Searching for sufficiency….

Ffolkes,

“You cannot conquer a free man, the most you can do is kill him.”

~~ Robert Heinlein ~~

fiery sunset

Sonoma County Sunset On Fire….

Hajime…. R.D. Laing, a Scottish psychiatrist who wrote extensively on the experience of psychosis,  once said, “Insanity — a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world.” Considering my own experiences in living in today’s world, I can but agree, wholeheartedly. In fact, my recent extensive forays into the world at large have been little else than a continuing series of solid evidence supporting this idea. It also has been verification of my own decision to embrace and enjoy my own reaction to most of what occurs in my presence… In short, I no longer suffer from my tendencies to retreat into unreality; instead, I have embraced it, and learned to appreciate the irony that punctuates every insane act I see around me, as well as those I commit myself….

Oh, fear not, gentle reader; I haven’t gone completely off the rails; it only LOOKS that way. Mostly, I am using the unique perspective I find to be so useful for mitigating the angst that would otherwise build up to the point of explosion, leaking it out, instead, in tiny bursts of laughter (which, admittedly, can startle the natives, confusing them unmercifully….) and random acts of kindness and generosity, which few understand, but make me impervious to the ill effects of self-denigration. If that’s unclear, well, so be it. I find myself less concerned with what others think of me than has long been the case, and the sense of liberation is exquisite….

I suppose this is all a long-winded attempt to explain some of my absence, but, in looking back over what I’ve written thus far, I see it falls short of clarity. Since we’re already three paragraphs into this intro, it might be prudent to cease attempting to explain, or, even worse, justify my recent lack of production, & get on with what we have for today’s mess, if only to save a bit of time. Of course, saving time is merely another of our illusions; time is what we use to keep track of all that stuff that isn’t happening NOW, & cannot really be ‘saved’, or ‘lost’; those are merely distinctions important only to our human egos…. In truth, time just is; we only have a view of the present, with the past as immutable, and the future unborn. No wonder we’re confused.

Therefore, let us make an honest attempt to reduce our confusion, if only for a short time, by, moving on to the rest of today’s little mess, where you’ll find, if naught else, something different than this display of ill-conceived verbiage. Hell, you might even find something you enjoy; hope always springs eternal, even for those of us who have lost all hope. Well, lost all faith in hope, anyway, as happens with any failure of imagination. On that esoteric, if depressing, note, let us find our way down the page….

Shall we Pearl?….

“You are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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dubliners

The Lads from Dublin, 40 years later….

At some point in your life, you’ve heard these lads play their music, which they’ve been making together since the middle of the last century. Whether one is a fan of Irish/Celtic music, or not, watching one of their shows is an education in both Irish culture, and musicianship. I’ve been listening to them for almost my entire life, and still find their music to be a source of joy…. I hope you do as well…. Drink Life, and, slainté!….

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The Dubliners
40th Year Reunion Concert

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Comedy_Tragedy

The new poem upon which I’ve been laboring is still not done; it’s dribbling more than actually leaking. To sublimate, here is a poem I wrote about 5.5 years ago, one of the first I wrote after a 40 year hiatus. I like it, and I hope you do, as well….

A Failure to Germinate

Marking the days in elements of sad disarray
only holds me thrall, as I laugh while I may.
With cold, hard hands so impatient and cruel
pulling me to this vale of tears, a pathetic old fool.

Feelings sit silent, cast in shadows and light
breaking forth to implicate such vengeful might.
Just below the surface they patiently hide
to sally forth bravely, colors bright as they ride.

Tears and pain transform valued assets in hand
while comfort and serenity retreat to a far land.
Bold, bright patterns of hope garnish my ruinous state
until reality enters, full of disdainful portions of hate.

I sort out the illustrious measures of vision gone mild
only to find them transformed, now vicious and wild.
In my deepest desires I find myself calloused and cold
with faithless advocates whose souls have been sold.

My search finds little to support any hope of relief
far too much time has passed to bolster such belief.
The sad becomes real, and real becomes unfounded
until flights of such fancy are all dead, and grounded.

Nature has informed me of the newly hatched crime
of which reality boasted proudly, time after time.
The last answer we think of is always the best
as we come to terms with fate, our hope at rest.

~~ gigoid ~~

9/27/2012

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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

Did you know….?

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“The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.”

~~ Aristotle ~~

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“A man should be greater than some of his parts.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“When mind soars in pursuit of the things conceived in space,
it pursues emptiness.
But when the man dives deep within himself,
he experiences the fullness of existence.”

~~ Meher Baba ~~

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“Do the thing you fear most and the death of fear is certain.”

~~ Mark Twain~~

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“How would you know you are alive, unless you had once been dead?”

~~ Subtle Bee, (with thanks to Carl Jung…) ~~

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“Who is more foolish:
the child afraid of the dark or
the man afraid of the light?”

~~ Maurice Treehill ~~

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“Great is the art of beginning, but greater the art of ending…”

~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~~

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I hope y’all will take note of the final pearl in the last section, which was placed there simply because of the appropriate nature of its message, in re: today’s offering. I find it both ironic, and satisfyingly smarmy. Y’all, of course, may make your own decisions; we are nothing if not tolerant in the face of absurdity. Since we have now used the one word most applicable to this entire process (from at least two perspectives….), I shall bid thee adieu, until I can manage to cobble together another fresh Pearl for your pleasure. Be well, be happy as you may, and, be just as strange as you can stand…. I guarantee, I will….

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….


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4 thoughts on “Searching for sufficiency….

  1. Give me Liberty or Give me death
    per..

    “You cannot conquer a free man, the most you can do is kill him.”

    ~~ Robert Heinlein ~~

    That’s hard to do for
    some folks who’ve
    never truly
    tasted
    Naked
    Wild and Free..
    Feral Cats Feel and
    Sense more for they are outdoors..
    Hmm.. SpeaKing of Outdoors.. glad to hear
    you.. gigoid.. are still exploring the Big Blue Place outside
    of screens.. true though there is also an inner screen
    beyond all outdoors of material reductionism too in
    sublime
    now more of
    Imagination’s
    Creativity Fruition
    Kingdom Come within..
    true though.. i haven’t been
    getting out enough myself but
    with an early birth of spring after
    a real Winter of Hot Chocolate heaR to
    ‘the extremes’ still how mild that really now
    is never moving to long pants now where i live..
    it’s True.. i feel and sense Spring Fever DraWinG
    me out of
    ‘that’ scream
    painting of Screen..
    Been smoking a pack of
    cigarettes without a stick
    as sitting down as they say
    is the equivalent of smoking a pack a
    day for the truly free do it all naked and free..
    for enough a full stomach eventual shelter and in LiGHT
    A friEnd or two to Love and perHaps even 5 aLong A way..:)

    “You are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike.”

    ~~ Subtle Bee ~~

    Minions and Masters of tHeir Minion

    “The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.”

    ~~ Aristotle ~~

    SuM BeYonD MaTeRiaL ReDucTionISM
    PainT BeCoMes A bRusH PaiNTinG uS

    “A man should be greater than some of his parts.”

    ~~ Subtle Bee ~~

    SmAller pArts to: Make Bigger heARts aWay From: Twitter Talk..;)

    “When mind soars in pursuit of the things conceived in space,
    it pursues emptiness.
    But when the man dives deep within himself,
    he experiences the fullness of existence.”

    ~~ Meher Baba ~~

    StArting
    endinG
    Beginning WiTHiN..:)

    “Do the thing you fear most and the death of fear is certain.”

    ~~ Mark Twain~~

    Adventure Therapy works as ‘they’ sway play naked..;)

    “How would you know you are alive, unless you had once been dead?”

    ~~ Subtle Bee, (with thanks to Carl Jung…) ~~

    True as this applies to life.

    “Who is more foolish:
    the child afraid of the dark or
    the man afraid of the light?”

    ~~ Maurice Treehill ~~

    FEar Of tHe DarK
    Cynical oF thE LiGHT
    Love iT aLL ERases aLL
    thaT wHen
    Fearless
    comes
    first
    beYond RainBoW
    MounTainS PeeK BeLow..:)

    “Great is the art of beginning, but greater the art of ending…”

    ~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~~

    KeY MaKinG EnD BeGiNNinG

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