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Reason to be aloof….

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Ffolkes,

Having spent rather more time walking, & less time writing, than is either usual, or, preferable for me yesterday, I can only say, I’m still not feeling guilty over it, AND, there is still no fresh Pearl. I did spend a few moments this morning searching out this one to reblog. It’s from about a year & a half ago, at the tail-end of my time in Hell of another’s making (damn shamans!….), which came out well, & includes one of my best poetic efforts…not because it’s comfortable, or necessarily great… but, it’s defines, to me, what poetry IS when done right…. At any rate, it’s all there, & should keep y’all happy until I can get something fresh put together… possibly for tomorrow morning. For now, I’m off on more walkabout, but, will spend some time today online to try a bit of catch-up, both writing, and reading blogs…. Perhaps I’ll even make a snarky comment or two, here and there….

Y’all keep up the strange; even if you don’t know it, it’s the best thing you can do. So, go ahead & practice your weird, and go forth, committing random acts of kindness and generosity to the world at large…. It throws ’em off your scent…. See ya soon….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

ā€œEverything in excess!
To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites.
Moderation is for monks.ā€

~~ Lazarus Long, from Robert A. Heinleinā€™s ā€œTime Enough For Loveā€ ~~

ketchikan early

Ketchikan, Alaska, before the invasionā€¦.

Hajimeā€¦. In my experience, the most difficult part of the continued presence of PTSD in my life is what occurred yesterday. I call it SOD, or, sudden onset depression, a euphemistic acronym, which makes it sound all official and clean, when, in truth, itā€™s a dirty fucking mess. Iā€™ll be cruising along, & will see, or hear, or experience some sort of stimulus, the nature of which is always unclear before it shows itself. This time, I saw a picture/story on FB, about an abused animal, & before I knew it, tears were flowing down my cheeks, and my mood plummeted into the depthsā€¦.

Not a happy time, especially since it coincided with the onset ofā€¦

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Piled Deeper and Higher, on toast….

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Ffolkes,

I have been busy, chasing my bliss out in the Big Blue Room… Well, when I can catch a glimpse of it, anyway. Mostly, I go walkabout, looking for it down alleys, along streams of water, or, in crowds of mingling humans…. where it likes to hide among the common elements all around us. This hasn’t left me much time for writing, or reading, but, I don’t feel any guilt, which tells me it’s the right path. I don’t think I can explain that, so, I won’t, for the moment, even try. I will say, though, I am writing now & then, & will post what I’ve put together in a day or two. For now, here is a Pearl from a time when life around here was much different, to say the least…. You really can’t understand how much the absence of pain, and the presence of sleep, in life can make such a huge change, until you’ve experienced them, and watched them go away…. Some of it, I hope, is going into a poem, which I’ll post when done… For now, please enjoy today’s mess, from early in 2015…. & I’ll be back in a short bit….

See ya, ffolkes…. Stay alert, and, remember to explore your strange….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

ā€œIā€™m not paranoid ā€“ just a student of history.ā€

~~ gigoid, the dubious, stealing from Smart Bee ~~

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Ā Ā Ā  I could rant, right here. ā€˜Twould be a simple task, given the picture above, taken in mid-winter in Northern California. But, having already been up for an hour, I donā€™t think I want to start ranting yet, in spite of having good reason. Three a.m. is too early in the day to start that kind of build-up of angst; the process becomes polluted with too much extra emotional force, supplied by anger at myself, for bozoid tendencies allowed to go rogueā€¦ The resultant mess takes me hours to clean up, even if itā€™s only in my headā€¦.

This getting old stuff is, well, getting old. Rather than complain about it, which weā€™ve all heard before, letā€™s try thisā€¦. Wait. No, better not. I remember last timeā€¦. Okay, how about thisā€¦ā€¦

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Rejected submissions for breakfast?…..

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Ffolkes,

I noticed I haven’t posted anything fresh yet this year, which may or may not be ominous, as in, an omen of some sort. But, I’m taking a break from engaging in speculative predictive utterances, so, I’ll make no judgment on that. To sublimate the now relatively powerful urge to spew, which I’ve mostly dumped on the real world of late, here is a Pearl from 2013, which originally appeared with some rather strange font changes from what I wrote. Today, I went into the HTML to try to fix it, & did a half decent job, only managing to screw up the poem, which I’ll re-post another time, as the rest came out much better than the first one. It’ll definitely do for today’s purpose, which is solely to make me feel less guilty for not writing. That has been accomplished, so, I’ll get on with my daily walkabout, & see y’all tomorrow, with a fresh Pearl…. Well, as fresh as they get these days, anyway. Until then, stay strange, & be well….

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Eyes wide open, I begin to type, gathering speed with each stroke. The machine warms to my touch, and begins to help, anticipating my every letter, until I am flying across the keyboard. Words keep magically appearing on the screen, until, at last, my mind reaches a point where ideas clash, and crash, burning, falling out of the figurative sky that stretches across one chamber of my brain, and I stopā€¦.. Having run completely out of words, or concepts, I once more gaze longingly at the screen, and realize Iā€™ve only typed one short paragraph, and shit, what am I going to do now, I canā€™t even do the James Joyce thing, even my own head is conspiring against me, what will I do now that all is lost?ā€¦..Whew! That was almost painfulā€¦. and not really very Joyce-like, was it? Having never read much of his work, I canā€™tā€¦

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It’s only a bastardized version; there’s no glaze….

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ffolkes,

I am beset by a number of conundrums, each of which contributes to NOT getting any writing done. First, and most annoying, is a resurgence of my CTS, Carpal Tunnel Syndrome, which makes my fingers go to sleep, along with a massive, intrusive aching of the hand & wrist joints. Second, my ass, and my skeleton at large, won’t tolerate sitting for long without issuing demands to change my activity. Both of these have made it quite problematic getting much done at the computer. To sublimate the also massive urge to post, here is one from 2014, with some decent ranting & video selections for your reading/viewing pleasure. I hope you enjoy it, and my time off, while I work at mitigating the effects of aging on my physical being. At my age, that may take a while, so, bear with me, if you will. I’ll be back; it may not be tomorrow, but, it will happen as soon as I can figure out a balance of some sort…. Be well, & happy as you may be….

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Ffolkes,

ā€œTime is like money; the less we have of it to spare, the further we make it go.ā€

~~ Josh Billings ~~

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Ā Ā Ā  I love this picture; I donā€™t think I even need to say why, as itā€™s pretty self-explanatory. It was taken from the London Daily Telegraph, from their Animal Pictures of the Week feature last week. They always post a lot of good pix, so, what the hell? It gets us started right?ā€¦.. Rightā€¦.

That said, I had a long day yesterday, with more exercise than I am used to; my plan to diet and exercise more is going pretty well. It did, however, leave me rather tired and sore today, meaning Iā€™ll need to go walk off the stiffness, so it conditions the muscles, rather than just collapsing, and letting the good I managed go to wasteā€¦.Ā  What that means for yā€™all is a shorter Pearlā€¦

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Assemble the marigolds for debarkation….

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Ffolkes,

Having posted a fresh Pearl yesterday, the newly current structure of Time I inhabit kept me busy enough to prevent the same today. I am still on call for babysitting duty, but, that shouldn’t keep me from working on one during the slack time…. but, even that is complicated by the attraction of three new books I received as Xmas gifts, all of which have already grabbed a piece of my attention. However, I did find this Pearl from 2016, with a rather fine rant/discussion of Life and Death from 2013. All in all it’s a pretty damn good one, so, I hope you enjoy the sublimation. I’ll be back with more fresh stuff in a day or two…. In the meantime, y’all be well, & happy as you may be, while I do my best to do the same. Stay strange, ffolkes….

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Ffolkes,

ā€œBecome who you are.ā€

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

More Galway 021Dusk over Galway Bay


He sat in a squalid, empty room, engaged in passive questing through the reaches of time, searching for truth. Finding none, he turned away, saddened by the defunct nature implied in such a loss. ā€œStill,ā€ he thought to himself, with an ironic smile touching the corners of his mouth, ā€œit could be worse. It could be raining.ā€ With a poignant shake of the head, he slipped into a dreamā€¦.

Rain poured down, filling the streets with rushing feet and pounding hearts. Beside the lamp post on the corner, he stood, dripping, with a small shadow of reality sticking to his shoe. Wiping it on the nearest centurion, as directed, he began to bail with the rest of the crowd, stopping periodically to clap his hand to his head, moaning, ā€œOh, for the boon of sanity!ā€, in stentorianā€¦

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Past, last fasts are finest kind….

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Ffolkes,

I had planned to post new material today, but, instead, I’ll be babysitting my granddaughter, a worthy excuse, to be sure. I’ll do my best to get it up tomorrow, but, no promises, as the wee one may be here more than one day. Time, that blabbermouth, will tell… Either way, see y’all soon enough. Take care out there, & remember to stay loose, & stay strange….’

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

ā€œHmph! Seriousness. Hmph! Sobriety. A Jedi craves them not.ā€

~~ Yoda Bee ~~

moons of saturnSaturnā€™s Moons, Aligned

Image from NASA via Space.com


Hajimeā€¦. Whew! Usually, as I sit to begin, Iā€™m still half-awake. Today after half-a-cuppa, a visit to the throne, and a fast, hard 15 training session with Leelu (it seems to hold her for a while, if I feed her afterwardā€¦), Iā€™m fully awake, if a bit out of breathā€¦. She demands we move fast in the morning, as sheā€™s been waiting for hours, no doubt, for me to wake upā€¦.. Ah, well, new routines always take time to feel comfortable with, so, so be itā€¦..

With that being said, Iā€™ve kinda messed up any nonsensical beginning; it also seems rather inappropriate to get too silly, or weird, after such a, well, realistic, if boring,Ā  beginningā€¦. As is my apparent habit, it has taken me only one andā€¦

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A stitch in crime saves time….

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Ffolkes,

A fresh Pearl is nearly complete, so, with a bit of luck, it should go up tomorrow. To get us there without any stress, here is a travelogue from my second trip to Ireland, spent with “boots on the ground:, so to speak. I hope you enjoy it nearly as much as I did posting it from the Emerald Isle…. See y’all soon, fer sure….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

ā€œI hold it to be the inalienable right of anybody to go to hell in his own way.ā€

~~ Robert Frost ~~

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Sunset over the Irish Sea, 2013


Good morningā€¦. Well, jet lag, it seems, is NOT stronger than insomniaā€¦. Though not entirely sure if Iā€™m still suffering from it, I am, nonetheless, up again at 0300. Since I did sleep six hours, that should be sufficient for the dayā€¦.. If not, well, naps are a good thingā€¦.

Thatā€™s all you get for today, ffolkes. I donā€™t have a lot of time for blather, not if you want Artā€¦. Iā€™ve a couple or three pix, of the B&B where Iā€™m staying right now, a lovely house, typically European in its age and decorā€¦. The proprietors are, of course, nice ffolkes (they are automatically accorded status as ffolkes, as they provide me with a service I enjoyā€¦), and have beenā€¦

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Baleful glances from a painfully shy basilisk….

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Ffolkes,

I’m still busy out in Reality, dealing with the seasonal frenzy, but, have a partial Pearl done, which I’ll post in a day or two. For now, to indicate I’m still alive, here’s a Pearl from 2015, which has some game, and a bunch of fun comments. I hope you enjoy this visit into our sordid past here on ECR…. If not, well…. oh, well. Try again later, I guess. For now, be strange and keep cool…. always good advice, right? Right. See ya soon enough, ffolkes….

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Ffolkes,

However many holy words you read,
However many you speak,
What good will they do you
If you do not act on upon them?

~~ Buddha ~~

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Image by europasicewolf, at https://europasicewolf.wordpress.com/2015/07/12/wolfie-chew-sticks-you-turned-the-air-blue/


Good morningā€¦. Thanks to the machinations of the machine, which we laughingly call modern society, Iā€™m up, even though itā€™s not actually anywhere near morning. Technically, I suppose, I have to call it that, as we are an hour and a half into the new day. Somehow, I find it insulting to actually think of this hour as the hour to arise from bed, theoretically, and literally full of piss & vinegar, ready and eager to face the dayā€¦. Being force to get up due to twitching, and/or hurting, doesnā€™t quite fit the picture I had in mind when I thought of retirementā€¦.

SIGHā€¦. Okay, enough obscure whining. Iā€™m up, though I donā€™t really want toā€¦

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Doubtful dreams, dubiously delivered….

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Ffolkes,

Today, if I were posting, would mark the fourth day since last posting at all. I haven’t been around much, & actually spent one entire day without ever entering the online world. Though it’s been a good thing, overall, I do feel a bit of angst over not having gotten rid of a lot of mental dross that generally finds its way on screen, and, thankfully, out of my head. But, I still can’t seem to push out the poem that’s in there percolating, and don’t much feel like spouting off my usual blather. To let y’all know I am still alive & kicking, as well as to sublimate my need to write, here is a rather good Pearl from about a year and a half ago, with some good introspection, and a plethora of fine pearls. I hope you enjoy it, and, I hereby promise to make a strong effort to “go live” tomorrow. Until then, stay strange, and be well….

The BBR is calling, but, I’ll be back soon….

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Ffolkes,

ā€œLife shrinks or expands in proportion to oneā€™s courage.ā€

Ā ~~ Anais Nin ~~

ugly beautyBeauty can be found even in uglinessā€¦


Hajimeā€¦. I am empty of words. Those five you see in the previous sentence are the best beginning I could think to write, which goes to show just how empty I am at this moment. In spite of the unexpected sleep that I got, Iā€™m tired, and grumpy, and just not in the mood. For anything.

Since there is nothing to say, I suppose Iā€™ll go with the flow, and try to get a Pearl done without any sort of input from any sort of creative force. Talk about trusting the processā€¦. Now we will see just how reliable the process has become, or, weā€™ll see an even greater mess than usual. The only fair way to judge it will be from the other end, so, weā€™ll go thereā€¦

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Side effects of eloquence, no charge….

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Ffolkes,

Really, I did make an effort to finish the currently unfinished Pearl I’ve been composing, but, the BBR kept calling me back out of my chair. Then, when I tried again this morning, SB went all wonky on me… So, here is a rather fine really old-school Pearl from the early days here at ECR. It got some decent traffic, and a pile of good comments, so, it must be worth a read…. I’ll do my best to post fresh tomorrow; in the meantime, please enjoy today’s offering (well, re-offering, I suppose), and stay strange. It’s really your best hope….

See ya soon

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
SIGHā€¦.. I knowā€¦. one look at the big sigh, and youā€™re all, ā€œSo, whatā€™s his problem?ā€Ā  Typicalā€¦. just kidding. No, the sigh was for real, actually. It was in reaction to a thought I often have at this moment, a thought that can determine the entire dayā€™s direction. Of course, while I was typing, that thought went completely away, and now Iā€™m stuck in the middle of this paragraph with no subject matter, which is about par for my course this early in the morning. How, you are asking, will he ever pull himself out of this one? Well, Iā€™ll tell you, he has no frigging idea at this point. Heā€™s trying hard not to panic, but Iā€™m afraid his effort isnā€™t getting very far, because heā€™s about to FREAK OUT!Ā  Shit! Damn it! Now Iā€™m pissedā€¦ hold on, be right backā€¦.

As you can see, he did. Freakā€¦

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