A pale, galloping horse….

Ffolkes,

“It is the ability to choose which makes us human.”

~~ Madeleine L’Engle, “Walking on Water” ~~

Alaska Grand Adventure 004

Ketchikan, Alaska, pre-invasion…

Hajime…. The choices we make always seem to turn out differently than we expect, don’t they? Identifying & making those choices is a process we seldom consider in depth, yet, it is a process critically important, to who we are, and what we can expect from Life at Large. My own choices seem to be catching up to me, as physical conditions now assume a greater portion of my attention than I have heretofore had to give. It seems, in my youth and checkered past, some of my choices have led me to where I now am, physically, which, at the moment, is rather an uncertain position, more uncertain than ever before, which tends to decrease the available choices….

That’s a bit obscure, but, at the moment, there aren’t a lot of details I can, or will share, until there is more certain information to relate. Suffice it to say, I probably won’t be around here for a stretch of time; how long remains as uncertain as my own health. I’d like to be able to say when I might return, but, at this point, I don’t have enough information on that to make any reliable prediction. So, I’ll just say this for now. I don’t want to stop writing, but, the very act of doing so is contributing to the issue, so, it will need to be curtailed, to some degree, for an unknown time…. If anyone wishes more details, or has any interest in communicating beyond the usual commentary found here, my email is available in my profile, somewhere, as well as on the side bar of my home page, & I’ll be happy to answer any queries via that venue…

For now, I’m just going to bid thee all a temporary (hopefully) farewell, with the added hope that life continues to proceed along acceptable lines, for all of y’all… Me, I’m going to be following a rather strict regimen of cannabinoid consumption in large doses, to help me heal whatever is going on. It seems to work on everything we’ve tried it on, so, I’m hopeful it will do so for me. In the meantime, stay alert, & stay loose. It’s all going to change, and rapidly, starting soon, so, you’ll need all the chutzpah you can manage to display…. I’m outta here, for now….

Normally, at this point, I’d say “Shall we Pearl?”…. today, I’ll just say, see ya later, ffolkes

“You live and learn. Or, you don’t live long.”

~~ Lazarus Long ~~

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

dozer3

À bientôt, mon cherí….

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5 thoughts on “A pale, galloping horse….

  1. “Human behavior is incredibly pliable, plastic.”…have no idea who spouted this…LOL

    “Live to learn and learn to live”….me

    Have a great day and a better weekend my friend….chuq

  2. Oh Lord.. i forgot
    the Pearls.. gigoid..
    and yes..
    here
    they are..
    price FReED..;)

    “It is the ability to choose which makes us human.”

    ~~ Madeleine L’Engle, “Walking on Water” ~~

    And sAdly this same neo-cortical
    pARt of miNd/BoDy alLows
    us to
    choose
    dARk
    over
    liGht
    and insanely
    painful things if the
    social group in group
    think say let’s do ‘this’ now
    iF you wanna Stay (i.e.. FGM
    cultural Fe/male Genital Mutilation)
    yes.. A pARt of the group and historically
    have the benefit of shared subsistence..
    including shelter and mates.. Oh Lord.. the
    benefit of lifelong retirement.. hmm.. if that doesn’t
    go away too.. and the poTenTial to set one self free
    as
    an
    individual
    in a self-actualization
    that spells tRue WiLL now..
    Oh Lord.. Life.. an ink blot
    test and sure.. i hOld Friday WITH the
    13th.. Holy and Sacred and WiN liFE that way..;)

    “You live and learn. Or, you don’t live long.”

    ~~ Lazarus Long ~~

    And sAdly2 this means in areas
    where cRaP does mean survival..
    you learn to do crazy shit to survive..
    how ironic
    the life
    of
    social human animal
    is.. smArt is only relative
    to what one feels and senses in
    life and how insane iS it in even more
    countries to require a 20% discount on male members
    from
    birth..
    people don’t realize
    how important that
    is until they are stripped of the clothes
    of culture and finAlly live free.. as much as i love
    LiVinG in the United States in retirement years now that
    i do not have to fit the insane norm of being stuck in a windowless
    office doing mechanical cognition in personnel.. financial management..
    payroll.. Information Technolgy Support..eTc.. and eventually gaining a window
    then.. but additionally gaining an open door policy to assist everyone above me
    and at peer level and supervise everyone on the so-called ladder below me..
    30 to 130 or so folks depending on if my boss was away.. then..
    yes.. tHeRE is cultural
    insanity every
    wHeRE one
    lookS noW
    as humans
    are only humans
    when they are in tHeir
    element of what they
    are even F iN
    evolved
    to be
    namEly.. hands
    on and yes feet
    on and arms on and
    legs on moving connecting
    and creating human beings that
    face to face give and share for a forAge
    of life togEther and a group dance at the
    end of the resource hunt and gathering day
    in yes.. a naked moon lit campfire niGht that spells
    one word that DAnceSinGS T O G E T H E R we stand..
    divided
    we
    fALL..
    i DancE
    And SinG my
    FriEnd and i truly
    wish you could have
    had an escape from hell
    a little bit earlier.. but yes.. we
    do what we can my friEnd
    we live..
    we
    jusT
    live.. as
    that is what life
    does.. and the ultiMate
    lesSon my son taught me
    in ’97 as he struggled to live for
    51 days then in beyond adversity..
    we just live that’s what life does.. SurViVe..
    And iF aT aLL possible.. yes.. FucKinG Thrive..
    most of the rest of the planets.. we see at
    least.. are just cold and hot rocks..
    tHeRe are Flowers
    here FucKing
    make
    iT aLL
    tHeFlowER..
    FucK yes.. make
    THE FloWeR God.. the
    whoLe FucKinG EnChildA
    and Breathe iT aLL iN.. sMILes
    mY FriEnd.. it works for me and that
    pARt of culture as far as indigenous
    PANtheistic leaninG ones makes total FucKinG comMon
    sense.. for MaKinG this A Garden of Eden NoW over A
    F IN TruMpTowercoNcretejungle..
    with a God no one can see..
    or touch
    or
    smell
    or even
    FucKinG
    eat now like
    Bread and Water..
    without FucKinG
    paying for
    God..
    including
    a grain of
    FucKinG
    sand to
    live OwN..
    FucKinG
    Land Lord
    God owners noW..
    is most all that ShiT..
    is.. i free THE God iN me..
    and no longer pay a ‘price’ to live..
    So.. See ya when
    ya get
    back..
    iF ya
    do my FriEnd..
    iF not.. the pleasure
    has been at leasT aLL ‘miNe’..
    iN GiVinG shArinG waY aLL FReED..;)

    • Ah, Fred… no worries, mate. I’ll be back, eventually. And, I haven’t been avoiding, or boycotting your comments; just haven’t been up to keeping up. I haven’t been going to anyone’s sites as I usually do… But, I WILL be better, and will be back again. I’ll, no doubt, have to dive in now and then, to take the edge off my angst, at least… and I have no intention of losing track of those ffolkes I’ve become close to…. Besides, all my efforts are turned toward getting well enough, on ALL levels of my life, so I can travel when & where I wish to go, including Florida, where I have (now), at least 2 relatives, and a dancing fool to visit before too much longer passes, & travel becomes problematic for us all (count on it; times will be changing…)…

      Any who, you dance on, & I’ll be by, or in & out with comments, here and there….

      See ya, my friend….

      Love

      gigoid

      • Haha.. my friEnd.. gigoid.. i’Ve surely
        BeeN and sTiLL aM dancing my ass off
        (although the muscles are getting
        bigger.. hehe.. as photos indicate)..
        as well as writing my fingers on and
        on and word press is acting
        a little cooky as i didn’t get
        a notification of your
        comment
        here
        but never
        the less no problem
        friEnd.. i understand
        the trials and tribulations
        of life all too well and never
        expect anything out of life but
        to keep DanCinG and SinGinG
        no matter what so far so good
        it works for now and since now
        is all tHeRe is that’s enough mY friEnd..:)

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