Ffolkes,

“Every evil to which we do not succumb is a benefactor.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

Leelu in play mode, preparing to kill the shoe….

Hajime…. Good morrow, gentle reader. Prey, tell us how you are today; it helps us to determine the potential for disaster if we have some data with which to work. It can also provide sufficient reason to abandon the royal ‘we’, to which we often fall pray ourselves. (And, no, there are no spelling errors in the forgoing; they’re intentional….) Has it worked? Hard to tell, at this point, so, we’ll go on (nope, didn’t happen)….

I must ask for your forgiveness, and patience. Though I’ve managed to drop the ‘we’ so often innocently displayed, it is clear, to me, there isn’t much hope for elegance, nor any particular brilliance. Not this morning. I can’t say why that may be, for I awoke with a deep sense of, well, not confusion, but, perhaps, reluctance, especially at the idea of engaging in deep cogitative exercises. Not that I am particularly tired; I just can’t seem to summon up any enthusiasm toward the idea of thinking too hard. It may have to do with not having enough coffee on board yet; it could be merely a fleeting memory of former times. Or, most likely, I’m feeling lazy today; I have to confess, it’s happened before.

Generally, on such days, I’ll hide it behind some rather pointed nonsense; today, even that seems like too much effort. In fact, this all seems to be exhausting me prematurely. Though I’m fully aware such a reaction is merely another of my subconscious mind’s tricks to get its own way, it is nonetheless difficult to overcome, without expending more of the effort I don’t wish to employ. Go figure, eh? To head off any negative effects on what might show up below, I’ll cut this whole shebang short, with a bit of ruthless literary maneuvering, which, though actually proscribed for anyone with integrity, will work just fine for our purpose today, to just get on with it. Toward that end, here’s my best shot at doing just that….

Shall we Pearl?

A sense of humor keen enough to show a man his own absurdities
will keep him from the commission of all sins, or nearly all,
save those that are worth committing.”

~~ Samuel Butler ~~

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Image from crafthubs.com via Google Images

Recently, I watched this movie, as a means of taking my mind away from modern times. Though obviously filled to the brim with war propaganda, as well as a myriad of examples of the embedded sexism in human culture, it manages to keep one entertained during the entire movie, thanks to some excellent direction, editing, and some good acting (in spots…), the latter being a difficult task in such a light script. I enjoyed it, and, as long as you can get past the inherent flaws, so will y’all….

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Operation Petticoat

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Notes of process and program…

Poems, alas, don’t chase through my head,
bumping and pushing each other like brothers at dinner.
They’re more ripped out of my innards, instead.
Time and circumstance reveal no ultimate winner.

Simmering and bubbling near my unconscious mind
these maddening rhymes blind me sans glimmer.
Building until bursting as if to be dined and wined,
the remaining denizens appear much slimmer.

Fiery visions retain such glorious fatal dimension,
in retrospect, yet fail to leave a permanent scar,
until blessed, or cursed, with focused attention,
singing, crying, bleeding, fast as a movie star.

Pretty soon can’t be soon enough, she said
to a chameleon colored thief bathed in moonlight.
Fancy candles in stripes of blue, gold, and red
foster honest dreams in shades of white.

Passage to daylight is problematic, at best:
beastly ghosts of insomniacs cast no shadow.
Even judges with robes can pass the wrong test
while the rest of us go with what we know.

~~ gigoid ~~

1/13/2013

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Matched Pearls

Regarding ancient wisdom….

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“Kindness is more important than wisdom,
and the recognition of this is the beginning of wisdom.”

~~ Theodore Isaac Rubin ~~

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“Neither genius, fame, nor love show the greatness of the soul.
Only kindness can do that.”

~~ Jean Baptiste Henri Lacordaire ~~

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“Kindness in words creates confidence.
Kindness in thinking creates profoundness.
Kindness in giving creates love.”

~~ Lao-Tzu ~~

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“I value kindness to human beings first of all, and kindness to animals.
I don’t respect the law;
I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society
except that which makes the roads safer,
the beer stronger, the food cheaper,
and old men and women warmer in the winter, and happier in the summer.”

~~ Brendan Behan ~~

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“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”

~~ Aesop ~~

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“Practice random kindness and senseless acts of beauty.”

~~ Anne Herbert, Co-Evolution Quarterly, 1983 ~~

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“Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair,
but manifestations of strength and resolution.”

~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~

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“This is my simple religion.
There is no need for temples;
no need for complicated philosophy.
Our own brain, our own heart is our temple;
the philosophy is kindness.”

~~ The Dalai Lama ~~

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“What wisdom can you find that is greater than kindness?”

~~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau ~~

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Well, ffolkes, there you have it. A reluctantly honest intro, fun with history, an honest, if not brilliant poem, and a gorgeous necklace of excellent pearls, joined together in celebration of humanity’s saving grace (perhaps, its only grace….). I can’t say how it will affect others, but, I like it, so, that means we’re done. Oops, there’s that ‘we’ again. Oh, well, it can’t hurt too much now. To distract anyone from filing any charges, let’s do this the right way…. See ya, ffolkes; though the question of ‘when’ is still without clear answer, y’all may rest assured it won’t be long before I’m back to torment your tolerance once again…. Think about that, and be content. Meantime, be well, and happy as you may….

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.

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“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

À bientôt, mon cherí….