Watching the parade with eyes closed….

Ffolkes,

“They who dream by day are cognizant of many things
which escape those who dream only by night.

~~ Edgar Allan Poe, “Eleonora” ~~

penguin attitude

Penguin with an attitude….

Hajime…. Sometimes, it’s strange, these days, to sit down to write, & fall prey to the same blankness and trepidation that were commonly the case when I was working hard to post every day. But, there it is; my mind is as blank as the screen upon which I am trying to fill up. I’m sure there are any number of explanations which might clarify the conundrum, but, it would be both indulgent, and wasteful of time, to try to get into that at this point. Instead, I’ll pretend no such conundrum exists, which allows me to ignore the entire issue without angst, or even guilt. Go figure, eh? Who’d a thunk mere denial would be so bloody useful?

However, having now thunk it, I guess I should take advantage of the space it creates to get back into this intro, which, as is clear, is already suffering from a lack of direction, if not completely lacking in proper intent. As we know, good intentions often fail the test of reality. Well, I know; if you don’t, by now, I don’t think my telling you again will make much difference; that’s one of those lessons Life only allows us to answer by ourselves, once we have encountered the evidence enough times for it to sink into our rather thick brain-pans. Whether we subsequently use the knowledge to our advantage is yet another of those sticky questions, the answer to which is often even stickier…. SIGH…. Life can be so hard….

Having thus set the tone for today, let us forgo further blather, & go on to see what I’ve managed to cobble together for your perusal. I can’t say it’s the best Pearl ever, but, it’s done, and, as is very often the case, that’s all I need to overcome any reluctance to post it. Don’t ask why, or we’ll never get out of here. Just accept it, as one must often do in Life, regardless of how we may feel about it, or, what we may have to do to get past the conflicts such mental gymnastics may offer as a result. In short, that’s the way it is, so, deal with it. I have to, so, the rest of y’all will just have to play along….

I’ll make that a bit easier, like this. Watch close, and hang on; it can get a bit bumpy….

Shall we Pearl?….

“It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants.
The question is:  what are we busy about?”

~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~

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jim croce

Jim Croce

Image from YouTube via Google Images

This artist is one who died young, but, not before making a name for himself by releasing a series of hit records during the late sixties and seventies, almost all of which you will hear today, should you choose to listen. I often forget him, for a long period of time, only to rediscover his work time and again, each time with more bemusement, for, each time, I wonder why I forget. His music is fun, light-hearted (for the most part), and perfectly pertinent to everyone’s life and experience, for he sings of times, feelings, and events which are common to all. I hope you enjoy it as much as I always do, when I find him again…. Abondanza!….

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Jim Croce
Greatest Hits

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Comedy_Tragedy

Savory

Blown across steppes of imagination, a spore
finds a niche, takes root,
tries to live longer than now, before
chaos/peace descends, and desire is moot.

Feathered into fecundity, another possibility
builds a nest, hatches kin,
aims at immortality, sans responsibility,
chance manifests, as it does, again.

Leading toward peril, entropy saves creativity,
making tools, and lazy time;
solid signs imply such simple nativity,
as another snitch drops his dime.

Subtle compassion billows, passion to unfold,
covering hearts bloodied by time,
burning flesh made valid, unwaveringly bold,
turning love to brilliant rhyme.

Years weigh lightly, supported by youth,
gaining weight with each year,
only the old men know the actual truth,
peace comes only when we lose our fear.

~~ gigoid ~~

4/9/2013

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Naked Pearls

Properly bozoid behavior….

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“Happiness is not a destination. It is a method of life.”

~~ Burton Hills ~~

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“Everybody’s gotta be someplace.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“When you drink the water, remember the spring.”

~~ Chinese Proverb ~~

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“Not loving is but a long dying.”

~~ Wu Ti ~~

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“If we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.”

~~ Jimmy Buffet ~~

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“Mark how fleeting and paltry is the estate of man,
–yesterday in embryo,to-morrow a mummy or ashes.
So for the hair’s-breadth of time assigned to thee
live rationally, and part with life cheerfully,
as drops the ripe olive,
extolling the season that bore it
and the tree that matured it.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus — Meditations, iv, 48 ~~

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“As God is my witness – I am that fool!”

~~ Gomez Addams ~~

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For what it’s worth, it’s not bad. I’d say it’s standard, if not iconic, and, given my current mental status, that is more than acceptable. Moreover, it has the added charm of being done, our most critical requirement. Since further blather can’t enhance its flavor, I’ll take the bull by the horns, & finish it off with a bang. BANG!…. See ya, ffolkes, possibly sooner than later…..

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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One thought on “Watching the parade with eyes closed….

  1. “They who dream by day are cognizant of many things
    which escape those who dream only by night.

    ~~ Edgar Allan Poe, “Eleonora” ~~

    The Dream to be gigoid and nice to
    hear about you still enjoying your
    walk
    A
    bouts as it is
    sad from the time
    a child sits in school
    and is told quiet hands
    and feet and no longer look
    out that wiNdow to dreAm of what
    all could and will be other wise
    from a
    data
    down
    load day
    of Lectures less..
    true though there is
    survive too as sadly even
    more.. some folks never ever
    make it to Grow As Thrive.. for it is
    true there is no Dollar or Mortgage or
    Car Loan Amount on the Currency of
    Love as Hope and Love Eat and Drink
    merry at the
    Joy of
    Waking
    Dreams
    Sommunion to Fruition
    OuT oF aLL Books oF ‘Fore..
    Living Liberty as Happiness more..:)

    “It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants.
    The question is: what are we busy about?”

    ~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~

    Dance
    @LEast
    for me
    WitH SonG..:)

    “Happiness is not a destination. It is a method of life.”

    ~~ Burton Hills ~~

    Should i Say iT aGain..
    Sure Dance and Sing..;)

    “Everybody’s gotta be someplace.”

    ~~ Subtle Bee ~~

    NoW.

    “When you drink the water, remember the spring.”

    ~~ Chinese Proverb ~~

    And forget
    the Bling
    Hip
    Hop
    Rap and don’t forget to eat..;)

    “Not loving is but a long dying.”

    ~~ Wu Ti ~~

    As ‘they’ say don’t JusT
    double YouR
    nickels
    Arrive
    ALiVE NoW..
    And don’t drOwn
    iN A Five And Ten DiMe SToRE..;)

    “If we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.”

    ~~ Jimmy Buffet ~~

    iN tHat Case Study so far
    most every Bible i’ve
    read and
    haven’t
    written
    iS F iN iNsAne..
    And True the ‘other one(S)’ could use a whole lot
    more talk about consensual sex other
    than the Rape of Virgin Daughters and
    the bashing of the opposing
    Tribe’s Head
    with
    Big
    Rocks of
    Malignant Patriarchy
    More as that Reptile
    God Sings ‘his’ evil Refrain..;)

    “Mark how fleeting and paltry is the estate of man,
    –yesterday in embryo,to-morrow a mummy or ashes.
    So for the hair’s-breadth of time assigned to thee
    live rationally, and part with life cheerfully,
    as drops the ripe olive,
    extolling the season that bore it
    and the tree that matured it.”

    ~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus — Meditations, iv, 48 ~~

    Of course back then Marc had no way to
    upload his soul but wait! he still lives at
    essence of what counts
    most
    his
    soul..
    to give to others free surely better
    than any Pharaoh who delegated
    his soul to the architect
    of a pyramid
    with
    Big
    T’s
    for Towers same
    nothing is our own but the Love we
    live
    and leave
    to prosper
    and live
    even longer as ‘some’ might say
    Vulcanized
    as such
    even
    more too WitH Art that’s Free away from logic less LePT..:)

    “As God is my witness – I am that fool!”

    ~~ Gomez Addams ~~

    Isn’t tHat A Good Cop
    Character that Trump is currently
    playing now
    not
    as
    opposed
    to Cheery Freedoms..
    sAMe old
    F iN
    Story
    DiffeRent
    AcTors
    same F iN
    Human ArcHeTypes
    oF pluses and minUses As KarMa NoW..;)

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