Deft, or daft? You decide….

Ffolkes,

“Virtue is its own reward.”

~~ John Dryden ~~

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The Look….

Hajime….

“It is not necessary to light a candle to the sun.”

~~ Algernon Sidney — Discourses on Government, Chap. ii, Sect. xxiii ~~

Though I managed to finish this Pearl yesterday, between my walking & playing in the BBR, and listening to music, I find myself somewhat lacking in ideas this morning to introduce it. Originally, I’d intended to write a short, pithy discourse using the above quote as a springboard. That fell by the wayside when I gazed at it this morning, & found I had nothing I wish to relate, either on the idea of government, or lighting candles, even metaphoric ones. So, with that elegant opportunity wasted, I move now to a more efficient, if less elegant technique, so I can get it posted in a relatively timely fashion.

Even this is sounding rather stilted, formal, & not at all what I had in mind when I began. Rather than try to make it into something it is not, I’ll just use my experience at blog manipulation to move us down the page, to where the material is distracting enough to make us all forget we ever had anything else in mind. To do that is a fairly simple task, for we can utilize old #4, which has earned its place as our default escape tool over time. It’s actually pretty cool, as long as you hang on to something….

Shall we Pearl?….

Beverly: “We will start with the assumption that I am *not* crazy.”

~~ “Remember Me”, Stardate unknown ~~

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Ray LaMontagne

Image from Billboard.com via Google Images

I only recently discovered this artist’s music, though, apparently, I’ve been listening to it for years, on the air waves. Perhaps it is me, but, I often hear music while I’m out and about, or riding in someone’s car, music I enjoy listening to, but have no clue as to the artist’s name. After a number of years of hearing a certain voice, I’ll ask, or discover the artist’s name; I then have a chance to explore their work to see if they’re someone I’ll listen to more, or even procure it for my personal use via purchase or download. This man’s work has been on that edge of my awareness for a long time now, & I am very pleased to have discovered him, and, with him, an entire genre of modern music of which I’d been unfamiliar. I hope you enjoy him as much as I find I do….Abondanza!….

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Blue chameleon

It’s hot today, with chances of pain & rain.
So it says on the news.
Guess there’s nothing to do again
unless it’s sing the blues.

The blues are gettin’ old, though.
So I say, & I should know.
I been singin’ the bloody songs, y’know?
For what seems a long row to hoe.

S’pose it could get better someday.
I’ve heard that tune before.
Always seemed out of tune anyway;
I ain’t waitin’ any more.

Bang those drums & kick the cans.
May as well raise some hell.
Clang together some old pots & pans;
It hides the little voices so well.

Never worry, don’t you fear at all.
We’ve got certificates of note.
Bureaucratic protections, officially small.
Non carborundum illegitimi, he wrote.

Time, and circumstance, wrote me today.
It came in the daily mail from home.
It said I shouldn’t write unless I say
you’ll be charged for the distance you roam.

~~ gigoid ~~

5/28/2016

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Naked Pearls

Notes on being human….

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“Wherever you come near the human race
there’s layers and layers of nonsense.”

~~ Thornton Wilder, Our Town ~~

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“Nothing is so easy as to deceive one’s self,
for what we wish, that we readily believe.”

~~ Demosthenes ~~

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“Thinking, understanding, reasoning, willing, call not these Soul!
They are its actions, but they are not its essence.”

~~ Akhenaton? (c. B.C. 1375) ~~

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“Every extension of knowledge arises
from making the conscious the unconscious.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

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“Those oft are stratagems which errors seem,
Nor is it Homer nods, but we that dream.”

~~ Alexander Pope — Essay on Criticism, Part i, Line 177 ~~

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“We are the hurdles we leap to be ourselves.”

~~ Michael McClure ~~

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“Sherlock Holmes observed that once you have eliminated the impossible,
then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the answer.
I, however, do not like to eliminate the impossible.”

~~ Douglas Adams, “Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency” ~~

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It’s done, & though I’m not sure exactly how that happened, I’ll take it. I’ll also disdain any further folderol (love that word), & merely bid thee adieu until we meet again. That should only take a day or two, as I’m starting to find a balance I haven’t enjoyed in very long time. To provide my Gentle Readers with the opportunity to experience the same, I’ll just say, see ya, & leave it at that…. See ya….

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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Funk-o-matic accessories are on aisle seven….

Ffolkes,

I’m afraid I didn’t get the Pearl for today done…. again. I’m having too much fun playing in the BBR & listening to esoteric music. Also, it’s payday, for me & the rest of the retired seniors from state service, & I need a LOT of supplies, having spent the last 10 days sans cash. What I do have is this old Pearl, from 2015, with a bunch of pertinent ranting, along with a pile of great pearls. There’s also one of my best poems, written during my time in hell a couple years ago. I hope you enjoy it, & I promise to do my best to finish off the latest version of what I do here. I guess, these days, I should say, what I do here WHEN I do it. In any case, please accept this offering, & have some patience with me…. I’m still pretty crazy, in the final analysis, & need some slack. If that’s not possible, oh, well…. So be it. I’ll be back as soon as I can find the wherewithal… Until then, be well, & happy as you may be….

Take care, & stay strange…. it may not seem like it, but, it really does keep the worst of it all at bay….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“Belief is not the beginning but the end of all knowledge.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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Picture Stolen from Linda Vernon

https://lindavernon.wordpress.com/2015/02/02/confessions-of-a-new-age-failure/#comment-24530


Yesterday, I was treated to a perfectly graphic demonstration of how today’s world works, in this modern world of digital communications, through the influence of our old friends, the National Security Agency. Oh, no worries; they aren’t quite convinced yet of the degree of danger I represent, so, they didn’t personally tip their hand. But, the casual disregard for privacy, in communication across then internet especially which the political pundits in this country display all too often was brought to my door in quite graphic fashion…. Allow me to elucidate….

As I was dealing with some stress and a great deal of arthritic pain, with a side dish of Tardive Dyskinesia, (all hail the mighty Kaiser, thank you very much!), by pacing the house and ranting…

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The sign said it would float….

Ffolkes,

No fresh Pearls to be found here today, I’m afraid; I spent way too much time playing…. Oh, well, so be it. Here’s a travelogue Pearl, posted from a ship somewhere off the coast of Scotland in 2013. It got some good traffic, but, I like it so much, I’m reposting it today, just so I can look at the pictures, & reminisce about the trip…. I’ll do my best to have a fresh post tomorrow, but, y’all know how predicting the future goes, eh? Y’all be well, & stay odd; it’s better than even, though I can’t prove it…. You’ll have to trust me, which is good, as I am as odd as it gets….

See ya

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
    Greetings to you, from somewhere on the open sea…. We left Greenock, Scotland, the port town of Glasgow city proper, last night about two hours before sunset, and have been cruising the open sea in a generally north-eastern direction ever since. Normally, I get seasick on the deep waters of our dear planets oceans, but so far today I seem to have acclimated to the motion, at least enough that this morning’s coffee has stayed where I put it, internally speaking. This is a good thing, because, having experienced the condition previously, I can vouch for the fact that it is NOT any fun….

    Since I’m not sick, it should be a nice relaxing day, and I’ll try to get some actual writing done, after I post the pictures from yesterday. I didn’t expect to spend a lot of time on shore, but the walk into town…

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No worries, mate. It’s been plugged….

Ffolkes,

I’m not here; this is just an illusion. Nor will I be here today; it’s Indian Summer here in Northern California, with temps in the low nineties coupled with deep blue skies & I’m going out to wander walkabout with my camera, & maybe even my guitar…. Here’s a pretty good older Pearl, with my grandaughter’s first pix, one of my favorite poems of mine, and some fine pearls. Oh, and a great old TV show to watch, too… I’ll be back, with new pix, and, maybe even some new thoughts… never can tell what might happen, can ya? Y’all be well, & stay strangely alert; trust me, it’s important….

gigoid, the dubious

😎

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Ffolkes,

“Life without the courage for death is slavery.”

~~ Seneca ~~

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    Since this will be, possibly, the latest Pearl ever, I see little point in worrying overmuch about this intro. The cat in the picture will be sufficient, I believe, to get us down the page; who doesn’t like cats? (Well, we know there are SOME who don’t, but, we consider them to be sub-humans, who wouldn’t be reading this anyway….) Pair it up with a quote with the power of Seneca’s statement, and, you’ve got something…. I’ll leave it as an exercise for the Gentle Reader to ascertain what that something may be….

Me, I’m going to meander on down to the next section, & pick out a video for us all to watch, or listen to, as we finish the rest of this mess today…. Me, while I type, and, y’all, as you read and ponder…

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Dancing with infinite patience….

Ffolkes,

“Study the past if you would divine the future.”

~~ Confucius (B.C. 551-479) ~~

oops again

Is that supposed to be down there?….

Hajime…. What we have here, is a failure to cogitate. Yes, I know that’s mostly a stolen line, but, who cares? ‘Twas a great movie, & a better line, so, it’s fair game, for any poet or writer in need of it. It says so, right here…. or, maybe it was over there. Anyway, I’m using it, if only because it perfectly describes this morning’s progress so far. The Pearl I’ve cobbled together was half-done when I arose, & I fiddled around for much too long, waffling about finishing it, or blowing off another day here on ECR. The result of my waffling will become apparent, the further down the page you proceed…. Yes, you can blame me, though your blame won’t hurt a bit, for, quite frankly, I can’t find it in me to care, at all…

If that sound fatalistic, so be it. I’m in a mood, & don’t fell at all compelled to get out of it. Sometimes, it does a body good to NOT care, you know, & today, it’s definitely going to be a big part of the day’s program. That being said, I’ll add, it’s no doubt a good thing I have no plans to go out into the public, where my mood would most certainly contribute to the overall level of chaos already so well known to us all in today’s world. If I do, the odds are too high for conflict, & though I’m in the perfect state to deal with such, it’s best for us all if I refrain. So, I’ll stay home, & try not to take it out on my neighbors….

In fact, I’ve managed to work myself into a state in which strong emotions are bubbling, just below the surface of my consciousness; I can feel them waiting, hoping to find a release point, a chink in my armor, which would allow it all to come out, in a gigantic explosion of rage & anger…. At this point, I can’t say where it came from, but, I can say it’s probably for the best if I spend the day figuring out how to keep it from happening. It’s happened in the past, & the results are always negative, to put it mildly. Better for all if I keep it all to myself, I think….

So be it. This is, essentially, done, so, I’ll get on with finishing & posting it, & begin my self-imposed diurnal exile, where I, and the world at large, will find a better solution than any I might otherwise attempt…. Why don’t I quit fussing, & get to that?….

Shall we Pearl?….

“The best years of your life
are the ones in which you decide
your problems are your own.
You do not blame them on your mother,
the ecology, or the president.
You realize that you control your own destiny.”

~~ Albert Ellis ~~

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There is always more music to find & share on You Tube; I’ve come to believe a great deal of the greatest treasure of mankind is now on You Tube, where one may search for, and usually find, virtually any artist or group of artists, playing much of history’s finest compositions, as well as just about any sort of modern music one wishes to hear. For today, I’ve merely included some of the best classical music, which has already stood the test of time…. Enjoy, ffolkes; it’s our legacy….

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“Gli arcobaleni d’altri mondi
hanno colori che non so.
Ma lungo i fiumi d’altri mondi
nascono fiori che non ho.”

[The rainbows of other worlds
have colors I don’t know.
But along the rivers of other worlds
flowers are born that I don’t have.]

~~ Fabrizio De Andre ~~

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Illusory Time

Viewed from askance, the river is long;
deep, uncompromisingly intent, swift and strong.
In duality, perception creates our only reality;
such faux metaphoric paradox enforces mutability.

By two we perceive, both zero, and one;
digital, binary, on or off, such fun.
Separate, melded, we exist, knowing not what we know
ego, striving to be solitary, looking above, seeing below.

Furiously asleep, cultural anomaly claims a victim of choice;
validly unconscious, nobody speaks, nary a voice.
Potential escapees stir in dreams, fighting to wake,
until taking the wheel, for their own bloody sake.

Pots boil in due time, when the fire’s hot,
time exists to our advantage; or, not.
The solitary warrior, head bent in pain,
fights on, with, or without gain.

Night fell, day after day it persisted;
of those who knew, none showed any care, or resisted
Angels, ministers, none had any defense, nor grace;
all that remains is a face.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/22/2016

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Naked Pearls

Subtle Notes on Process & Program….

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“We turn not older with years, but newer every day.”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

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“The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled.”

~~ Plutarch ~~

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“Doing it the hard way is always easier.”

~~ Murphy’s Paradox ~~

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“We live as we dream. Alone.”

~~ Joseph Conrad ~~

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“Do not eat your heart.”

~~ Pythagoras ~~

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“Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns.
I am thankful thorns have roses.”

~~ Alphonse Karr ~~

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“When the night has been too lonely,
and the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,

Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love,
in the spring becomes The Rose.”

~~ Amanda McBroom, “The Rose” ~~

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Having thus completed the necessary tasks, I declare this Pearl done. To avoid any potentially unpleasant aftereffects, I’ll also declare it ready for posting, which allows me to do just that. I’ll get to that with no further self-abuse, too. See y’all in the relatively near future, should I successfully navigate the time which separates us from now to then…. I’m off to find my equilibrium, if it is there to be found….

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….


					

A bond of legacy weighs heavily….

Ffolkes,

Since I spent much of yesterday walking (over 3 miles in one fell swoop!), or recovering from it, there’s no fresh Pearl for today. However, in checking the suggestions below yesterday’s post, I found this one, from 2012, with some of the best ranting I’ve done. There are a lot of fine pearls, and some rather pointed, yet elegantly bruising discussion, sure to tickle those neurons. I hope you enjoy it as much as I will enjoy today’s outing…. I’ll try to get one done for tomorrow, but, we’ll see how well the BBR cooperates with that before committing to anything resembling a stone tablet. For now, just be well, & happy as you may be…. As I am fond of saying, that’s all you can do, which is, in the final analysis, all you can do…. See ya soon….

gigoid, the dubious

😎

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Ffolkes,
The following is a post I wrote for a site called GoodBlogs, for this holiday in 2010. You may note that a couple of the pearls were used again recently…. but they remain valid…. and this goes to show that on the subject of patriotism, my viewpoint hasn’t changed in the last couple of years; in fact it is even more pronounced now…. Abondanza!…..

Musings of an Independent Nature

Independence Day is one of the few holidays I respect, since it was not created merely to stimulate the economy, as were many of the  modern days on the calendar that we are told are “special”.  As such, I’d like to pay it the honor of recognition.

In doing so, today’s group of pearls will walk a very dangerous line, as they deal primarily with two subjects that are often unwise to discuss (especially together), i.e. politics and religion. It…

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Distant signs of wonder….

Ffolkes,

“All nature is but art unknown to thee.”

~~ Alexander Pope ~~

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Peeking Beauty….

Hajime…. Today’s post is a testament to the power of either my sense of duty, or, OCD take your pick. Having mentioned in yesterday’s re-blog I would post today, I am caught, by my own rather compelling need to live up to my words. I’m not particularly interested in knowing wherefrom the impulse may have arisen, but, there ’tis, in all its intense glory. So, I’ve cobbled this Pearl together, almost literally out of thin air, in order to live up to my statement, ill-advised though it may have been. I’m a Bozo, to be sure, but, an honest Bozo, and can be trusted to live up to my own word, if naught else. Sarge wouldn’t like it if I didn’t….

Life of late has been full; it’s strange, in many ways, to experience the aging process while my mind still feels young & strong. In many ways, getting old resembles the experience of being young, for I am continually learning new paradigms under which I must live, if I am to live with any elegance (a deliberately chosen word, I would add; I decided long ago Life should be approached as if we were creating a fine work of art, to embody the grace we seek to include in our living, to match the implacable grandeur so amply displayed by Nature and the Universe…..). Achieving any significant degree of such elegance, I find, becomes not harder, but, more involved & complex, as we grow older. We know HOW to do most things, but, in ways that assume a certain degree of physical capability no longer available to our aging bodies; our task thus becomes the process of learning HOW all over again….

I suppose that all sounds a bit convoluted, but, it is nonetheless the case. Rather than spend any more time trying to explain the Why of it, I’ll just get on with the show, just as if it made any difference in the overall scheme of things. Besides, the weather today is looking rather fine, & the wide world is calling me to take my camera, & go find some beauty to record, so it can be shared. It’s not a grand plan, but, ’tis my own; this process, though still necessary, has become a secondary impulse, with the need to go walkabout assuming a primary importance, no less compelling than my need to maintain sanity. It’s all relative, ain’t it? On that true, if obscure note, I think I’ll flip this switch over here, which will take us abruptly to where we need to be….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Experience is not what happens to you.
It is what you do with what happens to you.”

~~ Aldous Huxley, in “Reader’s Digest”, 1956 ~~

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This weekend, specifically yesterday, was/is the yearly Playing For Change Day, during which musicians all over the world gather at street corners, in large venues, such as festivals, to play & sing for peace throughout the world. I hope y’all will consider taking part, as well as consider contributing to the cause, which helps children and communities in many countries come together to learn to play & sing, and to work together as people do best to make change in the world…. I hope you enjoy today’s selection, and that you enjoy taking part in humanity’s saving grace…. making music….

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Redemption Song

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Back in 2012, I had just applied to SS for my benefits, but, was still living in relative poverty until it arrived, with no chance or hope of being able to travel further than the nearest grocery store on payday. But, I dreamed of it all the time, particularly of going to Ireland, where I’ve been called ever since a child. I made it, eventually, and have been there twice now, with plans to go back as soon as I can figure it out. This poem explains my urges in this respect quite well, if with a bit of mild corn…. I hope you enjoy it….

Days and Nights of Eire

Comforting, a dream creeps oft into my mind
On the elven hills of Eire lives the vision I find.
Elegant, gracious, everlastingly draped in beauty
Just payment of simple homage lives as joyous duty.

Fairies and druids walk abroad in ghostly parade
Gracing each hearth with its own welcoming shade.
Castles and heroes yet live in tale and song
Proving love for the land in each heart strong.

From cold of winter into glorious young spring
Brown, and gray, to emerald green songs to sing
Soft rains always follow winter’s great tempest
Eire dons its emerald coat from east to west.

Old and strong, connections call out in dreams
Nothing that was known remains as it seems.
Immersion in ancient runes and battle hymns
Offering sanity in place of grievous whims.

Time and place can tell a much different tale
Judgment should never be a final sale.
Yet something solid and real calls me to go see
Where dreams of loving beauty may actually be….

~~ gigoid ~~

11/3/2012

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Naked Pearls

“I find your faith in reality rather amusing….”

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“If you really knew me,
you would know that all your assumptions are wrong.”

~~ Ann Muir Thomas ~~

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“Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.”

~~ Alexander Pope — Epilogue to the Satires, Dialogue i, Line 136 ~~

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“Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Learn as if you were to live forever.”

~~ Mohandas K. Gandhi ~~

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“Integrity is when
what you say,
what you do,
what you think,
and who you ARE
all come from the same place.”

~~ Madelyn Griffith-Haynie ~~

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“Dignity does not consist in possessing honors, but in deserving them.”

~~ Aristotle (384-322BC) ~~

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“It is impossible for a man to be cheated by anyone but himself.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Look back on time with kindly eyes,
He doubtless did his best;
How softly sinks his trembling son
In human nature’s west!”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

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“For the Snark was a Boojum, you see.”

~~ Lewis Carroll ~~

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“All I kin say is
when you finds yo’self wanderin’ in a peach orchard,
ya don’t go lookin’ for rutabagas.”

~~ Kingfish ~~

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Well, ffolkes, there you have it. I’ll be back in a day or two, hopefully having finished the half-done poem still in the process of leaking out of my head. If it continues to dribble, I’ll think of something. In the meantime, I suggest y’all be all you can be, even if you’ve never been in the army. Probably better if you haven’t, I should think, though no more or less of a lesson. In any case, I’m outta here, and so are you. Be well, & be 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.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

dozer3

À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

Working in from the outer edge…..

Ffolkes,

Since I blew yesterday right off the map, I’m posting this older Pearl today, as sublimation for my rudeness, er, absence. However I justify it to myself, it’s necessary for my relatively small degree of sanity to at least make an effort. Yes, it IS self-indulgent, but, it’s also self-enhancing, if only for the moment. What else, really, do we have but the NOW? I’ll get a Pearl done today, & post a fresh mess tomorrow, if all goes as planned…. Of course, we all know about “the best laid plans’ when it comes to human endeavor, I’m sure…. Just consider that your personal get-out-of-jail card, & pay no attention to whatever else you might see or hear to the contrary….

Hmm… Yes, that’s sufficiently obscure; if anyone can pull any sense out of it, they’re welcome to it. Me, I’m going to go look for some pictures to take today, in between bouts of cudgeling my subconscious to let go of the poem it’s been percolating… it’s GOT to be done by now. In any case, I’m outta here for now, & will see y’all down the road a piece.

Take care, & be strange, if not alert….

gigoid, the dubious, on the fly….

😎

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Ffolkes,
“You tell Bupkes, either he’s there at six o’clock, in full clown regalia, nose and bicycle horn included, or I’m calling the guild, and he’ll never work another Mardi Gras in this town!” Everard Cross, who consistently won the neighborhood grouch award because he believed in living up to his name, growled his threat to the wife of Bupkes the Clown into the phone, then slammed it down hard enough to bounce.

At the top of his voice, he yelled out, “Honey, get me the Guildmaster on the phone; I need to roast a clown.” Picking up his well-chewed cigar from the ashtray, he chomped down on it and chewed. while he gazed with naturally beady eyes across the desk at his next victim, er, client…. “I hate clowns…” he thought, as he gazed at yet another smiling face surrounded by red curls, and the biggest red nose he’d…

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Three platters of the Gorgonzola Nuggets, please, with extra irony….

Ffolkes,

A fresh Pearl isn’t in the works for today, as I spent much of yesterday, after posting, either walking, or sleeping…. both of which felt good. To sublimate the remaining dregs of the urge to post, here is a rather good Pearl, complete with a rant about lawyers from 2012, a great poem from Sylvia Plath, and a damn fine old-school pearl. I hope you enjoy it as much as I’m enjoying my hiatus…. I’ll be back with a fresh Pearl in a day or two; in the meantime, y’all know what you have to do…. so, I’ll refrain from issuing any reminders. Be well, be happy as you may, & stay alert…. all the usual caveats still apply.

See ya…

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“I take a simple view of life: keep your eyes open and get on with it.”

~~ Laurence Olivier ~~

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Pluto as seen from Charon

Artist Ron Miller’s Images of Pluto and its Moons

http://gizmodo.com/stunning-pluto-art-makes-me-want-to-hike-the-norgay-mon-1718832094


Good morning…. While perusing more old Pearls, I found the following in an opening section…. It’s pretty cool, so, let’s start the day the same way we did in February of 2012….

Patterns of light, both bright and fearful chase each other madly ’round and ’round, mad peals of laughter shrieking through the cool night air. Ghostly figures of unheralded regrets vie for position closer to the oddly shaped harpsichord in the foyer, while the thief of lost hope and hsi cohorts silently steal away. As the outer walls grow nearer, madness fades, and the silent myrmidons forge ahead, further into the day, further from the night’s insanity, until reality assumes a more familiar…

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Insignificant dreaming….

Ffolkes,

“A chief event of life is the day
in which we have encountered a mind that startles us.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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Monument for the Exodus, Galway, Ireland

Hajime…. The simple truth is, I’m becoming a reclusive hermit. From all I can determine, the world at large, in this country especially, has gone stark, raving mad, & I find the most satisfying way to deal with it to be to ignore it, and most of the people in it, as far as possible. I stopped watching TV several years ago; the only time I see what’s on is during my occasional trips to a lounge, on those relatively rare occasions I want to sip a nightcap & socialize to some degree with those others who retreat from the madness. Other than that, my socialization is limited to interacting with my familiar, who remains an enigma, like any Siamese cat, and to conversations with a few people over the internet, via email or comments on a blog. The only ranting I do these days is confined to those comment sections, which seems to be enough to assuage the urge to do so at all….

Perhaps the failure to connect is with me; I can’t seem to bring myself to care much. The more I ignore the world, the more satisfying Life seems; whenever I try to deal with some part of it, I am presented with ample evidence of the depths of insanity to which human culture has plumbed. In my defense, I’ll note I keep trying, interacting with all I meet, and, to be honest, I meet a lot of fine people, who, if they were not so deeply buried in odd misconceptions, which they possess due to the sheer weight of misinformation they’ve been taught all their lives, would otherwise be interesting. As it is, simply dealing with most of them becomes problematic, as their ignorance adds to the overall insanity so prevalent in every aspect of society, making it hard to elicit any sort of rational response from any of them.

You might think this makes me judgmental, but, I would say, no more so than anyone else human; we all judge, according to our own set of likes & dislikes. I like to think the standards by which I judge are loose, in terms of compassion & understanding compared to the average. I try to give people a lot of leeway, to be fair, and so I can honestly expect the same in return. Unfortunately, this is, apparently, too rational for most folks to deal with, making it even more problematic for me to connect with most humans on more than a surface level; when I get to know them more intimately, they too often turn to their ignorance, rather than their rationality, & I am, again, disappointed to find them unreachable by any rational means. SIGH…. silly humans.

I guess that all sounds like a complaint; it really isn’t. I guess I’m just saying I can only wish that I could find a small group of humans living in my vicinity who spent more time ‘thinking’, & less time ‘reacting’ to what goes on in the world. But, I’m old enough to realize I can’t make any changes in anyone else; I’m the only one I have any power to change. Since I’m already in the ongoing process of doing just that, I suppose I’ll have to be satisfied with that, & forget about making a lot of ‘acquaintances’. I’ll hold out for those with whom I can call ‘friends’. I have several of those, and family, and that will have to be sufficient….

For now, I suppose I should cease the meandering ramblings, & get this posted. The poem I was working on disappeared; I think I accidentally deleted it during a cut & pasting session, & can’t seem to find it in my head. So, I’ve used an older poem; the rest is fresh, & relevant as I can make it, given my less than compelling urge to get anything at all written for this blog. The good news, for me, is I am now up to more than two miles a day walking; I’ll be doing three to four in no time at all, at this rate. My increased stamina is matched by other positive signs of physical healing of some of the problems brought by aging; I’m fully regular, and my sleep habits are approaching normality, as I’m averaging 7-8 restful hours each night, with no problems in falling into sleep…. That, by the way, is a BIG improvement over the past five to ten years….

Hmm… I see I’ve rambled rather extensively, & it’s getting late; I suppose I should get this posted before I decide to blow it off for another day. I also suppose I’ve rambled so much, I should do so without any further delay. Here’s how that one works….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Even while a thing is in the act of coming into existence,
some part of it has already ceased to be.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius ~~

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Angelina Jordan

Image from YouTube.com via Google Images

A bit over three years ago, this young singer, then age 7, won the “Norway’s Got Talent” competition, singing a series of jazz/r&b/ballads of vintage distinction, covering artists such as Billie Holiday, Nina Simone, Etta James, and others. She is now age 10, an internationally known artist; her YouTube page has received over 100 million views of her performance videos alone. She has appeared all over the world, on TV, in festivals, & can be considered, in my mind, one of the finest young talents to ever shine.

Her voice is incredibly rich, & not merely because of her tender age… She has a massive range, and her ‘feeling’ for the songs she chooses to sing is, simply, astounding; she is the living embodiment of an “old soul”.  The link under her name is for her You Tube channel; the embedded video is of her singing a version of “Feeling Good” in the style of Nina Simone… You’ll see why people all over the world listen to her sing, myself among them…. If you don’t like this, well, you really should think about widening your scope of interests…. (*smile*), because she is amazingly good; I think she is a living example of what makes us human….

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Angelina Jordan

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC1Pwa4nFvIPbtYVLcBGDpjA

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Unconscious prophecy….

In the semblance of Time described below,
Circumstance plays its part.
Though Fate has its say,
only the most elemental of emotional responses
could conceivably hold sway before the throne of Reason.

As the light of Illumination grows stronger,
Fear retreats, hidden in shadowed halls behind the stairs,
while Serenity fills hearts and minds.
Gladly, the people sleep, unwary, unaware,
t’will be long before they woke….

Dreams, unnaturally natural, gently haunt slumber,
of course; how else to wander from various to sundry?
Angelic demons vie, posing as professional guides,
while demonic angels simply watch, impassively laughing.
Eternity, of a sudden, seems to yawn.

Twice now, Forever has come, gone; ah, look!
It came back, a bit bedraggled, to be sure.
(A little whiny, too…)
Perhaps, shifting reality into dreams is not such
a bad idea, after all.

If Time stops, how will you know?

~~ gigoid ~~

12/12/2016

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Naked Pearls

“You are Here”….

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“I have an existential map.
It has ‘You are here’ written all over it.”

~~ Steven Wright ~~

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“If you want to know all about the sea,
you go and ask a sailor, or a marine biologist, or an oceanographer,
and they can tell you a lot about the sea.
But if you go and ask the sea itself, what does it say?
Grumble, grumble, swish swish.
It is too busy being itself
to know anything about itself.”

~~ Ursula K. LeGuin ~~

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“The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”

~~ Bertrand Russell ~~

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“If there is a sin against life,
it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as
in hoping for another life and
in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.”

~~ Albert Camus ~~

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Narim: What your mind doesn’t know, your heart fills in.
Carter: I don’t know what that means, exactly, but it’s beautiful.
Narim: Which is exactly what it means.

~~ from Stargate ~~

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“For him who has conquered the mind,
the mind is the best of friends;
but for one who has failed to do so,
his mind will be the greatest enemy.”

~~ Bhagavad Gita ~~

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It costs so much to be a full human being
that there are very few who have
the enlightenment or the courage to pay the price…
One must abandon altogether the search for security
and reach out to the risk of living with both arms…
One has to embrace the world like a lover…
One has to accept pain as a condition of existence…
One has to court doubt and darkness as the cost of knowing.
One needs a will stubborn in conflict,
but apt always to total acceptance
of every consequence of living and dying.”

~~ Morris L. West, “Shoes of the Fisherman” ~~

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I should think the five-plus paragraphs of blather found in the intro section would be enough for anyone’s taste, so, I’ll skip any more here at the end, in favor of getting posted before I lose the focus to do so. I hope you enjoyed today’s outburst, & that you’ll continue to drop in now & again to see what’s come up. I intend to continue my relative hiatus, but, can feel some stuff building up that will have to come out somewhere; it may as well be here. Until then, be well, be as happy as you may, and stay strange…. Trust me, life’s tastier that way…. See ya, ffolkes….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….