Ffolkes,

“Is there life before death?”

~~ Belfast Graffito ~~

A crow in the tree!….

Hajime…. Since I have no bloody idea how this got done, I’m unwilling to spend a huge effort introducing it. Placing a portion of the usual dross here might serve our purpose, but, to what gain? Little enough, to be sure. However, since it IS done, and, since there IS a new poem to share, funky as it may be, I suppose I owe myself the courtesy of at least a few words of note, if only to get us moving in the right direction. Now, if we only knew which direction that was, we’d be good to go…..

As we don’t, I’ll go ahead & use the trimming shears, ruthlessly, to keep the vehicle from collapsing under its own weight; otherwise, we could be stuck here in the intro until further notice. Luckily, we’ve already received that notice, which states, unequivocally, we won’t be allowed to stay here. Probably just as well, the way it’s going, eh? I think, given the circumstances, or lack thereof, I’ll just perform a small trick of legerdemain, & be done with it all for today. It’s pretty cool, actually; watch this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Down in their hearts,
wise men know this truth:
the only way to help yourself
is to help others.”

~~ Elbert Hubbard ~~

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Some days, it’s just gotta be real…. Can’t get any more real than Tom Waits…. Enjoy!….

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Tom Waits Live

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Cognitive Abstinence

Ever affable, serendipity calls on random days
bringing gifts, wrapped in flesh and bone.
Tempting fate, color springs from intricate stone;
singing, laughing, poised to amaze.

In metaphoric haste, clues gather to confer;
graceless, with absently casual frivolity;
fraught with severely limited civility,
lead yet into realms where hope may infer.

Allegory has faded, past all disrepute;
indelible, entropy holds the field today.
Honorable, the children stand, resolute,
justice is spent, the old-fashioned way.

Temporary measures no longer apply
to foster dreams; endless nightmares parade.
Forlorn, empty, the unwashed masses cry,
while time slips away, sleeping in the shade.

Wondrous moments continue to accumulate
odd gestures of indignant fortitude.
Destiny embraces no desire to illuminate;
with such a cavalier attitude.

Pale, afraid, the joker sits to compose
a final ode to reason.
Such grandiose dreams, a dying rose,
dragged along from season to season.

~~ gigoid ~~

12/1/2016

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Naked Pearls

More stuff worth remembering….

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“Honour and shame from no condition rise;
Act well your part, there all the honour lies.”

~~ Alexander Pope — Essay on Man, Epistle iv, Line 193 ~~

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“A man can do something for peace without having to jump into politics.
Each man has inside him a basic decency and goodness.
If he listens to it and acts on it,
he is giving a great deal of what it is the world needs most.”

~~ Pablo Casals ~~

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“What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story…

You don’t get something for nothing
You can’t have freedom for free
You won’t get wise with the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dream might be.”

~~ N. Peart ~~

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“This time, like all times, is a very good one,
if we but know what to do with it.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“As far as we can discern,
the sole purpose of human existence
is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.”

~~ C. G. Jung ~~

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“The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into habit;
And habit hardens into character.
So watch the thought and its ways with care,
And let it spring from love
Born out of concern for all beings.”

~~ The Buddha ~~

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“Are you sure you won’t change your mind?
Is there something wrong with the one I have?”

— Gillian & Spock, “The Voyage Home,” stardate 8390.~~

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As they’re fond of saying downtown, there you go. Another fine Pearl, freshly squeezed to bring out the best flavor. I know, it’s a bit late to start mixing my metaphors, but, we do like to push the envelope ’round here. I’ll go ahead & push it toward tomorrow now, by wishing y’all a day filled with grand craic, and, leave you with our standard caveat, to wit: I’ll be back tomorrow, to try this again. One of these days, I’ll get it right…. maybe… See ya, ffolkes…

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….