Ffolkes,
“As one gets older,
one discovers everything is going to be exactly the same
with different hats on.”
~~ Noel Coward ~~
Wild Fennel in the Wine Country….
Hajime…. The picture you see today is one I took a month or two ago, while pausing on a visit to my kids in Sonoma Valley. I liked the way the fennel, which grows wild along all the roads here in Northern California, framed the picture behind, forming a bucolic country scene reminiscent of an old painting. Well, not so old, as there are phone wires & poles, but, you get the idea, I’m sure. I also like to think of how much money I’ve saved over the years, picking that wild fennel, to use in my catering jobs, and as an ingredient in several recipes I use. It also serves very well as a simple, yet elegant decoration for some table settings, and mirrors displaying foods. Valuable plant, indeed….
There; how’s that for a vague, personal retrospective? Not bad, eh? Well, I think so; I’ll remind you who’s driving this bus. Regardless of what sort of reaction it provokes in the minds of my Gentle readers, it’s done, so, it stays. I’m too much in “odd” mode today to care. What’s “odd” mode? Trust me, you don’t really want to know. We will merely say, it’s one of my more fractious, unreliable modes, (sometimes called ‘moods’….), liable to rather explosive emotional outbursts at minimal provocation, while we simultaneously attempt to mitigate the potential harm it can cause to the environment; it’s been known to cause some rather extensive damage.
Instead, we’ll avoid any and all such temptations, by drawing this intro to a rapid closure, post haste. In this mode, time can be of the essence, so, gather your belongings, send your adult beverage down the hatch, and hang on to your hats, because we’re going in hot. How hot? This hot….
Shall we Pearl?….
“…common human laws and interests and emotions
have no validity or significance in the vast cosmos-at-large…”
~~ H. P. Lovecraft ~~
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Sister Rosetta Tharpe
Image from guitarworld.com via Google Images
A friend on Facebook shared a link with one of this woman’s videos, and I had to share it today. Known by many as the Godmother of Rock and Roll, and The Original Sister Soul, I give you Sister Rosetta Tharpe. I’ve linked to a collection of many of her songs and videos, to give a good sample of some really hot music. Enjoy, ffolkes!….
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Sister Rosetta Tharpe
The Godmother of Rock & Roll
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In early 2012, I was living in relative poverty, struggling to maintain any sort of non-depressed state for an entire day, when this poem forced its way into the light, and onto my computer. When it was originally penned, it was in prose form, where it sat for several months, until I opened it again, and saw it was actually a poem. I formatted it the way it logically called for, and haven’t touched it since. In some ways, it’s rather prophetic, of a time we are rapidly approaching out in the real world. I hope you enjoy it, dark as it is….
Gently Came a Wounded Child
But you shall not escape my iambics.
Soft, sinuous patterns of unearthly beauty
blithely commune with sinking stars,
as pale shadows of former virtue hover
near, ever clean, ever tolerant.
These unbidden habits are worn with age and care,
ready now for dissolution,
welcoming gladly the kiss of Death’s handmaiden.
Unknown to all, the child stands aside,
weeping for the lost days of youth,
days that now shall never be,
nor yearned for ever after.
Only darkness shall lay upon the landscape,
cold, hard, eternal.
Such then are the signs and portents
as we enter into the unknown future,
they are grave indeed.
Uncertainty will be our sole companion,
as the search for hope yields no result.
The lamentations of the gods
shall sound the elegy for Man,
who never learned to see the gift that was made,
so many echoes ago, in the hopeful past;
thus will we pass this plane of existence
as we came, baffled and afraid….
~~ gigoid ~~
written 2/2/2012
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Naked Pearls
Things we learn on the journey….
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“I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.”
~~ ee cummings ~~
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“You must have been warned about letting the golden hours slip by;
but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.”
~~ James M. Barrie ~~
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“Do not be too moral.
You may cheat yourself out of much of life.
So aim above morality.
Be not simply good;
be good for something.”
~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~
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“I am pleased to see that we have differences.
May we together become greater than the sum of both of us.”
~~ Surak of Vulcan, “The Savage Curtain,” stardate 5906.4. ~~
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“The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up.”
~~ Mark Twain ~~
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“None but a fool is always right.”
~~ Hare ~~
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“Excellence is an art won by training and habituation.
We do not act rightly because we have virtue or excellence,
but we rather have those because we have acted rightly.
We are what we repeatedly do.
Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.”
~~ Aristotle ~~
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Once again, the process I’ve developed over the years of producing this mess has saved the day. Given the mode/mood I’m in today, I have to give myself a pat on the back. A small one, as it hurts to do so, but, for what it is, it’s not bad, so, good job, dude. Moreover, I can now take my leave, letting y’all off the hook for the day, and try to find a somewhat mellower mood to inhabit. You could wish me luck in that, since I’ll need it, but, if not, that’s okay, too. I’m too weird right now to notice. In fact, here’s an example. Bye….
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 
“But you shall not escape my iambics” is an amazing opening line.
Thanks… I have to give the credit to my unconscious mind, I’m afraid. The entire poem flowed out, as you see it, as one paragraph, in about two minutes of typing, without pause. I still regard it as my best effort, ever… so, thanks…
gigoid
Well this is some immense automatic poetry ^_^ nice one gigoid
“As one gets older,
one discovers everything is going to be exactly the same
with different hats on.”
~~ Noel Coward ~~
Hello gigoid..
back for pARt
2.. read the first
pARt to Katrina now
and she responded
with a Fredache..
as usual..with
different hats
on.. noW Now
But she did let
me finish..
And
yes that
was different..
as she was raised
in a Southern Baptist
church and no.. if i cannot get
through all the way now to my own
wife.. the mountain is yet to climb all the way
as surely
in that
way now too..
the hats remain
still to forevernow be
changed as sAMe.. now
as human
Nature
iS
wHat reMains..
And reiGns STiLL
sAme and Different sAMe..:)
“…common human laws and interests and emotions
have no validity or significance in the vast cosmos-at-large…”
~~ H. P. Lovecraft ~~
Bullshit..
as we are
the cosmos alive..
at large
and
small
sentient
star dust plus..
someHow OR anotHeR
some humans get that separate..
hell..
even
yellow
boy feels
and senses more
than that in purpose
and meaning iN aliVe noW..
sure..
he
even
enjoys
it too.. as
tender vittles
speak volumes in purrs
iSReaL..Heaven..noW..
In other words the
UniVerse iS in the
bar speaKing
to another
pArt of
the UniVerse..
whining about
the Universe
having
NO
significance
as the Universe..
or even FucKinG Validity
as pARt
AS
wHOle..
sMiLes.. i once
lived on a Wrong
Planet where a substantial
percentage held that illusion
noW A saddest place oF all..
a self-created hell on eARTh..
or even pARt of an innate
condition as dARk..
with humans
who see little to
NO AT LARGE
significance
or validity to
tHeir very existence
as the UniVerse speAking with
eYes and eaRs and FucKinG Orgasms too..
EXistential
INtelligence
IS A most important
inteLLigence and that
my friENd iS wHeRe myths
as houSinG Vehicles and
Vessels of TrUth and liGht coMeS iN..
as both
valid
and
more
than significant
and even FucKinG
Awesome as TrUth and LiGht..
aS UnivErse
makes
UniVerse
preSenTS..
kNOwn as TruTh and liGht..;)
First world
problems
Breathe
without
DancE
and
SonG
oF A cosmic
DanceR SingeR oNe..:)
“I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.”
~~ ee cummings ~~
And that
my friEnd..
IS A
validity/
significance
oF human existence
iN aLL oF A UniVerse now
as we
can be
A bird brain too..:)
“You must have been warned about letting the golden hours slip by;
but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.”
~~ James M. Barrie ~~
IN Heaven
tHeRE is
no timE
but now
and
now is Heaven
for those wiTh no
tiMe butt noW iN joY BreaThe..:)
“Do not be too moral.
You may cheat yourself out of much of life.
So aim above morality.
Be not simply good;
be good for something.”
~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~
Play
naked
and FucK
the naysayers
wiTH
HiGh.. how are yA..
i’M happy to see Ya..;)
“I am pleased to see that we have differences.
May we together become greater than the sum of both of us.”
~~ Surak of Vulcan, “The Savage Curtain,” stardate 5906.4. ~~
iT ALL
coMes
out iN A maTh oF one..:)
“The best way to cheer yourself
up is to try to cheer somebody else up.”
~~ Mark Twain ~~
Like i do
laugh all ‘you’..
want with/at me..
bottom
line
Laugh..
i WiN when you Laugh..
as i continue to giggle inSide..;)
“None but a fool is always right.”
~~ Hare ~~
A FooL
for/as
Happy
IS Happy
bottom
line
at the
end and
beginning
of noW Now..
Happy or not..
Fool or not it IS what
it IS.. and frOwny face ain’t
what
i feel
inSide..
forR NoW aT lEASt
And Now IS all that noW
exists now and now IS God
IS and God IS A Laugh as
i create
God
this
way.. as IS..
OH my GoD! IS Happy..
That IS good news to me..
@lEAst.
says
A
FooL..
IS..:)
“Excellence is an art won by training and habituation.
We do not act rightly because we have virtue or excellence,
but we rather have those because we have acted rightly.
We are what we repeatedly do.
Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.”
~~ Aristotle ~~
Practice..
just
do
it
Different..
or stagnate
and wear a habit..
and even be a nun..;)
i honestly cannot remember
ever seeing a nun who was smiling inside..
except
perhaps
for a flying nun..
but perHaps it was
because i’ve only seen
them at school and church where
rules
of
habit
rule
frOwns
of face
stagnate
away from
moving.. connecting
AND creating Different instead of same..:)
Habituate creativity allone
as alWays new..
A new
rule
that is
never a rule..
and never ever a
FucKinG HaBit ALONE..:)
And beyond nun.. and it’s reAlly
sad as whenever someone talks about
this good news thing as lector at Catholic
Church..
they have
A funeral face
as dark as dark
growS in subjugation
and control.. only the
Priest
gets
to make
jokes in
the Homily
but what FucKinG
happened to God IS A Laugh
in the Good News.. pArt mUsTa
been
scribed
by a
scribe..
that was ‘A nun’…
iN frOwny face spirit
ugh.. ain’t no good news to me..
and what pisses me off most is when
the parents tell tHeir children to sit still
and not say anything when they are in hell..
and
prison
same.. as
Jesus F iN
Christ they’ll never
understand the dry humor of the Priest
with
no
relief
from
FrOwny Face..
surELy A microcosm
of what is to come in a much
larger hell for them at a very young
age in a world where both DancE and
SonG
now is
muted
in hell at
a very young age..
anyWay.. i do my pARt
i wear happy shirts and
dance and sing happy
noW like an emOtional
Bird.. wHo iS Happy
Gay and free Now..
serIOUslY.. i only
go to aMuse
kids iN walls
of hell NoW..
like any new age Jesus Clown Fool
WiLL DancE and SinG iN Super Walmart too..;)
FucKinG A
iT’s
liKe
A FAiry tAle iSREAL..:)
As alWays.. thank you
very much gigoid for
all you do online
in give
and share..
it’s off to dance
noW wHeRe words oF DancE and SonG
Now beCoMe juST FucKinG Do IS NOW..;)
As I’ve said previously, I love the way you riff off what I write, or off the pearls. But, sometimes, I think you, like all of us, get a bit carried away by (y)our own enthusiasm for (y)our own beliefs. I have to call BS on your Bullshit today. Regardless of how much any of us wish it to be, we are NOT special, at least, no more so than any other part of what we perceive…. To think that we, because of that connection, are better, or smarter, or more special than any other part, is part of our human flaw, the inability to accept our place as nothing much.
I’m sorry, my friend, but, in spite of your own experiences, your insistence on making humans out to be more than they are is falling into the same old ego trap we all tend to stumble into.
But, it’s okay, because your way works for you. Just don’t bother calling BS on something that is clearly the truth…. Our laws, and beliefs, have no actual importance to the universe at large; that’s a fact, not to be dismissed by mere logic, or belief.
Love you, bro; remember to factor in your own humanity; you’ve moved beyond normal, but, not all the way to perfect.
And, to be frank, God don’t give a shit… because he don’t exist as anything separate from any other atom.
gigoid, the dubious
Dude.. you miss the larger story..
i am no more special than
The miracle of a grain of
Sand.. it’s a metaphor for
A poem.. it is what it is
Heaven for some
And like your own
Ending quote..
Fact is
With
Relative
Free will
We help create
Our realities but that
Does not reduce the miracle
Of the grain of sand that makes
The Love of human being possible
That holds both a mountain up
And the love that Can and Will
Be human by the miracle that
All that is and that my
FriEnd can be shit pie
Or a piece of cake.. heaven
Or hell.. cause i done ’em
Both.. yeah.. i technically
Know A grain of sand don’t
Give a shit pie about me
And never will.. either
Here on earth or
Anywhere else
But if another
Part of God as
Nature exists
Somewhere
Out their
Like me
i reserve the
FAct of hope
And Love without
ILLusory Fears that
Is Emotion and Common
Sense that’s real Faith.. i believe
in only the realities that i now
Experience but been around
And have experienced enough
Of life to experience beyond
What most folks think
Is possible and it’s
Not fair but
It is what
It is
And
This
Grain
Of sound for
Now rides a
Metaphor of
LiGht over DArk
Over words that likely
Never will reach the full
Experience to
Reflect a frAction
Of the entire
Experience
Of now..
Pathetic
Words
Try
WiTh
WiNk..i don’t
Discount your reality
FriEnd and of course it’s
Not mine..
every UniVerse
Looks different
From
Now
To
Now for
Whatever
We call
Now
Or
Dog
Or
GrAin
Of
SAnd..
And that’s
A FAct oF FeeLinG..:)
In short..
Agree that
The UniVerse
As God ain’t
Fair and
Don’t
Blame you
A bit for the
Way you feel
About the whole
Reality you see
As
It but
NO one rains
On my parade
Cause sure i
Could feel
Like like
You do now
Similar again
In what
‘They’
Call
The Future..
i retain Faith
i will not return
THeir simply
Cause
i can
And
WiLL..
No givens of
Grace alone my FriEnd
i eat this
Cake
With
Blood Sweat
And A teary cross
With
Love
The greatest Gift of WiLL..:)
*grin* “God is in the details; the rest is merely integers.” — Hacker proverb
As long as one doesn’t try to get others to travel the same path, it’s all good with me, my friend. Your path is, because of your own inner spirit, the one that works for you. What isn’t fair is that not all of us can see how that works, thus, creating resentment against the very universe they inhabit.
You keep dancing & singing (which is another term for living a poem…); everyone else will have to hone their own will….
Love
gigoid
WiNks.. totAlly
Agree.. thanks
For allowing me
To clarify and
Validate my
Own personal
View.. truly
Not often
I’ve found someone
Who either allows it
Or comes anywhere close
To
Understanding
It but hey with more
WiNks.. i live in new
Red State
Jerusalem..
With yes.. thanks
Again and Love..
My
FriEnd..:)
LOL! True that; it might not be for most ffolkes, but there ARE certain advantages to living in California; my own eccentricities aren’t so obvious, when much of the population lives in La-La-Land, in their own heads…
Your thoughts, as are anyone’s, are always welcome, my friend… As now is patently clear, I’ll call BS if necessary, but, I’m always ready to re-classify things to a new category if warranted, too…
See ya; I’ve already posted for today, & now will go find some mundanes to torment….
*grin*
Love
gigoid, the dubious
SMiLes..
With
My own
Devil’s
ADvocation too..;)