Ffolkes,

“To arrive at the simple is difficult.”

~~ Rashid Elisha ~~

San Francisco Skyline….

Hajime…. I blew off another day, as y’all probably noticed; this time, it was to recover from the task completed while gone, to wit: babysitting my granddaughter for a day. In truth, taking a day to recover is mandatory for me after that, so, I feel no guilt or angst over having done so. How you feel about it is both another issue, and, your own problem. Not to say I am unsympathetic; I simply don’t care. Hah!

Well, maybe I do, a little. But, not enough to try to go back to fix anything, or try to change the way you feel about it; I have enough trouble with my own feelings…. and if that isn’t pretty typical for us humans, I can’t say what is. Nor, in my aged wisdom, will I bother to try, either to explain, nor to justify. I’ll just do as we humans are pretty adept at, which is to ignore the whole issue, & try to act as if it never happened. It never works, but, we like to think it does, & generally act accordingly, to our everlasting regret….

All that being said, to what purpose we’ll probably never know, why don’t I just forgo any further BS & get this posted, before I lose my nerve, or reality intrudes with some message from Murphy’s minions? I don’t know about y’all, but, that certainly seems like our best bet to get posted in a timely fashion, always soothing to my OCD need to get it done by a certain time, which my subconscious has decided is the most efficacious method. I’ve never bothered to figure out why that time is so damn early, but, that’s okay. Knowing wouldn’t help anything in particular, so, rather than beat a moribund soft-hoofed ungulate, we’ll get on with it, just as if that were our intention from the beginning. That, by the way, looks like this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.”

~~ Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) (1835-1910) ~~

~ Inscription beneath his bust in the Hall of Fame ~

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Though I have had, and still have, sufficient time to choose music for today, I’ve decided to go with one of our standard selections, primarily because I like it; if y’all don’t, well, that’s on you, & there’s little I can do about it. What I CAN do is to remind you this organization does really good work, and is a strong positive force for peace in a world gone mad for war. The embedded video will lead you to hundreds of examples of the work they do, so, spend some time to listen, then, loosen up those purse strings, & lend a hand…. Enjoy!….

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Playing For Change
Get Up, Stand Up

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Gently Came a Wounded Child

But you shall not escape my iambics.

Soft, sinuous patterns of unearthly beauty
blithely commune with sinking stars,
as pale shadows of former virtue hover
near, ever clean, ever tolerant.
These unbidden habits are worn with age and care,
ready now for dissolution,
welcoming gladly the kiss of Death’s handmaiden.

Unknown to all, the child stands aside,
weeping for the lost days of youth,
days that now shall never be,
nor yearned for ever after.
Only darkness shall lay upon the landscape,
cold, hard, eternal.

Such then are the signs and portents
as we enter into the unknown future,
they are grave indeed.

Uncertainty will be our sole companion,
as the search for hope yields no result.
The lamentations of the gods
shall sound the elegy for Man,
who never learned to see the gift that was made,
so many echoes ago, in the hopeful past;
thus will we pass this plane of existence
as we came, baffled and afraid….

~~ gigoid ~~

written 2/2/2012

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Naked Pearls

Signs on the road less traveled….

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“How are things?
Just as they are.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Life is the sum of all your choices.”

~~ Albert Camus ~~

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“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.”

~~ Sigmund Freud ~~

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“Happiness is like a kiss —
in order to get any good out of it
you have to give it to somebody else.”

~~ Zig Ziglar ~~

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“The pessimist complains about the wind;
The optimist expects it to change;
The realist adjusts the sails.”

~~ William Arthur Ward ~~

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

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy dark eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams
In what ethereal dances
By what eternal streams”

Edgar Allan Poe, “To One in Paradise”

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Gosh! Look at that! It’s done, & done rather well, I think. Well, that’s more of a guess than an actual opinion, but, ’twill do for the nonce. It will also do for a closing thought, even if it falls a bit short of our usual standards, of which we have spoken in the past. Not that it ever did us any particular good; it also hasn’t done us any particular harm, so, so be it. I’m done as I can be, so, let’s get the hell out of here, so we can either assimilate what we have learned, or, throw it all out with the bath water. Whichever method you choose, from this point, y’all are on your own, as always. Me, I’m outta here, to go walkabout…. See ya, ffolkes, soon enough….

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….