Ffolkes,
“For the Snark was a Boojum, you see.”
~~ Lewis Carroll ~~
Sonoma Valley, post-harvest in the west valley…
Hajime…. and good morning. Today is one of the few days to which I pay any particular attention, as it is the anniversary of my advent upon this planet. Yep, I’m 67 years old today, & happy to be so. Sadly, one of the disadvantages of achieving such a relatively advanced age has assumed prominence in my attention, with a physical issue that is annoying, as it precludes getting any writing done. Suffice it to say, I cannot sit for very long right now, without HAVING to change position to either upright, or supine. In short, sitting is NOT my friend right now, & I have yet to find a comfortable or efficient way to use my computer while standing, or lying down…. SIGH….
I said I’d post today, though, so, post I will. The only difference is, this short bit is all the time I have; I can’t continue, so, I’m going to post as quickly as possible, & go about dealing with the physical issue as best I may. You may ask, how will I do that? Trust me on this; you don’t want to know. In fact, just hang on, because we’re goin’ in hot again….
Shall we Pearl?….
“The hour is striking so close above me,
so clear and sharp,
that all my senses ring with it.
I feel it now: there’s a power in me
to grasp and give shape to my world.
I know that nothing has ever been real
without my beholding it.
All becoming has needed me.
My looking ripens things
and they come toward me, to meet and be met.”
~~ Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Book of Hours” ~~
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As I said, quick and simple. Here is a compilation I listen to often, as it is good for study, for contemplation, for reading…. It’s pretty versatile in allowing one to do good work, or relax, or whatever suits them…. Enjoy….
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Best of Mozart
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Confidentially Paranoid
Only when the bright sunlight of dreams draws nigh
can the dark glass of reality factor true value..
Destiny’s horses run in fear as time goes dry,
for grappling with fate in such traitorous venue.
In pallid costumes made of graven cast-off tales,
fallen angels and demons show the measure of faith.
No sad transactions should escape these well-marked trails,
no angry relatives cast insults to a sedentary wraith.
Meaning can always hide in literal cold intent,
yet show mere facets of honor to perishable youth.
Sincere contentions leave with sorrowful bent,
while bastardly arguments fill in poorly for the truth.
Gone are moments filled with florid blasts of rhyme
left to molder on the shoulders of unreasonable hope.
Only courage can save these measures of unspoken time
to gather new issues, powerfully broad, painful in scope.
~~ gigoid ~~
2/25/2015
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Naked Pearls
Remember….
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“Beauty is truth, truth beauty, –that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”
~~ John Keats, “Ode on a Grecian Urn”
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“There are no accidents whatsoever in the universe.”
~~ Baba Ram Dass ~~
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“Run, romp and play daily.”
~~ Things We Can Learn From Dogs ~~
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“If you love the sacred and despise the ordinary,
you are still bobbing in the ocean of delusion.”
~~ Lin-Chi ~~
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“Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future.
What might have been and what is all point to the same end,
that which is always present.”
~~ T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton” ~~
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“The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail.
Travel too fast and you miss all you are traveling for.”
~~ Louis L’Amour, “Ride the Dark Trail” ~~
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“And those who were seen dancing
were thought to be insane
by those who could not hear the music.”
~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~
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I can tell I’ve been sitting too long already, so, that, and this, is all you get, ffolkes. I’ll be back as soon as I can, & hopefully, I’ll still have a reader or two left…. Be well, & happy as you may be….
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
À bientôt, mon cherí….
gigoid 
“For the Snark was a Boojum, you see.”
~~ Lewis Carroll ~~
SMiLes.. Wisdom that stArts out with anything
Associated with Alice iN Wonderland IS A greaTest
Ink
Blot
Test Beauty to me..:)
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty, –that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”
~~ John Keats, “Ode on a Grecian Urn”
And true mileage varies depending on the Ink Blot Life Test..;)
“There are no accidents whatsoever in the universe.”
~~ Baba Ram Dass ~~
And there are also no words until
some creature invents them..
that should be common
sense of course
except
the fAct
that some
folks literally
turn God into words.. even
against tHeir own 10 Commandments..
but of course we are co-creators as Nature
LiVeS
as
US
Relatively
Free.. in other
words.. just proof
that we go more Free than
rules when co-Creating Free..:)
“Run, romp and play daily.”
~~ Things We Can Learn From Dogs ~~
Run is for flight and fight for Survive
Dance is for Thrive Play at least that’s what my
Joints
tell
me in
the Language of Pain.. as truly Pain makes me a Believer NoW iN Dance..;)
“If you love the sacred and despise the ordinary,
you are still bobbing in the ocean of delusion.”
~~ Lin-Chi ~~
Yes.. when all becomes a poetic prompt
for Dance and Sing all becomes Holy
and Sacred Full of Meaning
and Purpose
Mundane
of Grain
Sand
sAMe
aS ToWeRinG Mountains oF Human Made Love..:)
“Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future.
What might have been and what is all point to the same end,
that which is always present.”
~~ T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton” ~~
Could’a Would’a Should’a
BeeN NaH
JusT Do NoW iN Victory of Shoe Seller BriGht iN Do
Do..;)
“The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail.
Travel too fast and you miss all you are traveling for.”
~~ Louis L’Amour, “Ride the Dark Trail” ~~
Butt Be Careful oF YouR Holy and Sacred
Dance Steps oF SonG iN thE Woods FuLL
oF iT
As
Meaning
and Purpose
too for
it’s True
Nature
aS Bears Do ShiTetH iN thE FoResT too..;)
“And those who were seen dancing
were thought to be insane
by those who could not hear the music.”
~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~
More Specifically (Fred).. a Quadrillion
or so points of poTenTiaL Positive
Vibrations as Tonal Frequencies
in Cells from Head to Toe
from NeuroHormones
and NeuroChemicals
in those Bio-Electrical-
Chemical-Hormonal Reactions
aLonG WitH Sub Atomic Particles
aS Electrons and Photons we influence
by our very being observing and perceiving
now.. Resurrecting from Crucible Fire of Star
Death.. Gaseous duST retUrNing eVeNtuaLLy
aS Sentient StaR DuST PlUS uS.. NoW..
it’s True.. it is the best of times and
Even Heaven now for
those who
Direct
Actor
Orchestrate
A Symphony oF LiGHT
from Head to Toe in a Never
Ending Dance and Song of Life
that Feels and Senses even more
my friEnd.. so many points of liGht
A Quadrillion or so Science Aided
eYes see above as Stars Now
in GaLaxies and
UniVerse
WhOle not only are
we Stars.. we are mini-me Multi-
UniVerses now obServing Creation
as Co-Creators now.. in just a little
sliver of Heaven in a slice of Blue
Atmosphere of Organic Life
We Breathe Heaven
in and exhale
Heaven
out for those who
Breathe Love Greater NoW
in MoVinG ConNecTinG CreATinG
MoRe NoW thaN eVer BeFoRE.. iMaGiNaTioN
EmbRaced FruiTioN oF DreAMs and Truly aS even
Carl Sagan intiMates.. through.. the Movie ‘Contact’
LoVE iS thE ultiMate Capstone of the Pyramid oF aLL
that we feel and sense NoW as BeinG HUMaN Free too..
sMiLes.. mY FriEnd.. An Ocean oF Struggle worth one Drop oF
Love that Lasts EternAlly Forevernow.. and just to thiNk A Dance
of LiGht from DaRk and a Sound that Dance StaRts perHaps a Big
Bang then IS A SonG thaT continues LonG as uS NoW isReaL.. Better
yET to
Feel
and
Sense
all of this more
NoW iN LoVinG
Moving Connecting
Co-Creating ways more
than ever before NoW
for yes for those
who come
to thaT
ThiS
PLAce oF Inner
Human Dimension
Heaven is Real NoW..
No one so far has said it is
easy my FriEnd but it is real
as real as the eYes oF A LoVE
Child’s Face as Adult too..
True.. A Age
oF A
Child NoW iS
CoMinG BacK iN LiGHT
to replace what was once
Matriarchy and Patriarchy
For tHeRE is MoRE thaN EnougH
HUmans to Hold Hands toGeTHeR
ARouNd thE Globe.. So.. thE Child
WitHiN Lives From Birth to LiVE LoVE.
NoT aLL toGeTHeR
ComMon YeT
Neo
Children
coMe last as first NoW LoVE2..:)
Happy Birthday, Ned…
Don’t forget to blow out them there candles… They do tend to multiply, otherwise! 🙂
xoxoxo