Further on down the road…

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Ffolkes,

It’s been more than two months since my last post, sad to say. I’m also a trifle sad to say this post is merely a chatty news entry, mostly to see if I can still type at all. I’m in the library, since subconsciously deciding my life wasn’t complicated enough, said decision manifested by dumping coffee all over my computer, turning it into a paperweight. As if that weren’t enough, I have also managed to lose both my pairs of glasses, as well as a wallet, containing every form of identification known to modern man, all of which requires replacement or some sort of bureaucratic penance…

Sigh…. Ah well, such is life in the big city, otherwise known as Consensual Reality in its physical form, aka the Big Blue Room….

Since I have no idea how long it will take to obtain a new computer & configure it enough to get back, I won’t try to predict at all. I’ll simply say, see y’all when I see you….

Ambiguity

fills every waking moment;

such is human life.

~~ gigoid ~~

Love

gigoid, the dubious

Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes, I just sits.

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Splendid specimens, sir….do they wiggle?

Ffolkes,

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

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gigoid

Ffolkes,
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……
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“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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Miso, marmalade, or muskrat?….

Ffolkes,

The new poem FINALLY got done; unfortunately, the process of getting it there exhausted me sufficiently to preclude finishing the rest of the intended mess. To hold y’all (pronounced ‘me’..) until I can do so, here is an iconic Pearl from a couple years ago, right about the time I returned from Hell. There’s a fine religirant, a decent poem, and some fine entertainment. Enjoy, for now, & I’ll be back tomorrow with an all new entry for the archives. Have a good one, ffolkes….

gigoid, the dubious

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gigoid

Ffolkes,

“Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others;
to be, not to seem.

~~ Michael de Montaigne ~~

~~ Essays, Book ii, Chap. xxxvii, ~~

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Bar at the Old Swan, London

Hajime…. Of the nearly 80 hours I spent in London in 2013, many were spent in the public house you see pictured today at the top of this page. The Old Swan, established in 16something, was about as typical a pub as you’ll find anywhere in England. Since it was located about one block from my B&B in Kensington, I spent many a happy hour observing the day and night life of the Londoners who frequented the old pub. This morning, I chose the picture simply for the good memories it brings, of a trip I’d dreamed of my entire life.

Today, I appreciate the memories, as they are a welcome change from the OTHER memories recently flooding…

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Scratching at the nadir of indifference….

Ffolkes,

Wow…. An entire week has passed since I was able to sit long enough to complete a fresh Pearl… AND, it may be another day or two until I can do so. Hence, another reblog, from our rather extensive archives. This one is from the relative early days here at ECR, about a year after first beginning to write & post here on WP. It’s pretty decent; in fact, its reasonably iconic, for a Pearl. I’ll be back soon, I hope; sitting is being enforced today by extensive weather issues, so, maybe I can shuffle around enough to get one done…. one may always hope, yes? Yes….

Enough blather; let’s get on with the day, shall we? Y’all be well, & happy, and as strange as you can manage…. I’ll join you, & rejoin y’all soon, in the flesh known as real time….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
I’ve always known that Murphy was an asshole, but this month he has gone to new, extreme lengths to mess with my head, and I really don’t appreciate it.  As a non-corporeal entity, he no doubt feels safe from any retribution on my part, but I swear, I will figure out how to have a negative effect on an iconic force of nature, and he will pay, and pay, and pay for all the crap he puts me through….. and if not, well, it’s fun to think about it…..

I suspect that he really doesn’t have to extend himself very far to get cooperation from the USPS; they’re set up to aid his kind of purpose by the very nature of their business. They are responsible for carrying dreams and hopes to people who are desperately waiting for them to arrive, and it only takes a minimum of effort…

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A facility for gasping at flaws….

Ffolkes,

It’s been four days since I posted, back on All Fool’s Day. I’ve been busy out in the BBR, NOT sitting, so, not much done here in cyberspace. To sublimate, and let y’all know I’m still alive, (surprise!…), here is a rather decent Pearl from early in 2016, during the last stages of my trip to Hell & Back…. I hope you enjoy it as much as I’m enjoying regaining some of my youthful vigor. I’ll be back relatively soon, so, hang in there. Be well, & happy, and all that other good stuff….

Dubiously yours….

gigoid, the dubious

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gigoid

Ffolkes,

“Just by choosing where you stand,
You alter your destiny.”

~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~

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Hajime…. Finding our natural rhythm, once lost under the sands of time and circumstance, can take time, even if one is treading the proper path. The damage done by neglect over time is just as deep as that incurred quickly, adding to the frustrations that come with any such effortful task. But, small steps get one to the same place as long strides, thus taking the time needed to make sure one remains on the correct path. Or, as is commonly stated by those wise ones on the streets, “Keep on truckin’!….

All that said, it merely means I’m late again; different reason, but, the rhythm remains the same. The result is, I’m again sitting here, with nothing really done for this Pearl, beyond picking a picture for…

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Illusion is a deck with 51 cards….

Ffolkes,

I had planned to blow this off again, but, my Celtic nature, so prone to guilt, intervened to compel me to find something to post. In spite of not having much time I can afford to spend on my butt today, I managed to find this, from a bit over two years ago…. It’s a fine, iconic Pearl, just the right tone for the current state of affairs & I hope you enjoy it. I’m working, bit by bit, on a fresh one for tomorrow ( I DO like to post on All Fool’s Day….), with relatively high hopes for success. I won’t ask y’all to wish me luck, as that’s just dumb; instead I’ll say only, I’ll need it. Meantime, be cool, and strange, and all those things one can do to make the journey worth our time….

See ya soon, ffolkes, cosmically speaking….

gigoid, the dubious

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gigoid

Ffolkes,

“To make your children capable of honesty is the beginning of education.”

~~ John Ruskin ~~

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Tá sé i foscadh a chéile go gcónaíonn daoine.

It is in the shelter of each other that people live.

~~ Irish Proverb ~~


Hajime…. El Niño has come to California, bringing copious amounts of rain, sufficient to pound the windows hard enough to wake the dead; since I’m not quite there, it woke me, too. Nice to hear, actually, as we are, rain notwithstanding, deep into a serious drought in this neck of the North American woods. While welcome, the rain, as usual, will be trumpeted as disaster in the making, and people will wander around to their work and play, as if they’d never had to deal with rain in their lives….. Every time an event of almost any nature, whether caused by man, society, or nature, it…

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Incidents of random iridescence….

Ffolkes,

Sadly, I still cannot sit for more than a couple moments, making computer work next door to impossible. I managed, this morning, to last long enough to find a Pearl to re=blog, one posted first in late 2015. I have much to do in the BBR again, but, will make an effort to get the newest fresh Pearl done as soon as I can sit for more than two minutes without pain or bloodshed (don’t ask…).

Angst is building within; I can feel it. NOT being able to write is, trust me, just as bad as HAVING to do so…. and, feeling both is worse than either alone…. SIGH… We humans sure do know how to fuck with ourselves, don’t we?….

I’ll be back, ffolkes. Who knows? It could even be soon…. Y’all be well; & happy. It’s better than the alternative, trust me….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“We are confronted with insurmountable opportunities.”

~~ Walt Kelly, “Pogo” ~~

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Hajime…. Not sure why, but, woke up today in a crusty mood; it must be the shoes. Who knows, &, moreover, who cares? I don’t, not today. In fact, it may not be possible to describe just how little a fuck I give today, so I won’t try. I’ll merely refer you to the previous sentence for an example, & be done with it. In point of fact, I’m in such a place right now to be done with this intro; being retired, I can damn well do what I please, so, I say, without caring at all about repeating myself, fuck it. I declare this intro section complete….

So be it….

Shall we Pearl?….

“We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember with gratitude how we took them along…

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Mundane notions of propriety, at cost….

Ffolkes,

A complete Pearl, of the fresh, just-written variety, is, apparently, harder than I’d expected to get done. Physical issues continue to keep me off my ass, & that’s the only way I can type. I cannot say with any accuracy when it will be done, so, I won’t. Instead, I’ll just reblog this Pearl from about 2 years ago, during the last period of time when I COULD sit for the time needed to get the process completely done… It’s a pretty Iconic Pearl, with all the correct parts in place, so, it will have to suffice for the nonce….

I’m stubborn, so, I WILL be back; I just can’t say exactly when that might be…. In the meantime, be well, & happy as you may be. I’ll continue to be strange, a habit I encourage you all to foster…. Ta then, luvs….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact
that each moment of life is a miracle and a mystery.”

~~ H.G. Wells ~~

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Super Moon 9/8/2014

Hajime…. It is now a bit after 5 AM here in California, which means I’ve been up for at least two hours, trying to find the words to begin. As you see, the words found are, shall we say, less than compelling? Yes, we shall. Yet, even though there isn’t anything particularly elegant or inspiring laying about my mind, there is enough material already in place to make up a dandy little Pearl. Therefore, we went with the realistic confession of our inability to create, which, though less than riveting, gets us down the page….

How far it will get us remains to be seen, as I am unsure, given my current mental status, just how…

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Truck stop pastries for lunch & dinner….

Ffolkes,

I had hoped to be ready to post a fresh Pearl, but, the physical issues which make doing that problematic continue to do just that; currently, I can’t sit for more than two or three minutes without having to get up & move. This made it hard to even find a Re-blog with which to sublimate the urge to post. I did, though, & here ’tis, in all its faded glory, from about two years ago, near the end of my time in Hell. I hope y’all enjoy it,…. Our weather is finally dry, so, perhaps I’ll be able to get the current work in progress done soon…. One may hope, yes? Yes.

Y’all take care, & accept the usual caveats. Me, I’m outta here for my first walkabout of the day…. See ya, ffolkes….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“In this world there is always danger for those who are afraid of it.”

~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~

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Hajime…. Bilious clouds of noxious fumes rose up to obscure the hallway, as Perry Gomes carefully passed by the broken pipes, from which the gases were leaking. Perry thought to himself it wasn’t surprising, when two buses full of commuters crashed into each other, then bounced into the pumping station; a bit of damage was to be expected. Perry, who worked for the company which maintained the gas lines, was tasked with going into the mess to assess the damage. As he peered down the hallway, in the light of the near-useless flash, he could see something moving, thrashing about against the walls, smashing all in its path. “My God,” he thought, “it’s an intro to a Pearl! How will we ever fix that!”

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Here, we hold Doubt to be sacred….

Ffolkes,

G’day, from a very soggy northern California. In the past two weeks, and for a day or two more, we’ve been ‘enjoying’ a steady progression of late winter storms, with barely a day between them to dry out… Today, as the Spring Equinox, we can at least consider them to be spring rains, heralding a bounteous blooming for the new rebirth after winter. Good thing, too, as mold might otherwise become a problem….

I’m working on a fresh Pearl, & still have hopes of finishing my latest poem before it’s done; unfortunately, it still insists on getting onto paper at its own pace, which has nothing to do with any other sort of time… So be it; it’ll be done when it’s done…..

For now, here is a Pearl from about 3.5 years ago, right before the beginning of my recent descent into Hell, which lasted for a year and a half, ridding my body of the poisons my doctors were flooding my system with for ten years. In any case, all resentment over that aside, today’s selection has some pretty decent rants, a plethora of links to evidence supporting the assertions made, and some fine video entertainment… I hope you enjoy it, and will be back in a day, or maybe two…

Be well, be happy as you may be, and, for goodness’ sake, be strange. It can’t hurt, and it can definitely help…. See ya, ffolkes….

gigoid, the dubious

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gigoid

Ffolkes,

“I see from your coat, my friend, you’re from the other side.

There’s just one thing I’d like to know: 

Who won?”

~~ David Crosby ~~

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    This gorgeous picture is from Space.com, an artist’s rendering of a massive supernova somewhere out in space…. It’s beauty make a very apt counterpoint to the line from David Crosby’s song of revolution, written in the 1970’s, during the Vietnam War demonstrations, when revolution was in the air…. as it is again these days…. The same forces in society that were being exposed then are still at work, destabilizing the world, widening the income gap, as the rich become richer, the poor become poorer, and the middle class slowly disappears, a very few of them joining the ranks of those who have more than they need, while the rest rejoin the poverty level folks they once pitied and scorned….

As is clear…

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