Pale imitations of scenic splendor….

Ffolkes,

“No evil is greater than indifference toward evil.”

~~ Sagacious Bee ~~

i-know

I know it’s in here….

Hajime…. That was close. I hate to lie, & came damn close to having done so to my Gentle Readers, had I not come up with this idea for a Pearl at the last moment. It would be tres chic for me to relate the details; it would also be foolish to do so, lest it be taken seriously. There’s nothing serious here at all today, even if it may appear that way. Oh, it’s all reasonably coherent; there just isn’t much of it. This is a direct result of getting officially old today, as hinted at yesterday….

Yep, I’m 66 now, a mere one tenth of the Age of the Beast, but, not an insignificant point of progress. A lot of what is taking place in my life is a hard row to hoe, but, having been raised right, hard work doesn’t scare me. Nor is it particularly scary to contemplate nearing the end of my time here. In fact, it’s rather exciting to think about, in a certain respect; the final adventure, with complete and utter uncertainty as to what will happen, can be considered the ultimate puzzle, which is what our brains do best, even if we don’t know it. And, now, I’m starting to babble….

That will happen when one really hasn’t much to say, other than, what you see is what you get. I’ve got an old-school pearl for you, with five odd inclusions that add up to a good idea to remember/discover. You’ll see. And I shall be as intended, out somewhere in the BBR, stirring up trouble for the machine, if I can manage it. If not, well, a nap sounds good, too. I’ll see if I have time to put together something for tomorrow, maybe. Then, again, maybe not. Time will tell, I suppose; it always does. For now, let’s get this done, and be on our way…. Don’t worry, there isn’t much of it, so, you won’t have to think very long….

Shall we pearl?….

“In the dark colony of night, when I consider man’s magnificent capacity
for malice, madness, folly, envy, rage, and destructiveness,
and I wonder whether we shall not end up as breakfast for newts and polyps,
I seem to hear the muffled cries
of all the words in all the books with covers closed.”

~~ Leo Rosten ~~

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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

Random Notes on Life At Large

*******

“Weird is part of the job.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot”

~~ Charlie Chaplin ~~

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“What is reason?
Knowledge informed by sympathy,
intelligence in the arms of love.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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Truth that has merely been learned is like an artificial limb,
a false tooth, a waxen nose;
it adheres to us only because it is put on.
But truth acquired by thought of our own is like a natural limb;
it alone really belongs to us.”

~~ Arthur Schopenhauer ~~

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“What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?
They are alive and well somewhere.
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.
And if ever there was it led forward life,
and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
And ceas’d the moment life appear’d.
All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.”

~~ Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself” ~~

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Once again, I’ve managed to get it done, though without any claims as to quality. It’s there, and that’s the most we can say of it. I will say, for what it is, it ain’t bad. I suppose we can think of it as one on which we may attempt to improve. For now, I’m gonna go practice my curmudgeon, and old fart skills on some unsuspecting denizens of the BBR. It’ll be fun… for me. As for y’all, you be well, and happy as you may….. I’ll be back, eventually….

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

Dozer

À bientôt, mon cherí….

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7 thoughts on “Pale imitations of scenic splendor….

  1. “No evil is greater than indifference toward evil.”

    ~~ Sagacious Bee ~~

    SMiLes my FriEnd..
    i make a conscious effort
    to visit dARk even beYond creaTiviTy
    as liGht as i fiNd DARk has a gravitational
    pull down
    that
    sling
    shots
    mE uP2
    most alWays
    not unlike what
    may precede a hypothesized
    Big Bang too.. as cycle of seed
    and rebirth.. bang bang bang.. and
    so forth and so on.. the wheel oF all
    thaT iS TUrns or perHaps Dimensions
    thaT exceed ouR limiTaTions oF Sentience
    Star duST.. generaTinG ouR oWn liGht
    oF SeNSEs.. EmoTions.. and symbols
    iN abstract way that carry thAT
    reAliTy of Crucible StAr dUST
    plUs wE for NoW..
    BeinG hUman
    IS A noW.. miGhtY cool sTuff
    compared to many alternativeS Now2..
    to almost nothing @ALL iF thaT exists too..:)

    “In the dark colony of night, when I consider man’s magnificent capacity
    for malice, madness, folly, envy, rage, and destructiveness,
    and I wonder whether we shall not end up as breakfast for newts and polyps,
    I seem to hear the muffled cries
    of all the words in all the books with covers closed.”

    ~~ Leo Rosten ~~

    Newts and polyps
    are equal partners
    and God too.. iN scheme
    oF aLLThaT iS.. so.. sure..
    eat uP
    iF Ya
    caN
    WiLL
    without BeinG
    tOld iN plaNt courT noW..;)

    “Weird is part of the job.”

    ~~ Subtle Bee ~~

    i tale the wife
    this most
    everyday
    and she
    only notes i’M weird..
    So.. i suppose A mesSage gets through
    well
    enough
    to the ‘other side’
    for ‘Government
    Work’.. hehE.. noW2..;)

    “Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up,
    but a comedy in long-shot”

    ~~ Charlie Chaplin ~~

    SerioUsly.. i’ve been saYinG
    God’s A laugh for years
    and even when
    i prove
    iT
    aS
    mE iT seems
    that only
    folks
    like
    CharliE Laugh..;)

    “What is reason?
    Knowledge informed by sympathy,
    intelligence in the arms of love.”

    ~~ Edward Abbey ~~

    For literally a year.. i tried to ‘splain
    to the ‘wrong planet folks’ that it is impossible
    to understand.. politics.. religion.. or even football
    without
    a degree
    in EmoTioNal
    InTelligence as
    even science shows
    noW.. EmotiOns
    properly
    regulated
    and SeNses
    properly Integrated..
    IS what makes Heaven iSReaL
    oN Earth noW iN terms of constant bliss..
    peace and overall joY too.. and A source
    of cognitive executive function much better
    in ways.. of focus and short term worKinG Memory too..:)

    Truth that has merely been learned is like an artificial limb,
    a false tooth, a waxen nose;
    it adheres to us only because it is put on.
    But truth acquired by thought of our own is like a natural limb;
    it alone really belongs to us.”

    ~~ Arthur Schopenhauer ~~

    SMILes.. tools of words.. language..
    collective intelligence.. and culture overall
    are all tools as science even shows now become
    extensions in trans-humanist way of our biological being
    wheRE it can emotionally and physically hurt when we become
    attached to cultural tools and lose them.. no different really than
    biological flesh and blood..
    arms.. legs..
    feet
    and
    sure.. other
    pARts too.. and
    that my FriEnd iS whY
    i believe in Naked.. both literAlly
    and figuratively as much as possible
    to enjoy culture at a distance but try my
    best not to own it as such and give and share
    much more than take and own.. it’s just common sense..
    come into the world naked and leave it as naked as possible
    with only tools of love left to give and share.. A Philosophy oF Love..:)

    “What do you think has become of the young and old men?
    And what do you think has become of the women and children?
    They are alive and well somewhere.
    The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.
    And if ever there was it led forward life,
    and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
    And ceas’d the moment life appear’d.
    All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
    And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.”

    ~~ Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself” ~~

    Yeah.. what Whitman says similar to what i say
    iN A 3.3 Million word plus effort in three years or so..
    and 12 Million words since Thanks GivinG day total..
    oF 2010.. imagine.. my friENd.. what a so-called Jesus..
    Whitman.. or Michelangelo could have done with modern
    tools of technology.. iF totAlly laser focused STiLL oN A work oF aRT..
    i juST do it.. don’t take no prisoners.. no Washington BiLLs or Lincoln Cents..
    it’S for A plAy of LiFE.. no different than Directors/Producers/Actors
    oF iN A Essence
    noW oF A
    Shakespeare
    work oF aRT Free..
    no more quiet for mE..
    As yes i’M aLL liT uP..;)

    OtHeR than thAT.. Happy
    66th Birthday too..
    noW..
    to yOu..:)

    • No lies here, milady; nor do I ever accuse it of women. I figure each is as old as they wish to be…

      I was born 11/01/1950, #3 of 5. My eldest sister says she is now 76, & my baby brother just turned 60…

      Strewth, so help me… *grin* I feel every one of those 66, too… But, that’s only the childhood of old age…

      Take care, milady….

      Ned

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