Hard lessons….

Ffolkes,

“Appearances often are deceiving.”

~~ Aesop (620-560 B.C.) ~~

Ensenada plus 035

Southern view from La Bufadora, Ensenada, Baja Mexico…

Hajime…. Well, here we are, ffolkes, sitting, once again, to compose an opening statement for the latest version of sane craziness we call Pearls of Virtual Wisdom, aka, gigoid’s Folly. For nearly six years, up to about six months ago, I posted an average of 1500 words/day, with the specific purpose of ridding my own inner self of the dross and drivel that tends to build up over time, during my personal dream quest, otherwise known as living large in the real world, or, more commonly, life as we know it….

Approximately six months ago, physical issues related to aging (gracefully is a word not yet applicable to the process, sadly…), caused a change in both the paradigm, and the process, all of which is a complicated way to say I stopped posting as much, and stopped feeling guilty for having done so. The events I’ve experienced while re-encountering the Big Blue Room have been, quite simply, compellingly interesting enough to have completely shattered my consistency at posting, without even giving me a single quiver of angst. I suppose, were I to try to analyze the why’s & wherefore’s, I’d go back to being relatively insane, which, while not necessarily an unfamiliar hardship, still is not my preferred state of mind. Hmm… Gee, is that too complicated? Probably… But, it’s relatively accurate, and, did take up an entire paragraph, so, we’ll let it stand, and not worry about any sort of relevance….

That isn’t to say I don’t try to be relevant; it’s just not a habit I care to let solidify. Reality is far too fluid to expect it to fit into any of my, (or anyone’s, for that matter…), preconceived notions of how it should go. And, that is as it should be. If we knew too much of the future, we’d probably end up even crazier than we already are, and I don’t think Reality would hold up very well. Well, in truth, WE are what probably wouldn’t hold up, not that we ever have done so. I guess that’s as good a statement of how it all works as anything else I’ve encountered, so, perhaps we’ll just leave this train of thought right here in the station, and go walkabout instead….

Having thus arrived at a logical jumping off point, I shall leave this where it has collapsed, & just get on with what I’ve managed to cobble together in the past eight days, since my last fresh post…. The next time I return, I promise to have a NEW poem; the one that’s been leaking out for the past two months is finally beginning to gel, so, I’ll do my best to get it done for a couple days from now. For the nonce, let’s see what there is below to help us get on with this, before we start sliding down the slippery slope….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Dreaming permits each and everyone of us
to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.”

~~ Charles William Dement ~~

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clapton

I have been listening to the music played by this man for virtually my entire life. Beginning in 1963, with the original Yardbirds, his virtuosity with the guitar has been the benchmark for any and all aspiring guitarists to reach. The video I’ve included today is his latest work, from January of this year, and shows exactly why he has always been, and continues to be the best of the best…. Enjoy!….

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Eric Clapton Live
2018

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Comedy_Tragedy

Augmentation: Inner Aye

Distant, peals of thunder, vividly.
Closer, a patter of rain, falling gravidly.
Between the light and the darkness of fear
find merely the remnants of one lonely tear.

Do not hate us, though we have not sinned;
eager for courage, upon whom all hope is pinned.
Tales of insolence, hatred, or fallen virtue
fill us up, not down, in such pristine foreign venue.

Capable hands severed, able hands tied;
the future is angry, all but now denied.
Multiple times, warnings sounded across the pale
nobody heard, nobody came to tell the tale.

Gifted by time, salience fails in epic rhyme;
watchmakers watching, each a separate crime.
Logical solutions refuse to emulsify
forever pretending to cruelly crucify.

Blood will fly alongside pertinent composure,
never seeking, never finding tea, or closure.
Falsely laid trails on mountains of gold
imply no happy endings, no fortunes told.

Ages past have no time for repetition;
further chances only lead to perdition.
Destiny feels a shameful portion of guilt,
for a thousand sand castles, never built.

~~ gigoid ~~

3/2/2016

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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

Strangely congruent….

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“One does what one is;
one becomes what one does.”

~~ Robert Musil, c. 1930 ~~

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“Men are used as they use others.”

~~ Pilpay (or Bidpai), “The King who became Just’, Chap. ii, Fable ix ~~

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“The most important thing
that parents can teach their children
is how to get along without them.”

~~ Frank A. Clark ~~

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“I like reality. It tastes of bread.”

~~ Jean Anouilh ~~

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“It matters not how long you live, but how well.”

~~ Publius Syrus, Maxim 829 ~~

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“To fear love is to fear life,
and those who fear life are already three parts dead.”

~~ Bertrand Russell,” Marriage and Morals” ~~

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“It is good to live and learn.”

~~ Miguel de Cervantes, “Don Quixote”, Part ii, Book iii, Chap. xxxii ~~

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As he read over the words produced, the old man shook his head, slowly, with a small, sardonic smile. “Pathetic drabble”, he muttered. “But, it’ll have to do….” With some reluctance, but, a sense of renewed purpose, he slowly typed the last few lines, vowing to himself the next time would be different. With that small victory clutched tightly to his chest, he waves, and shouts, “See y’all in a day or two!”…. Be well, and happy as you may, 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

Kowabunga!

À bientôt, mon cherí….


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One thought on “Hard lessons….

  1. Fully Engaging Nature
    as Human Rises the
    Occasion of LiVinG to
    More than Words but LoSinG
    one’s Nature may be NewFound
    iN A Focus of the Written Word as
    Guideposts to ReGaiN LoVE oF NATuRE
    iN HoLY And SaCrED FLesH and BLooD WHeRE
    WHaT iS Written Becomes what is Full of Meaning
    And Purpose ReBoRN as FLeSH and BLooD NaTURE oNE
    as us and
    for me at least
    it’s worth noting that
    i too spent 66 months then
    in the Dead Zone Stuck ‘tween
    Ears of Pain and Numb for the first
    33 Months of that with Words as Guideposts
    that became a Path out of Hell back to Nature as
    Heaven enough then.. it’s true too much worry kills
    and not enough can and will make us fat and lazy sitting
    still on
    Keyboards
    too.. but words
    can and will be the
    liNks that BRinG oUR SPiRiT
    oF HeaRT as SoUL BacK ALiVE
    iN MiND and BoDY BaLanCinG Ways
    And i guess iT took about the same period
    of time for you set yourself free back in your flesh
    and blood too.. my FriEnd gigoid Surely worth at least
    one Cohen and Pentatonix Hallelujah as for sure it is
    A Flesh and Blood heaR that may Rise from Hell to somewhere
    close to the Path of HeaVen MoRE.. wHeRE once AGaIN A Rose
    covers Flesh
    and Blood
    FLoWeRinG
    as LoVE oF LiFE NoW
    Nature beYond any word
    aS God eXcept Freedom WiTHIN
    to Give and Share in Flesh and Blood Even more now..
    so true.. how fortunate are we to not only give and share
    A Dance of Life but a SonG When A Dance LeaveS ouR Flesh of FReED..:)

    “Appearances often are deceiving.”

    ~~ Aesop (620-560 B.C.) ~~

    Particularly When A Word BeCoMeS
    Flesh And Vice Versa ReaL noW too

    “Dreaming permits each and everyone of us
    to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.”

    ~~ Charles William Dement ~~

    Do iT aWake
    LiVE A DReAM
    CraZY iS ReaL..;)

    “One does what one is;
    one becomes what one does.”

    ~~ Robert Musil, c. 1930 ~~

    JusT Do ADD NoW

    “Men are used as they use others.”

    ~~ Pilpay (or Bidpai), “The King who became Just’, Chap. ii, Fable ix ~~

    Nature
    Consumes
    Nature
    Consumes
    Nature

    “The most important thing
    that parents can teach their children
    is how to get along without them.”

    ~~ Frank A. Clark ~~

    But what about Love..:)

    “I like reality. It tastes of bread.”

    ~~ Jean Anouilh ~~

    And Water Tastes oF
    BLooD FoR WaTeR
    RiVeRS
    WaVeS
    FLoWS
    iN
    Our VeiNS
    OCeaN WHoLE..:)

    “It matters not how long you live, but how well.”

    ~~ Publius Syrus, Maxim 829 ~~

    Hehe.. that’s why i don’t stick with all lower case..;)

    “To fear love is to fear life,
    and those who fear life are already three parts dead.”

    ~~ Bertrand Russell,” Marriage and Morals” ~~

    SM without ART
    is Truly
    JusT
    S
    and
    M DeaD ALiVE

    “It is good to live and learn.”

    ~~ Miguel de Cervantes, “Don Quixote”, Part ii, Book iii, Chap. xxxii ~~

    AnD iT’s Best to
    Art aT lEast 60
    PeRCenT
    aS SMart
    heART NoW
    NeVeR LoSiNG
    A ReaLiTY THaT
    eARTh iS 60 PerCenT ART too
    AcKNoWLeDGiNG
    Herstory
    aS WeLL
    As History
    WiTHIN aS
    BaLanCE
    OCeAN
    WHoLEMoRENoW2..:)

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