Oblique references to uncommon platitudes….

Ffolkes,

“I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you- Nobody- Too?
Then there’s a pair of us?
Don’t tell! they’d advertise-you know!
How dreary-to be- Somebody!
How public-like a Frog-
To tell one’s name-the livelong June-
To an admiring Bog!”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

galway-arches

Galway’s Spanish Arch during football finals….

Hajime…. Good morrow, my sweet babaluches…. Today’s version of madness is brought to you courtesy of the (thus far) mostly free internet, as provided expensively by your local representative of corporate greed, and monitored for illegal immoral thoughts by your benevolent, and paranoid, representatives of governmental intrusion. Don’t worry, I’m not going to rant about all that, though I certainly could, if I so chose. However, I’m still working on one of those, which continues to grow beyond all hope of restraint. We’ll worry about that when it’s ready for posting; until then, I’ll keep such diatribes to a minimum, if only to save some space, some time, and some random electrons…..

Having thus dispensed what is most likely a surfeit of nonsense, in one quick paragraphical shot (yes, that’s a new word, I just coined, to the extreme displeasure of my spell-checker. I don’t believe it needs any explanation; if it does, well, too bad. You’ll have to figure it out on your own; I’m busy blathering….), I shall now go on to the next phase of creation, involving moves & techniques no self-respecting blogger/writer would think of sharing with the reading public. Why, I don’t know, unless it is to keep from pulling covers; me, I’m pretty naked, and don’t care. Moreover, it looks as if I’m not going to approach anything resembling sanity, or coherence, anytime soon, so, what the hell…. We’ll just go on to the next paragraph, & see what happens….

Well, here we are. Now what? I know, let’s go off on a tangent…. Perhaps not; I can’t find one that attracts, or gives any indication of seamless integration as a possibility. Hmm. This is a bit embarrassing; I thought such a random turn would present me with some alternatives to continuing along the already-forged pathway, but, it seems to be petering out before it actually got going. Oh, well, I suppose that’s what happens when I leave it to what passes around here for chance. Such is life, we are taught, but, that doesn’t make it any more palatable, or any less annoying, if only in jest. Besides, I think jesting is already a wash-out today…

Rather than belabor this point any further, I think I’ll just quit, & get on with the rest of today’s mess. I call it that simply because, by the time I’m done, that’s how it feels, no matter how it looks from the outside view. It’s tough for me to obtain such a view, since I’m pretty well stuck here on the inside, but, it sure would be nice to know ahead of time whether what I’ve done is worth the effort. Hmm, sort of a metaphor for Life at Large, isn’t it? As that is the case, even if only nominally, I’ll stop trying to make it better, switching, instead, to making it shorter. I know; this will do it. It always works, for me…. Y’all are on your own again….

Shall we Pearl?

“Cats, no less liquid than their shadows, offer no angles to the wind.”

~~ from ‘Cats’ by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond ~~

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cats-2/

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doors

Image from Pinterest via Google Images

Today I feel like a trip into the past, back to the days of my tender youth…. Well, okay; I WAS younger then…. Here is a band who played a big part in the lives of many of my contemporaries, and myself, for much longer than they were together as a group. I hope you enjoy today’s musical retrospective, as much as I shall….

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The Doors

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Comedy_Tragedy

Further Proof

No evidence exists, no rumored promise
of a guide on the path we seek.
Salient information lies hidden, seeking solace;
each possibility lost, no longer unique.

The past cascades through today, resolute;
finished and gone, by all reputable report.
Common failings decry any fever in the root,
as pillars of salt offer up little retort.

Longitude has latitude, one dimension to the next;
truth and lies, mirrored, transform on first exposure.
Born in chaos, living in change, by guile and pretext;
artful insanity, with no rational cure.

‘Tis no wonder, some do say now and then,
such creatures are doomed, by their own hand.
Cursed by the force of their very own ken,
until only the leaving seems very grand.

Perhaps, but, then, say those who doubt,
it’s all part of how it works, in fact.
We can’t know, really, what it’s all about
without completing the final act.

Is there any hurry?

~~ gigoid ~~

6/23/2016

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Naked Pearls

Words of note….

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“Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic,
capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.”

~~ Albus Dumbledore ~~

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“Never play a thing the same way twice.”

~~ Louis Armstrong ~~

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“A mistake is a lesson on its way to be learned!”

~~ Milton Berle ~~

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“If it takes a lot of words to say what you have in mind,
give it more thought.”

~~ Dennis Roth ~~

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“One cannot make an omelette without breaking eggs
— but it is amazing how many eggs one can break
without making a decent omelette.”

~~ Professor Charles P. Issawi ~~

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Why is the universe the way we see it?
If it had been any different, we would not be here!”

~~ Stephen Hawking ~~

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“It did not matter, after all.
He was only one man.
One man’s fate is not important.
If it is not, what is?
He could not endure those remembered words.”

~~ Ursula K. Le Guin, spoken by Gaverel Rocannon, Rocannon’s World ~~

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“You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die, or when.
You can only decide how you’re going to live now.”

~~ Joan Baez ~~

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“Professor! Is this all real?
Or, is it just happening inside my head?”

“Of course it’s happening inside your head, Harry!
Why should that mean that it’s not real?”

~~ Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter ~~

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Yes, I do love starting over at the close…. Having been compelled to spend some time acting as a cat-hammock, I lost the thread of where this missive intended to go/sew…. Not surprising, given my state of mind during much of the morning’s activities. In order to ascertain the proper tone for this ending note, I’ve been inadvertently compelled to, well, start over. Having done so has once again given me the impetus to finish, and a damn good thing, too. Why? Simple. I’m fresh out of BS; go figure, eh?

On that abruptly insensitive note, I shall bid thee adieu, so I can go lick my metaphorical self-inflicted wounds, & try this again tomorrow. So be it; gigoid has spoken…. About damn time, too. See ya, ffolkes; gotta go replenish my internal supplies of appropriately insane blather…. Try not to laugh, okay? Leelu gets upset at the noise….

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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10 thoughts on “Oblique references to uncommon platitudes….

  1. Paragraphical? I like it! And the Doors is a fine choice for the day…..I will be a hermit today…..it seems that I have a pain in the ass and need to excise it…LOL Have a day my friend….chuq

  2. WeLL.. been awhile gigoid..
    and anyWheRe IS A good
    place to start
    and what
    better
    place than
    now and an occupation
    as a cat hammock is also
    a best place to be in the now..
    as connection is what makes life
    worth living most even for a feral territorial
    animal who comes to suck the mother’s milk of love again…
    sUre.. with kitty biscuits too..
    yes.. that touchy
    feely warm
    and fuzzy
    stuff that
    science names
    as the cure of the
    social bonding neurohormone
    as oxytocin that kills the pain of the
    human soUL of HeARt as SpiRit reLease
    in comfort of life the most for those not addicted
    to adrenaline
    alone.. i
    suppose
    of course from
    thE Lit place iN dArk
    and liGht within.. anyWay..
    liFe goeS oN my friEnd best
    with a Loving hUman tOuch/FeeL/seNse thaT
    reFuses to be put out by A dArk of LiFe oF ‘Fore..cE…
    GOLden
    tOuch feeL
    to reLatE..:)

    “I’m Nobody! Who are you?
    Are you- Nobody- Too?
    Then there’s a pair of us?
    Don’t tell! they’d advertise-you know!
    How dreary-to be- Somebody!
    How public-like a Frog-
    To tell one’s name-the livelong June-
    To an admiring Bog!”

    ~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

    Communion with
    Nature..
    never
    a cost butt toAlly Free..:)

    “Cats, no less liquid than their shadows, offer no angles to the wind.”

    ~~ from ‘Cats’ by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond ~~

    “My Cat is a Tai Chi Master”..
    it must be True.. one
    can Google
    iT
    and see It
    has no skyscraper
    LabELs thaT tRump Free cLouds
    oF FliGht
    Float..:)

    “Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic,
    capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.”

    ~~ Albus Dumbledore ~~

    heHe..
    if no
    thing
    else.. i for
    one am proof words don’t run out
    and even proof that yes.. they run on..
    and words surELy hELped cure me at lEast..
    and the best thing oF aLL is an infinite number
    of new
    symbols
    can be
    created
    to relate more
    than what one does before..
    and as far as any poTenTial
    harm or butt hurt..
    online
    has
    a switch
    for off.. haha..;)

    “Never play a thing the same way twice.”

    ~~ Louis Armstrong ~~

    For me aT
    leASt2..
    Free verse essence over
    staGnate
    form..:)

    “A mistake is a lesson on its way to be learned!”

    ~~ Milton Berle ~~

    i ofTen find
    thE GreaTest
    art in mistakes
    as they are mostly free
    oF Form and full of essence more..:)

    “If it takes a lot of words to say what you have in mind,
    give it more thought.”

    ~~ Dennis Roth ~~

    Truth is..
    dARk or liGht..
    some minds are bigger
    than others and have more to say
    in short
    and
    long..
    and the
    smallest ones
    often say the most
    in
    no
    words
    aT aLL..
    Like ants
    who are relatively
    speaKing much stronger
    than humans butt the greatest
    feat oF aLL is how they work together
    with common objective Eusocial purpose to get
    the job
    done
    for survival..
    mostly importantly..
    BaLanCing wiTh the
    rest of Nature too..
    humans
    fAiL oN
    all counts now…
    iN big picture view
    oF survive foR All..
    sure.. i’M
    dancing
    singing
    to
    the choir..
    butt the Truth is as
    far as bigger picture view..
    heAR.. Ants are probably
    God of Nature’s favorite
    pArts here for all.. as whole..;)

    “One cannot make an omelette without breaking eggs
    — but it is amazing how many eggs one can break
    without making a decent omelette.”

    ~~ Professor Charles P. Issawi ~~

    Ugh.. yeah
    that thing cAlled
    the hUman coNdition
    all environmental aS Such..
    otherwise known as Modern Human Cultures..
    the curRent
    greaTEst
    virUs on eARTh..
    at lEast from Space view
    of Stars checking dOwn on
    StAR DuST SenTienT
    plUS..
    sTuFF uS..;)

    Why is the universe the way we see it?
    If it had been any different, we would not be here!”

    ~~ Stephen Hawking ~~

    Save A
    MiRAcle..
    why not..:)

    “It did not matter, after all.
    He was only one man.
    One man’s fate is not important.
    If it is not, what is?
    He could not endure those remembered words.”

    ~~ Ursula K. Le Guin, spoken by Gaverel Rocannon, Rocannon’s World ~~

    ButterFly
    WinGs
    count iN
    total effect
    and affect of Beauty..
    no different
    reAlly
    than
    A sMiLe oN
    A Down’s Child Face..:)

    “You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die, or when.
    You can only decide how you’re going to live now.”

    ~~ Joan Baez ~~

    i saT sTill
    LiVinG deATh liFe
    quiet..
    i dance
    i live
    i sing
    liFe Lives..
    Dance sings Dance..:)

    “Professor! Is this all real?
    Or, is it just happening inside my head?”

    “Of course it’s happening inside your head, Harry!
    Why should that mean that it’s not real?”

    ~~ Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter ~~

    So let it be
    written
    and
    Sung
    so leT iT Dance aS SonG..:)

    Nice to see you again
    gigoid.. alWays
    a pleaSure
    to come
    bacK
    aGaiN as promised..:)

  3. Tessimond cloaks his knowledge of women with the soft fur of felines. Quelle surprise?

    Nothing is cooler than your autistic six-year-old belting out ALL of the lyrics to a Doors song from the back seat… unless perhaps, it is a song by Ozzy or Pink Floyd.

    Artful insanity is the macabre dance society does to the dirge of its members.

    I am practicing commentus interruptus. Ciao! xxx

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