. so he
    nurtures this PLANeT
    the ability
    to speak..
    water he does..
    fertilizing Love..
    Sunshine hope
    iN eYes of Loving
    Kind.. fertile ground
    outside.. dig a hole
    to comfort roots..
    spend time
    and effort
    caring Love
    and the Tree rises
    broad and sTrong..
    and soon provides shade
    for the front porch home..
    Sidewalks come.. but tree
    sTill bRanches out.. Flowers
    come more beautiful than before..
    Students from the local school who
    study trees are amazed by the beauty
    of this tree.. photos are taken.. shared..
    and the boys eYes shine to see what his
    Love inspires.. tree no longer needs boy
    to grow strong now.. and the little
    boy becomes ill and his life
    goes dark..
    Years later..
    a shy young man iS
    walking this sidewalk
    of the boy’s home.. and
    a most beautiful dark haired
    girl approaches him.. with smiling
    face.. the boys eyes liGht up but what
    to say.. ah.. the center piece of conversation
    iS standing tAll and floweRinG more beautiful
    iT seems than ever before on this March Spring
    day.. a spark of instant Love is in the air..
    and that begins a Love that
    will last ’till death..
    the shy boy becomes
    confident with the Love of
    his wife.. joins the Military..
    and even rises to the ranks
    of politics then.. Love grows
    and fearless Lives..
    the boy is
    now a
    Strong man..
    and makes a decision
    as a leader of the world
    that prevents World War III…
    Life on the PlanT now iS saved..
    So who is the savior.. the boy..
    the man.. the girl.. the Loving
    wife.. the parents.. the schools
    providing education.. the tree
    or the little disabled boy
    and all the
    from around the
    world.. well the truth
    iS aLL they are.. as theRe
    is no i.. me but us and we
    oF Life..
    Moral of the
    story.. water a tree
    Of Life and see wHere
    iN ocean
    eYes free..:)”

    Google is such an excellent
    mesSage assistant.. less than
    a second with keyword
    of sapling
    and the message
    comes back again..
    Namaste.. gigoid..:)

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