Ffolkes,

“When we try to pick out anything by itself,
we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.”

~~ Muir’s Law ~~

~~ John Muir, “My First Summer in the Sierra”, 1911, page 110 ~~

Small Beauty, on city streets….

Hajime…. It is probably a bit early for introspection; like any area of thought, it’s a good thing to wait until one is fully awake, or, at least, invested in becoming so, before making any serious attempts at coherence, or, even more important, decision-making. To suppose I can figure out an inner demon’s moves well enough to defend myself from them is, perhaps, the height of arrogance. Oh, well; if I get hurt, so be it. Nobody else will lose any hit points, & will have nothing to worry about….

One may well ask one’s self at this point, “What’s the point?” To answer, naturally, would only encourage one, so, we’ll pass on that, preferring, instead, to address the aforementioned introspection, which, you may have noted, hasn’t materialized as yet. Damn good thing, too, since it is/was rather embarrassing. What was I thinking? Oh, right…. I wasn’t. In fact, at this point, I’ve managed to thoroughly confuse myself, to the point I no longer remember what I was going to say on that subject. Oh, goodie. I love when I get all introspective, then lose track of the whole thing in the press of the process. Just makes me tingly all over, to know my unconscious defense systems are working well….

The only part of that to worry over is what sort of direction to take from here; it’s clearly not in the direction we were heading, wherever that might have been. Hell, now I think of it, it’s even more confusing. In fact, I’m pretty well lost, ffolkes. I don’t know if I was actually going to be introspective, or just spent about 13 minutes creating a complete bubble of conflicting intentions, imbalanced by indecision and sheer fuzziness, until, now, I’m making up new ways to avoid talking about any of it, or, anything, at all. What a waste of electrons!

Fuck it. I’m done with the intro, which may just be the weirdest damn thing I’ve ever seen, much less created. If y’all have any further issues from having to read it, well, you’re on your own. I’m leaving now, before this becomes legally actionable….

Shall we Pearl?

“A wishbone ain’t no substitute for a backbone.”

~~ Old Western saying ~~

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As is my habit, when I can’t decide on any other type of music, we go to default…. I hope you enjoy today’s collection, put together by somebody else, & chosen simply for the picture that drew my eye on the page I found it…. *grin*…. Good luck!….

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Classical Music

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Unheralded Sagacity…

To many, who will not see beyond their nose
the world becomes a dangerous place,
a bullet in every gun, a thorn with every rose,
no magic comes to save us, reality leaves no trace.

Minds closed, wrapped tight in manufactured fears,
men become clay, easily molded into complacent form.
No chains needed, held in thrall for years,
lies become gospel, when dishonesty is the norm.

Shed the chains you wear in durance, in kind;
Oh, ye of little faith, and much doubt
Strength is found in an unfettered mind,
Cry “freedom” with a great shout.

No help from any gods can hinder so much
as our own lack of confidence;
finding the light within, knowing it as such
confirms us, becoming consequence.

Illumination…..

~~ gigoid ~~

4/17/2013

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Naked Pearls

Anarcho-Paladin Training Guidelines….

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“If at first you doubt, doubt again, and again …”

~~ gigoid Bee ~~

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“How often we recall, with regret,
that Napoleon once shot at a magazine editor
and missed him and killed a publisher.
But we remember with charity,
that his intentions were good.”

~~ Mark Twain ~~

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“Anger blows out the lamp of the mind.”

~~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~~

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“Books aren’t written to be believed in, but to be questioned.”

~~ Umberto Eco ~~

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“Man is condemned to be free.
Condemned, because he did not create himself,
yet is nevertheless at liberty,
and from the moment he is thrown into the world,
he is responsible for everything he does.”

~~ Jean Paul Sartre ~~

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“A hero is no braver than anyone else; he is only brave five minutes longer.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Character is who you are in the dark.”

~~ Lord John Whorfin ~~

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To be perfectly honest, this one is a joke. Probably not too funny a joke, but, after looking at it, I can’t think of a better way to speak of it, if I have to speak of it, at all. Since I am in, perhaps, a fortunate place for such a decision, I think I’ll just do as I have all day, & avoid any mention of what just took place. Instead, I’ll say, see y’all tomorrow, and, be on my way out for a long walk… Gotta keep up the new training guidelines….

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….