Demands for intricacy cost less….

Ffolkes,

“True merit, like a river, the deeper it is, the less noise it makes.”

~~ Lord Halifax (1633-1695) ~~

train-scene

Willamette River, Oregon

Scenes from a train….

Hajime…. Living in today’s complex world requires some rather refined coping skills. Such a statement might generally call for a bit of explanation, but, I don’t think there’s much there to argue with; the evidence is pretty clear, for anyone with the wit to perceive it. If one pays much attention to all the crap flying at our heads, they take the chance they’ll miss something important, amongst all the unreliable information, spread so blatantly by those who find the need to lie and cheat their way through life, in order to feel they have some sort of control over others. This neurotic fear is one shared by all humans; some find rather more rational methods to deal with that fear, instead of giving in to its irrational demand for security, a condition unnatural in reality.

The above paragraph summarizes the current world fairly accurately, I’d say. You’ll note the absence of anything in the way of definite solution; that’s deliberate. I can’t honestly say I’ve found the only honorable path to follow; I only know it is one I can live with, according to the understanding of reality I’ve come to hold as the most true. Each of us must decide for ourselves how we will react to our fears, whether they are based on rational information, or not. Each must decide for themselves how to face that fear, or, for that matter, whether we will face it, at all, or allow it to determine our acts according to only that which others have told us is true, by their own standards and beliefs. To choose our way, our own path, is what makes us human; to remove that choice is to deny our humanity.

So be it. I can’t say it much clearer than that; how you take it is up to you; what you do with it is also your choice. If nothing else, here in ECR, that choice will always be yours. May it always be so…. which is also your responsibility. It’s a tough world out there, but, it’s well worth making every effort to make it the one you can live with, honorably, free from the fear that comes with ignorance…

I guess that was a rantish sort of introduction, wasn’t it? Oh, well, such is life. I can’t really say what prompted all the above, but, then, I don’t really care. It’s what it is, and that’s all it is. Just like me. And, of course, Popeye, who taught us all about standing up to fear…. Ya only have to find what your spinach looks, and tastes like….

Shall we Pearl?

“Human language is like a cracked kettle
on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to,
when all the time we are longing to move the stars to pity.”

~~ Gustave Flaubert ~~

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mariusz-goli

I’ve included this young man’s music previously, & consider him one of the finest guitarists alive. He’s getting quite a bit of publicity now, which is well-deserved…. By following the links in the video to You Tube, you’ll find a great deal of his work, with some of the best music you’ll ever hear…. Enjoy!….

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Mariousz Goli
While My Guitar Gently Weeps

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Comedy_Tragedy

Dreaming, I wait….

In the most patient moments of rationality
kindness flows smoothly in a special milieu,
fallow thoughts speed first from equality
to give no anxious fever, anger to eschew.

Indignant mothers and step-sons in-law
shall fade simply from brilliant to grey,
intoning ritual dogma, fresh, avid, and raw,
falling, falling, in massive pastoral disarray.

Safety lives not, save brightly in ignorant bliss,
it follows us all, silent and infinitely frail,
foremost too often, soft as a virgin kiss,
alive, always eager, willing, and pale.

Intimate knowledge finds only the bold few
with courage and virtue to gift, unbidden.
No solemn royal version may pass in review,
true love for man, never to remain unhidden.

Sweet feathers of Emily’s hope uplift,
calm, drowsy episodes bursting with light,
With final glad cries we set ourselves adrift,
swimming in the oceans of natural delight.

When sorrow is banished, in ages yet to come,
roots solidly anchored, cold and remote,
Ample supplies of kindness sit silent and dumb,
and the old stranger shrugs on his faded coat.

Dreaming, then, I wait with shadows in the night
aspiring to inspire, a message from the muse’s heart
Never forgotten images, framed in color bright,
tempt me only, grieving, steeped in serenity’s arcane art….

~~ gigoid ~~

8/18/2013

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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

Start to End….

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“Doing it the hard way is always easier.”

~~ Murphy’s Paradox ~~

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“I am as a weed
Flung from the rock, on Ocean’s foam to sail
Where’er the surge may sweep, the tempest’s breath prevail.

~~ Lord Byron — Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 2 ~~

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“What is a weed?
A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Treat people as if they were what they ought to be,
and you help them to become what they are capable of being.”

~~ Johann Wolfgan von Goethe ~~

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“For when I was a babe and wept and slept, Time crept.
When I was a boy and laughed and talked, Time walked.
Then when the years saw me a man, Time run.
But as I older grew, Time flew.”

~~ Guy Pentreath ~~

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“And in the end
the love you take
is equal to the love you make.”

~~ The Beatles, The last lyric of their last song ~~

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Homer: “Marge, is this a happy ending or a sad ending?”

Marge: “It’s an ending. That’s enough.”

~~ The Simpsons ~~

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Hmm… In looking back over this morning’s mess, it’s less messy than it felt. Not too shabby for off-the-proverbial-cuff, eh? It’s okay if you don’t agree; it won’t hurt my feelings. In fact, I liked this one so much, I’ll try to do it again tomorrow, just to see if I can. What the hell, I’ve got nothin’ better to do, right? See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes; by now, it’s considered de rigeur….

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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4 thoughts on “Demands for intricacy cost less….

  1. Great music! Speaking of views from a train….Xmas Day I was totally bored and turn to TV for some sort of entertainment and the History Channel had a 5 hour train ride thru Alaska…no music, no narration just a camera out the engineers window and snow and tracks and trees….most goddamn boring crap I have ever seen…after 20 minutes I considered suicide to relieve the boredom…LOL
    Have a good day and I will see ya later….chuq

    • LOL! That’s why actually traveling is better than documentaries… at least you could jump off the train… For boredom (which I refuse to acknowledge, as it implies I’m tired of my own thoughts…) I turn to You Tube, for Betty Boop, or old Audrey Hepburn movies… Father Goose is always good, too, or some such post-war feel-good crap, like Operation Petticoat… You Tube has become the repository for much of mankind’s legacy of literary/movie/music history… amazing what has been uploaded…

      I’ll be by; been walking a lot, reading, & not surfing much, but, now, I’m tired & just want to stay in & catch up… See ya…

      gigoid

  2. WeLL.. Hello gigoid..
    top of a new sTAr
    yEAR to yA.. YaH..
    as we
    traverse
    the pLanet
    eARth once
    more toward Spring
    and Equinox saMe but
    after a week more of close
    to 80 degree F weather in the
    LA.. Lower Alabama Panhandle
    of Red
    State
    Florida..
    hehe.. it feels
    a little bit like Luke
    heLL Freezing over hot
    hehe.. hmm.. so yes.. as
    promised climate change is here..;)

    “True merit, like a river, the deeper it is, the less noise it makes.”

    ~~ Lord Halifax (1633-1695) ~~

    Ah.. yes
    A place
    that rice
    paper does not break
    with feet below 233Lbs or so..
    it’s hilarioUs as that requires
    no standard
    iQ aT
    aLL
    left foot
    right foot
    balance
    as cAlm
    as the Hurricane
    eYe ready to strike
    floods and winds too..
    loud aS Such too but
    quiet for NOW too..
    deep
    deep
    down
    iNsiDe aLL iS cALm..
    even when Thunder
    and ‘LighTeNiNG
    DanceS
    And
    SingS..;)

    “Human language is like a cracked kettle
    on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to,
    when all the time we are longing to move the stars to pity.”

    ~~ Gustave Flaubert ~~

    We are stars
    at essence
    no
    pity
    iN ThaT
    And no disGrace..
    No SiN aS STAr duST saMe..
    suRe.. i’LL
    DancE
    And SinG
    to seNtient
    plUs as MoRE
    StAR NoW2..:)

    “Doing it the hard way is always easier.”

    ~~ Murphy’s Paradox ~~

    SuRe..
    witH
    A Soft tOuch..;)

    “I am as a weed
    Flung from the rock, on Ocean’s foam to sail
    Where’er the surge may sweep, the tempest’s breath prevail.

    ~~ Lord Byron — Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 2 ~~

    SMiLes..
    i enter
    tempest
    by way
    iN
    eYe of
    Storm diSarming
    WiNds aM i iN tHeRe..;)

    “What is a weed?
    A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.”

    ~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

    Holy and
    Sacred
    Weeds..
    Holy
    and
    Sacred
    Rest oF aLL..:)

    “Treat people as if they were what they ought to be,
    and you help them to become what they are capable of being.”

    ~~ Johann Wolfgan von Goethe ~~

    Treat
    people
    as Free..
    And free onesElF..:)

    “For when I was a babe and wept and slept, Time crept.
    When I was a boy and laughed and talked, Time walked.
    Then when the years saw me a man, Time run.
    But as I older grew, Time flew.”

    ~~ Guy Pentreath ~~

    i esCaped
    tiMe and aLL
    of thaT Now
    Is All i’MFReED..:)

    And in the end
    the love you take
    is equal to the love you make.”

    ~~ The Beatles, The last lyric of their last song ~~

    ConsideRinG i can’t find ‘that’ original song on
    YouTube as much as i Love the songs
    of the old Beatles.. i have a hard
    time now believing the New
    Beatles and
    the corporate
    entities that
    support those
    old Beatles
    mean this now..
    Love is Free only when FReED..
    Love is Shared and Given onLY
    When Given and Shared for Free..
    And that my friEnd is why you WiLL never see
    a copyright on anything i do or a dollar sign of evil attached..
    FucK
    Money..
    FucK Fame..
    FucK Fortune..
    Share
    And
    Give Love
    All Free.. Be A Beatle
    wiTh FucKinG Love Balls.. hEhe..
    even iF one IS A Homeless dude on
    the street corner like the Jesus oF oLd
    Jerusalem BloWinG FucKinG Kisses iN WiN..:)

    Homer: “Marge, is this a happy ending or a sad ending?”

    Marge: “It’s an ending. That’s enough.”

    ~~ The Simpsons ~~

    Love Equals
    Happy for FReED
    At lEast for mE.. heHeX2..;)

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