Finishing the poem in the previous post a couple days ago seems to have exhausted me, physically, as well as mentally. Can’t seem to find any energy, & when I do, it’s gone at the slightest exertion. Ah, well, such is the aging process; new paradigms are discovered every day, it seems….
To soothe the urge to write, strong but impossible to fulfill just now, (sitting is again my enemy….), here is a Pearl from the very first days of ECR, posted in December of 2011. It’s got some of my first rants, as well as a link to another site on which I was writing at the time. I hope you enjoy a bit of historical pearling; it’s quite entertaining to me just to see the style and structure of things in the early days….. & the ranting isn’t too shabby at all…. I’ll see y’all in a day or few, when I can sit long enough to compose an appropriate offering…. Take care, be well, & happy as you may be….
Oh, and for goodness’ sake, stay strange….
gigoid, the dubious
We go now, in search of cognitive dissonance… heavily armed with oodles of insouciance, and eager to wage war with words. Let us then take a foray into the day, spreading the contagious joy of living……
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
— Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) — A Psalm of Life
Alrighty then, let’s have at it……
“With the first link, a chain is forged. The first speech censured, the first thought forbidden, the first freedom denied, chains us all irrevocably.” — Picard, ST:TNG, quoting a fictional judge, The Drumhead
One doesn’t often find profundity in Picard’s words, though he has one of the best voices for delivering such gems. This one seems timely, considering that we Americans just watched quietly as Congress passed another version of the Anti-Bill of…
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