Wind-etched patterns on glass….

Ffolkes,

“As one gets older,
one discovers everything is going to be exactly the same
with different hats on.”

~~ Noel Coward ~~

wine-country

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

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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Comedy_Tragedy

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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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

Things we learn on the journey….

*******

“I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance.”

~~ ee cummings ~~

*******

“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 ~~

*******

“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 ~~

*******

“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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

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11 thoughts on “Wind-etched patterns on glass….

  1. “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..:)

  2. 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

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