Ffolkes,
“Indifference is isolation.
In difference is texture and wonder.”
~~ Edwin Schlossberg ~~
“Sfera con sfera” (Sphere within a sphere)
Sculpture by Arnald Pomodoro, @ Trinity College Dublin….
In what is no doubt a vain hope, the old man sits to write, in spite of the vast plain of nothing that fills his nearly vacant mind. Such a vacuum is not surprising, given the hour (0530 on a Sunday morning), following the previous nine hours of sleepless tossing & turning. No rational, or irrational reason can be identified for such a night; no serious pain & no serious stress in life at large seem to be the order of the day. Probably, I could obsess over it much of the day, but, since that seems as unproductive as the night just spent, I decided to just start writing & see what happens….
As you probably noted by now, I’m ignoring the previous two day absence from this space; since all I did was spend the entire time wandering around my head, alternating that relatively pointless occupation with binge-watching old TV shows (mostly Have Gun Will Travel, from the 1950’s, or My Favorite Martian, from a few years later….), there’s no point in detailing that time any further, as I don’t intend to offer any excuses. I did manage to cobble together the necessary pieces to complete this Pearl, but, had absolutely no motivation to write the intro, or the exit lines; thus the short hiatus, and the resultant necessity for this mini-diatribe, such as it is….
When I began this intro, I had intended to at least make an attempt to make it, if nothing else, funny, and/or, rational; by now, you can probably tell, as can I, neither of those two states are possible; I’m just too tired & weirded out to get there. In fact, I have a feeling if I don’t bring this to a rapid conclusion, we may never get out of here at all. Rather than lose another day, I’ll perform what has become, of late, our default technique, to wit: the hot potato drop, which works like this….
Shall we Pearl?
“Death tugs at my ear and says: “Live, I am coming.””
~~ Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. ~~
Me, too, & if you’ve ever had you ear tugged by Death, you’d know, as Oliver and I do, you pay attention, & get on with living life large…. Hence, my tendency toward absence from cyberspace more often than not…. SIGH…. Choices, choices….
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Leo Kottke
Image from npr.org via Google Images
In 1969, while attending UC Berkeley, I got tickets to see this artist. I’d never before seen or heard such fine guitar work, & was, by accident, introduced to an entire world of music heretofore unknown to me. Leo, John Fahey, and a slough of fine young (at the time) guitarists gave me the inspiration to learn to play myself, & though I’ve never come even close to this sort of expertise, it gave me, literally, music in my own soul, for there is no better feeling I’ve encountered in Life than the one I get from making my own music…. Please enjoy, if only in memory of my own youthful enthusiasm….
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Cognitive Abstinence
Ever affable, serendipity calls on random days
bringing gifts, wrapped in flesh and bone.
Tempting fate, color springs from intricate stone;
singing, laughing, poised to amaze.
In metaphoric haste, clues gather to confer;
graceless, with absently casual frivolity;
fraught with severely limited civility,
lead yet into realms where hope may infer.
Allegory has faded, past all disrepute;
indelible, entropy holds the field today.
Honorable, the children stand, resolute,
justice is spent, the old-fashioned way.
Temporary measures no longer apply
to foster dreams; endless nightmares parade.
Forlorn, empty, the unwashed masses cry,
while time slips away, sleeping in the shade.
Wondrous moments continue to accumulate
odd gestures of indignant fortitude.
Destiny embraces no desire to illuminate;
with such a cavalier attitude.
Pale, afraid, the joker sits to compose
one final ode to reason.
Such grandiose dreams, a dying rose,
dragged along from season to season.
~~ gigoid ~~
12/1/2016
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Naked Pearls
On being human….
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“I’m having an emotional outburst!!”
~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~
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“Around existence twine,
(Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!)
ropes of twisted vine.”
~~ Basho ~~
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“That’s right, yes, you’re going, you’re gone for ages,
already gone, you’re still here, just arrived, haven’t even met you yet.
It all depends on who you are and how you look at it.
Strange business, time.”
~~ Doctor Who, “Dragonfire” ~~
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“The real purpose of books is to trap the mind into doing its own thinking.”
~~ Christopher Morley ~~
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“Cogito, ergo sum presupposes “I”-ness.”
~~ Smart Bee ~~
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“Kindness in words creates confidence.
Kindness in thinking creates profoundness.
Kindness in giving creates love.”
~~ Lao-Tzu ~~
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“God has no religion.”
~~ Mahatma Gandhi ~~
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Well, another one bites the dust. Once the dust settles, you’ll be able to see the bite marks, and will know just what it was all about. Or, not. In either case, it’s done, & I’m outta here…. Given my recent lack of consistency, my only remark will be, I don’t know exactly when, but, I’ll be back. I hope y’all continue to enjoy whatever it is I do here; if not, well, I’ll try to do better…. Be well, be happy as you may be, and stay strange; believe me, it’s your best defense….
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 
“The real purpose of books is to trap the mind into doing its own thinking.”
~~ Christopher Morley ~~
^ Often when I read a book I cannot remember a fucking thing. This quote is so true hahaha. Cheers gigoid take it easy
Cheers, mate….
😉
I did not know Leo was still with us…..like so many he slid into obscurity….good to hear him again….have a day my friend….chuq
I’m finding a lot of our old crew is still around…. John Fahey, a buddy of Leo’s, is also still doing gigs & getting on You Tube…. & he’s one of the finest guitarists to ever pick one up… I’ll be by soon, when I can get out of my head & the demon wars there stimmed by my time out in the BBR…. SIGH…. gettin’ old sucks, as you know….
Have a good one, bro….
I have been out of the music scene for awhile now…..so I lost touch with many of the oldies……chuq
69’ at UC Berkeley.. I can only imagine!
Aye, it defies adjectives to attempt to say just how it was… definitely an experience of deep importance to me…. Despite all those who would say those who were there often don’t remember it, & anyone who says they did wasn’t stoned enough, I can attest to remembering it all, quite clearly, if with a certain “fuzziness” in spots…. Great music, seemingly everywhere, stimulated the burgeoning intellectual & spiritual growth I felt all around me…. As you see, I still get jazzed just thinking of those times…. SIGH… A sign of aging, I suppose; we tend to wax nostalgic, even though it may be about times which weren’t all easy…. Nice to see you drop by…. take care, & see you again soon….
gigoid, aka, Ned
I’m sure it would’ve been something special for myself as well, as I often wonder how my life would’ve ended up had I been born earlier and could’ve experienced that seemingly magical era.. a great moment to share I’m sure!
Speaking of great moments.. I have a proposition I’d love to chat with you about. If you’d like, shoot me your email address and I’ll give you the details. Or, just send me a message on my blog contact page and we’ll go from there.
Hope all is well!
Jeremiah,
I know that may not be correct spelling, but, as I am currently a couple sheets into the wind, we’ll just go on from here…
I would, in every sense, love to hear your proposition, & you may feel free to contact me by any of the following: my email, listed on my About page, is alphagigioid@ gmail.com; I’m still getting my new computer configured right, & can’t currently send email from it. However, feel free to contact me via phone, the # for which I will send to you on your own contact form…. I much prefer talking to writing these days; it’s the old curmudgeon in me…. but, I’ll respond, no matter what method you choose….
See ya
Ned
Roger that.. I’d prefer a real conversation myself. When would be the best time to give you a ring? My available hours are slightly scattered but I’m sure we can find a time. I will email you as well just incase we can’t connect.
All the best,
Jeremiah
Any time is fine; my only issue is not hearing the ringtones on my current phone, which aren’t very loud to these old ears. But, I’ve learned to check the notices, & always call right back if I don’t pick up in time, before the voicemail kicks in… Since I AM retired, my schedule is pretty open… Oh, yes, I got the email, & the short answer is Yes, It sounds like grand craic to collaborate…. I’ll also try to get my email working, as we’ll need to be able to exchange documents when completed….
I’m looking forward to talking to you, & to working with you, because, ditto to all you said in the email…. Be well, my friend….
Ned, aka, the dubious one…
I’m glad you’re interested! This makes me happy to hear.. I’ll try to give a call sometime this week, Thursday or Friday are pretty open for me so I’ll shoot for then. Until then, all the best to you and talk soon!
10-4…
“Indifference is isolation.
In difference is texture and wonder.”
~~ Edwin Schlossberg ~~
Open Minded Colors
Tease the
Black
And
White of Closed..;)
“Death tugs at my ear and says: “Live, I am coming.””
~~ Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. ~~
Life Scoffs at Death See i am Living..:)
“I’m having an emotional outburst!!”
~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~
Reminds of a Judge who had a
Narcissistic Melt-Down Yesterday
Oh Yes And A Dandy Of A South Carolina Senator too..;)
“Around existence twine,
(Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!)
ropes of twisted vine.”
~~ Basho ~~
TruE LiGHT Winds Around
DArk As Fear Lags Behind
As
Cynicism
oF LiGHT Falls..:)
“That’s right, yes, you’re going, you’re gone for ages,
already gone, you’re still here, just arrived, haven’t even met you yet.
It all depends on who you are and how you look at it.
Strange business, time.”
~~ Doctor Who, “Dragonfire” ~~
NonE All NoW
may
be
“The real purpose of books is to trap the mind into doing its own thinking.”
~~ Christopher Morley ~~
i Don’t TRust ‘That’ Bible..;)
“Cogito, ergo sum presupposes “I”-ness.”
~~ Smart Bee ~~
i Rather Dance and Forget About ‘me’..;)
“Kindness in words creates confidence.
Kindness in thinking creates profoundness.
Kindness in giving creates love.”
~~ Lao-Tzu ~~
SMiLes.. Do EvenTuaLLy Arrive ALiVE..:)
“God has no religion.”
~~ Mahatma Gandhi ~~
Except For ‘the’ Word God
Gotta disagree on one; Life doesn’t scoff at Death; Life IS Death, and vice versa…. How would you know you were alive unless you had once been dead?
The last line, I believe, is Gandhi’s point….
*grin*
Love you guys…. What judge? What Senator? Oh, right. Been trying to ignore it, but they do make it hard to accomplish…
Silly monkeys….
See ya, dude…
gigoid
Love you and yours too.. gigoid.. And SMiLes i agree.. Life
Doesn’t make
Fun of
Death for
There is
No Life
Without Death
For the Joy of
Living
As in
See i am living
That in ultimate
Effect and Affect
Allows
Us to
Turn
Both
Janus
Ways
And Make
Fun of Death too..;)