Ffolkes,
“A chief event of life is the day in which we have encountered a mind that startles us.”
~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson~~
Who’s cross-eyed?….
Hajime…. Unavoidable, if semi-volitional events transpired this morning, preventing a smooth transition into writing mode. Fortunately, I ignored it all, and did it my way, which proved to be the most efficacious method, as, well, here I am, writing. I will submit that there may be some who would argue that what goes on here resembles writing much less than it does foolishness, but, we stopped listening to them long ago. My favorite response to such criticisms is, “We are not amused.”, followed by a Bronx cheer. They never pay any attention anyway, but, it does keep them quiet from the shock for a time, usually long enough for me to shut the door in their faces.
See? I’m writing…. Where else could you find complete nonsense right at the start of a post? Oh. Well, okay, but, it’s my own nonsense, which makes it acceptable for consumption, under the proper conditions, easily identified by their bright, pink faces. Still, it’s heartening, to think I can do this kind of thing, and not get prosecuted. Such moments in life are rare, thankfully, so, we should treasure them. If only it made any sense!….
Very well. I can see I’m not going to find anything worthwhile to discuss, unless I start telling you about today’s Pearl. But, why should I do that, when all you need to do is scroll down to find out? Instead, I’ll resort to one of our older, more ruthless methods for closing the intro, by breaking out the old #4, our most commonly used, and most effective technique. It works like this….
Shall we pearl?….
“There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth:
(1) not going all the way;
and (2) not starting.”
~~ Buddha ~~
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I enjoyed yesterday’s music enough to repeat it today, though with a different selection from You Tube. Here is more from Adrian Von Ziegler, a young man who composes a lot of it…. Enjoy….
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More Celtic Music
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Dead Hands,Typing…
Puzzled anew by anomalous blocks of pain
caught, bemused, chained to routine, insane.
Stilled within breathless beauty
Engaging epiphany, insistent, called to duty.
Knees bent in lieu of a faithful rendition
suffuses, confuses, locked into stale perdition.
Clearing corrosion with hands encased in stone
Singular frozen follicles, masked by bone.
Partial focus brings unfiltered flavors to light
coloring each particle in simple delight.
Forlorn, novel conceptual artists singing in tune
nine notes in harmony, soft as the moon.
Honed blades of carbon steel flash in rhyme,
filling sensual receptors well past closing time.
Borrowed from neighbors in a week-old game
still bloody, without a proper name.
No flooded memories can justify such cost
no simple stationery, bilious, afraid, lost.
Ten times ten will never be enough
To fill so empty a stolen trough.
Bartering simplicity takes well into the night
solidly temporary pillars turned bright.
Unknown to all the pretty children who came
none were called, none had any remaining flame.
~~ gigoid ~~
2/25/2015
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Naked Pearls
Pay attention….
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“All that we see or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.”
~~ Edgar Allan Poe ~~
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“The more you know… well, the more you know!”
~~ Realist Bee ~~
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“By definition, when you are investigating the unknown,
you do not know what you will find.”
~~ The Ultimate Principle ~~
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“Do I dare disturb the universe?”
~~ T. S. Eliot ~~
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“Reality corrupts.
Absolute reality corrupts absolutely.”
~~ Subtle Bee ~~
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“If I repent of any thing, it is very likely to be my good behavior.”
Henry David Thoreau
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“You only live once — but if you work it right, once is enough.”
~~ Joe E. Lewis ~~
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Well, I guess, compared to what used to transpire around here, this isn’t much. But, like all the others, it’s done, so, we won’t question any of it; at least, not out loud. In fact, to continue the efficiency begun in the intro, I will use the ending I see approaching rapidly. In fact, it’s here. 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.
PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.
“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch
À bientôt, mon cherí….
gigoid 
Just dropped by
I see I haven’t missed anything
You intro was and is beautiful
I hope all is well
Or at least what can be excepted
As always Sheldon
Thanks, my friend; good to see you out & about. Doing okay; better than usual, so, can’t complain too much. Hope you are well, as well…
Stay strange, it’s cool out there…
gigoid
The strange and usual
Or the unsally strange
All the above…
*wink*
Not surprising.. some of the greats
at oral communication art were slow
to never gaining access to the new wave
of Information Technology.. and Computers
as they paid their assistants to take care of
that while they
focused
on the
creative
side of mind
away from the
coming way of
mechanical cognition
and machine mind.. my creativity
suffered greatly for the same reason
but oh the tool i have now.. made
all that machine mind
well worth it for
a keyboard
now that
plays liGht and DaRk..
and ‘tween SonGS oF LIFe..
in more colors to come between
digit of aRt and one finger a time..
as they still haven’t invented a written
language that moves all at one beYond
speed oF liGht or perHaps that alREady
exists within
mY FriEnd
and all that
limits thaT are
the tools of both
flesh and information technology
sAMe.. as trUly i’Ve alWays seNsed
and fELt more that any tool flesh or plus to put iT aLL
iN Words.. imAgiNe that no one would understand thAt
@ALL..
so sure..
one key at
a time now..
for something
anything that flows
in rhythm and sync
that makes some sense
beyond walls and walls
of text
online.
neXt..
What else.. oh yes..
back to the regularly
scheduLed Wisdom program
you so graciously provide for
poetic muse of whatever the
heLL or HeAven and ‘tween now
thaT coMes neXt iN TeXt noW.. heHE..
note to self.. four behind for me in copy
pasting text only Macro-Verses to Facebook
Pages too.. hehe.. sure put off the mechanical
cognition activities in systemizing nature only..
and perHaps one day i can train my only home
assistant to help me with that too.. but nah.. do
the JOB..
fred
do it
all
as
instructed as aRT
to you within.. hehe..
and don’t forget to
take the trash out..
your only domesticated
duty along with Driving
Miss.. Daisy also kNown
And feLt as floWeRinG sTiLL.. Katrina2..;)
“A chief event of life is the day in which we have encountered a mind that startles us.”
~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson~~
Katrina
cAlls this
A Fredache..;)
There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth:
(1) not going all the way;
and (2) not starting.”
~~ Buddha ~~
First.. second
and third base
were
A
whole
lot of fun too..
oh.. the sweet
memories of
teen
years
then..
Sex doesn’t
lie when iSReaL..
but Jesus F. In Christ..
it took me 18 years to
staRt and 10 months to finish..
and if ‘that one’ is out there in
the listening
audience..
i remember
it like it was
now.. as that’s
just how my reaLiTy SingS.. Sees.. FeeLs..
SEnSES iN Movie MaKing BRAin..
in holographic virtual
reaLiTy as such too..
imagine that all you
‘friEnds’ of Before..
hmm..
now what
was i saying..
oh yeah.. next
pearl.. please..
come to feel it again..
first.. second.. and third bases
were actuAlly better than all the way..
looKing forward most always beats the
goal.. wHeRe A goal is now IS A Nirvana isreal..
even if
your
girl
friEnd..
comes
from some
place close to Havana..;)
Yes ..Dead hands typing
sucks2.. my words were
empty sHells 33 months
with
neither
emotions
or senses
until
i rose
again out
of ashes and
the essence of iT aLL
Colored my liFE aGaIn as LiVe..
and there was even less than that
with no words at all the 33 months before that..
oh the
lesSons
of life
when
Chalice
is more than GOld..:)
“All that we see or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.”
~~ Edgar Allan Poe ~~
A best
pARt iS
how much
wE iMAgInE
that dreAM
and bRinG
iT to FruiTioN
MoVinG.. CoNneCTinG
And CreATinG Free noW..
iN Acts off a page oF liFe..
so let it be written.. a pAGe oF liGht..
D
O
N
E noW..:)
“The more you know… well, the more you know!”
~~ Realist Bee ~~
The more you
FeeL the
more
you
seNse
the
more
you are..
aWay from knoW as NoW..:)
“By definition, when you are investigating the unknown,
you do not know what you will find.”
~~ The Ultimate Principle ~~
Once aGaIN…
i don’t kNow noThing
i seNse
iT
FeeL
iT
iSREaL..
aS SoMeThinG..:)
“Do I dare disturb the universe?”
~~ T. S. Eliot ~~
GreaTest
lie of religion..
it’s against the
rules to add a
Verse
to Uni
Verse..
FucKinG
Ignorance rules
chains of Books..
aWay from Free..
aka
GOD
Free
GoD
is Free
Free iS GoD
F=G
G=F
heHe..
i AM
FReED2..;)
“Reality corrupts.
Absolute reality corrupts absolutely.”
~~ Subtle Bee ~~
Absolute = False
A=F
1=6
see
what
i mean2..;)
“If I repent of any thing, it is very likely to be my good behavior.”
Henry David Thoreau
Ha! i would
be so
stoned
iF it
wasn’t
for the U.S. oF A..
and sure.. oTHeR places
too.. away
from
HeLL..
on eARth..
and that reminds me..
the oThEr day.. the gym
attendant also.. A retired Chief
from the Navy asked me if i had
any
weed..
and i sAid
i
AM
Weed..
and a DandEliOn2..
in words to that effect2..
he probably hand no clue for2..
eitHeR.. heHex2.. as Koans coMe and go2..;)
“You only live once — but if you work it right, once is enough.”
~~ Joe E. Lewis ~~
Now iS forever
if you live
now as
forever..
trULy
it’s
all as
siMPle
as ThAT..
hmm.. gotta SonG
to accompany at least
some of that for this noW
two.. as one down and three 2 go for noW2..;)
Keep it up, you’re on a roll…
*wink*
Trail
Is
Smoking..;)
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