Ffolkes,
“Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you.”
~~ Maori proverb ~~
Nice day to ride a ferry….
Hajime…. I had intended to post this yesterday, but, an outbreak of demonic possession took place, distracting me from even entering cyberspace at all. I suppose it’s not entirely unexpected; one gets accustomed to such diversions after the first century of such wars. And, yes, time is completely distorted during such battles, whereupon seconds become minutes, minutes become hours, and days become a century of pain and/or misery. Now, if I could discover how to change the spelling of the latter, if only in my own head, then life would be full of mystery, rather than misery. SIGH…. I know. Pipe dreams…. from an empty pipe….
Today, the wars continue, though it may be, given the advantage of a holiday such as this one, the end result will be more of a skirmish than a pitched battle. One is allowed to hope, even if that hope is, well, hopeless. At least, if it looks like I’m losing, I can retreat into my Irish, (translation, a snootfull of Jameson’s finest…..), & postpone any outcome until tomorrow. Happy days!….
Upon checking back, I find this to be only the second fresh Pearl I’ve completed this entire month. Sad as that may be, it does compel me to finish off this rather awkward beginning quickly, & get on with this before I lose my nerve, which is already on the cusp of explosion. How about I use this old #4 I found sitting around; it’s still one of our most effective techniques to pull us out of any potentially disastrous holes, one of which I see approaching now. It’s kinda cool, and works like this….
Shall we Pearl?….
“True love in this differs from gold and clay,
That to divide is not to take away.”
~~ Shelley, “Epipsychidion” ~~
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Yep, It’s a default day. Go figure, eh? Ah well, at least we know it’s good music; it has, after all been popular for several hundred years. Not a bad recommendation, to my way of thinking…. Enjoy!….
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Classical Music for Winter
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A Seasonal Approach
Absolute stillness grips a frozen field,
anticipating dawn with such patient yield
morning burgeoning in dark winter’s hold
brings promise of tales yet to be told.
Lengthening days of pale sun unto night
slowly tell of time’s subversive flight
bringing such original songs of natural fire
with melodies complex in casual attire.
The months are certain they will always win
it is just the way it has always been.
None may argue, nor yet slow life down
Nor dim the eternal beauty of nature’s gown.
Winter evolves from fall into spring,
sending flocks and hearts ever awing.
Summer follows suit, t’other way ’round
Spring into fall, often without a sound.
Life is meant to be lived, beginning to end
choices abound, and change can be a friend.
Yielding with grace to reality’s compelling ploy
fills our plain existence with clean, honest joy.
~~ gigoid ~~
10/2/012
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Naked Pearls
Points to ponder….
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“It is a great advantage for a system of philosophy to be substantially true.”
~~ George Santayana ~~
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“You can’t think your way into a new way of living:
you live your way into a new way of thinking.”
~~ Henry Nouwen ~~
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“Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced,
not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious,
but because it has been playful, rebellious, and immature.”
~~ Tom Robbins ~~
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“There is nothing noble about being superior to some other man.
The true nobility is in being superior to you previous self.”
~~ Samuel Johnson ~~
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“You can’t study the darkness by flooding it with light.”
~~ Edward Abbey ~~
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“Love in your heart wasn’t put there to stay.
Love isn’t love ’til you give it away.”
~~ Oscar Hammerstein II ~~
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“Chaos of thought and passion, all confused;
Still by himself abused or disabused;
Created half to rise, and half to fall;
Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all;
Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,–
The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.”
~~ Alexander Pope, Essay on Man, Epistle ii, Line 13 ~~
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There you have it, such as it is. I’m a mess. mostly, so, I can’t say for sure how long it might be for the next fresh Pearl. Time, that blabbermouth, will tell, as it always does. While I’m gone, whether walkabout or at war, y’all be well, be happy as you may be, and keep on keepin’ on, best you can. 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.
PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.
“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch
À bientôt, mon cherí….
gigoid 
gigoid that poem was amazin bro
Thank you, my friend…. always nice to hear….
🙂
😀
i JusT NoW HaD A HiStorical
Epiphany.. gigoid.. Better Yet put
A Tear in a Beer Song that goes
God was created
by the
first
man
not to be
Truly Loved by A Woman..
Seriously.. what better replacement
for those men but another man to Love..
And true.. it’s still true that according to Empirical
Studies.. 23 to 58 Percent of Catholic Priests are Still
Gay.. and that’s okay now but why lie about the Creation
of God by Butt Hurt Men who were never truly Loved By
Women for nothing more than naked Love
as Passion too.. or afraid
to admit
they
were
simply gay
so they needed
another profession
where no one would cut them
down now ‘to size’ if they came now
out of the Closet then.. it’s true.. i always
Knew and Felt and Sensed my Mother is/was
God for she was/is Love and the People at Church
were mostly not.. or the so-called Bully Boys in Middle
School Halls who said boys were F and not the Fred Word
if they dared to smile even if that meant the girls smiled back..
Same thing at the City Park.. where only Boys played with Boys..
personally
i enjoyed
a Good
Play of Doctor
with the next
Door Neighbor
Girl precocious that
Young Lady surely was then..
me.. i’ll admit it.. i was scared
but i continued to smile through the
whole experience.. hehe.. and that’s what happens
too when the sexes are separated and clothed too much
away from Nature as ‘Fake God’ comes to Be oF Fear and Hate
with one man for all the Men to Love Freely and never be called Queer..
first or last
it matters not..
anyway.. i’m sure God
is Love is God for Love
is Real and Love is the Best
Medicine for all that Heals.. so now
why so why so why make Love into
only one man when Love is more fully
illustrated in my Mother from the very
beginning to her very end.. it’s like the
show ‘Little Sheldon’ as i’ve given up
Funny TV Shows while i have
Fun writing a Fourth New
Lent Testament riSing
up to 200K Words now
in 41 Days for it’s true i create
my own challenges and compete
against no one but me to do more now more than
i did yesternow as a Play of Live that continues NoW
to Evolve and never grow stagnant or smaller now in tiny
limits or expectations of yesternow now.. it’s true though too..
i have them all on DVR for i give myself.. the right to cheat now
And watch them after i finish this fun endeavor for it’s true too then
my Mother Never told me who i had to be or how much money then
i would ever have to make just be me and she would love me just the
way i am.. True that’s the kinda God i continue to be too.. the Love God
that is Real and even one that other Animals who Nurture other Animals
do now too.. anyway.. “Little Sheldon”.. the mini-me of Jim Parsons off of the
“Big Bang Theory TV Show”.. while looKing at A First Baptist Song where Onward
Christian Soldiers are Lyrics then played to Force a Man on the World as the only
God then looked up to his Mother Smiling back at him and he said Mama you are
my Jesus and only Jesus to me.. only problem.. there is the exclusion of all the other
Jesus’
who Love
Like a Mother
as Jesus will best
Unconditionally
with no limits
for what
love
will
do when Real.. NoW MoRE Fearless
A Mother who TRuLY Loves is greater
than any man who ever dieS on a cross
for anything less than Love.. as Love Rules Love.
“Turn your face to the sun and the shadows fall behind you.”
~~ Maori proverb ~~
iN HuMan
TerMs tHiS iS LovE.
“True love in this differs from gold and clay,
That to divide is not to take away.”
~~ Shelley, “Epipsychidion” ~~
Love all
never one.
“It is a great advantage for a system
of philosophy to be substantially true.”
~~ George Santayana ~~
L O V E V O L O V E
“You can’t think your way into a new way of living:
you live your way into a new way of thinking.”
~~ Henry Nouwen ~~
Dance
Then
Sing
“Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced,
not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious,
but because it has been playful, rebellious, and immature.”
~~ Tom Robbins ~~
Cheers to that.
“There is nothing noble about being superior to some other man.
The true nobility is in being superior to you previous self.”
~~ Samuel Johnson ~~
This sounds good.
“You can’t study the darkness by flooding it with light.”
~~ Edward Abbey ~~
Marry the Night Love ThE DaY NoW.
“Love in your heart wasn’t put there to stay.
Love isn’t love ’til you give it away.”
~~ Oscar Hammerstein II ~~
Cry Love Cry Never Try Cry Love Cry
“Chaos of thought and passion, all confused;
Still by himself abused or disabused;
Created half to rise, and half to fall;
Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all;
Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,–
The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.”
~~ Alexander Pope, Essay on Man, Epistle ii, Line 13 ~~
JaNuS it puts
me together
it puts i
oH anD Happy Vernal
Equinox and Spring.. gigoid
And sure as Leprechaun
Pagans sTill come
And Go
Happy Love
And Top oF A Pint
of Guinness For i am a Pint
as just a Grandson oF A Man from Limerick
sure.. Happy Belated Saint Patrick too who is no Saint oF LoVEReaL