Alternative sublimation….

Ffolkes,

“Only, as long as we’re going insane, we might as well go the whole way.
A mere shred of sanity is of no value.”

~~ S. S. Van Dine ~~

famine memorial

Memorial for the victims & heroes of the Great Famine Exodus

Galway, Ireland

Hajime…. Opening with such a picture, when taken in the context of the quote preceding it, could, very easily, lead me into a very long rant. However, I seem to have burned off some of the built-in angst, generally so common to my persona, over the past six years of railing against the machine that passes for human society. For example, the truth of the Great Famine is, for the most part, ignored by most of the world, that truth being more shameful than most of humanity cares to contemplate; this alone could prompt at least five thousand harsh words from me, especially given my personal ties to Ireland. I’ll forgo any such rant, however, simply because I am weary of shouting into the wind, & having only a few people listen….

Ranting is also complicated, these days, by my basic inability to sit long enough to marshal the words necessary to produce a viable discussion; hard to think when one’s ass is constantly signaling its desire to get up & move, rather than submitting to gravity’s less than tender embrace. This brings out, naturally, my human tendency to allow expediency to influence our decision making process; in short, I won’t rant, simply because its too much trouble for little return. I suppose, in and of itself, that, too, is human.

It doesn’t make it any more comfortable to know this; it merely makes it tawdry, and pedestrian. Fortunately, memory is volitional, making it easy to deny the reality of any situation that challenges our morality…. Go figure, eh? No ranting is necessary to demonstrate; the act of NOT ranting, in this case, becomes an act of sublimation, designed simply to make us easier in our skin. Thus, our humanity, shameful as it may be, is verified.

Gosh…. That’s pretty much of a bummer, eh? Oh, well. I’d hoped to come up with something a bit more uplifting, but, such is life for us humans; we lift our eyes to the stars, only to have to stop to wipe our feet, having stepped in something unpleasant, from having our attention focused away from what is real. I suppose this is a pretty clear indicator of how our culture has gone so far off the rails, but, to dwell on that would, once again, lead us into the realm where ranting would become necessary, if only to keep from exploding from excessive irony…..

Since it’s way to early for that, why don’t we get on with the rest of today’s mess, before I stumble into a real rant…. We’ll do it this way, which seems to work out as well as anything else I’ve attempted over the years…. Watch your step, please; the sidewalk is rather bumpy….

Shall we Pearl?

“We shall never cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”

~~ T. S. Eliot~~

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playing-for-change

I arose later than usual, meaning we go with one of our default choices. Here is a relatively new cut from the organization, with an old country tune most of us know…. Enjoy! Then, go send them some money…. They’re doing good work….

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Playing For Change
Take Me Home, Country Roads

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Comedy_Tragedy

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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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

One path of many….

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“He should not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.”

~~ Elrond ~~

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“I have everything, yet have nothing;
and although I possess nothing, still of nothing am I in want.”

~~ Terence — Act ii, Sc. 2, 12, (243.) ~~

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“… denn da ist keine Stelle,
die dich nicht sieht. Du musst dein Leben andern.”
(“… for there is no place that does not see you.
You must change your life.”)

~~ Rainer Maria Rilke, “Archaic Torso of Apollo” ~~

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“My friend Data, you see things with the wonder of a child.
And that makes you more human than any of us.”

~~ Yar, “Skin of Evil”, stardate 41601.3 ~~

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“The problem with the future is that it keeps on becoming the present.”

~~ Calvin & Hobbes ~~

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“When in doubt, sing loud.”

~~ Robert Merrill ~~

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“For how much longer can I howl into this wind?”

~~ The Cure “A Thousand Hours” ~~

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Well, there you go…. I can’t say it’s the best Pearl ever, but, it ain’t bad, and will do for our purposes here today. I’ll be back, hopefully tomorrow, with more fresh, if strange, material. Ooh, there’s a cut, if I ever heard one. Ah, well, self-denigration is always a good technique; it makes people think you’re honest, if nothing else. Since I am honest, as humans go, I’ll just use this opportunity to say, thanks for dropping in, & I hope you’ve enjoyed our time together. We’ll do it again, soon…. Ta, for now….

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

Kowabunga!

À bientôt, mon cherí….

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One thought on “Alternative sublimation….

  1. HeLLo.. gigoid.. so nice to
    hEar you are doing better
    thEse days and i’LL see how far
    i can get in catching up on your
    current four as for as promised..
    yep..
    i’M
    Back
    aGaiN..
    as Arnold
    says too..;)

    “Only, as long as we’re going insane, we might as well go the whole way.
    A mere shred of sanity is of no value.”

    ~~ S. S. Van Dine ~~

    Nah..
    i’LL
    staY Super LiberaL..
    And ProgresSive..;)

    “We shall never cease from exploration
    And the end of all our exploring
    Will be to arrive where we started
    And know the place for the first time.”

    ~~ T. S. Eliot~~

    MoVinG.. CoNneCTinGNoW
    Co-CreaTinG
    DanCinG
    SinGinG
    EveR
    mOre NoW..
    no stARtinG
    or FiNiShinG
    DancE and SonG aLL..NoW

    “He should not vow to walk in the dark,
    who has not seen the nightfall.”

    ~~ Elrond ~~

    YeP..
    Nocebo
    eFFeCT isReaL..
    cHiLd
    oF KarMa
    dARk noW..:)

    “I have everything, yet have nothing;
    and although I possess nothing,
    still of nothing am I in want.”

    ~~ Terence — Act ii, Sc. 2, 12, (243.) ~~

    WiTh
    iN..:)

    “… denn da ist keine Stelle,
    die dich nicht sieht. Du musst dein Leben andern.”
    (“… for there is no place that does not see you.
    You must change your life.”)

    ~~ Rainer Maria Rilke, “Archaic Torso of Apollo” ~~

    No esCaPinG
    NaTuRe
    As NaTuRe hUman..:)

    “My friend Data, you see things with the wonder of a child.
    And that makes you more human than any of us.”

    ~~ Yar, “Skin of Evil”, stardate 41601.3 ~~

    DaTa
    HeARTs..:)

    “The problem with the future is
    that it keeps on becoming the present.”

    ~~ Calvin & Hobbes ~~

    FutUre
    hOld
    @
    HAnd..;)

    “When in doubt, sing loud.”

    ~~ Robert Merrill ~~

    M=E=M=E=L

    Music
    Equals
    Emotion
    Equals
    Moving
    Equals
    Energy
    Equals LiGht..:)

    “For how much longer can I howl into this wind?”

    ~~ The Cure “A Thousand Hours” ~~

    UnTiL one aLLone
    FlieS oN WiNd..NoW
    As WaTer oN Land..:)

    Now to two..Do..:)

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