A series of crippling platitudes….

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Ffolkes,

“Truth is sacred;
and if you tell the truth too often
nobody will believe it.”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, ILN, 2/24/06 ~~

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The CEO….

Hajime…. I’ve managed to cobble together a fairly decent Pearl, in only one day, so, I’ll post it, & hope for the best. My recent absences have, I think, caused some Gentle Readers to not come by very often…. SIGH. Oh, well; so be it. Since I do have this one ready, I guess I’ll post it right away. In order to do so in a timely fashion, I’ll even condescend to forgo all tricks, traps, sudden turns, or nonsensical forays into my head, opting instead to call this an intro, & be done with it. It’s actually one of my favorite openings, if only because I don’t have to come up with anything in particular, beyond what you already observe. Yep, I’m often lazy, but, then, I am human, aren’t I? Why, yes, yes I am. See y’all in the closing section….

Shall we Pearl?….

“To make up a great action there are no subordinate mean ones.”

~~ Thoreau ~~

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No introduction needed today; the music I’ve chosen is of a genre everyone knows, as it is, perhaps, the single most ancient form of sharing music, other than by singing. Humans have played guitars, or an instrument like it, since the days we hung out in caves to stay dry during inclement weather. In my opinion, anyone who does NOT like classical guitar simply hasn’t learned how to be fully human…. Enjoy!….

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Blue chameleon

It’s hot today, with chances of pain & rain.
So it says on the news.
Guess there’s nothing to do again
unless it’s sing the blues.

The blues are gettin’ old, though.
So I say, & I should know.
I been singin’ the bloody songs, y’know?
For what seems a long row to hoe.

S’pose it could get better someday.
I’ve heard that tune before.
Always seemed out of tune anyway;
I ain’t waitin’ any more.

Bang those drums & kick the cans.
May as well raise some hell.
Clang together some old pots & pans;
It hides the little voices so well.

Never worry, don’t you fear at all.
We’ve got certificates of note.
Bureaucratic protections, officially small.
Non carborundum illegitimi, he wrote.

Time, and circumstance, wrote me today.
It came in the daily mail from home.
It said I shouldn’t write unless I say
you’ll be charged for the distance you roam.

~~ gigoid ~~

5/28/2016

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Naked Pearls

Notes on Life at Large….

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“An it harms none, do what thou will.”

~~ Wiccan Credo ~~

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“Man shall not live by bread alone.”

~~ New Testament, Matthew iv, 4; Deuteronomy viii, 3 ~~

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“Forget the cake, go for the icing.”

~~ from Observations on Life From Children ~~

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“All’s fair in love and war – What a contemptible lie.”

~~ Lazarus Long ~~

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“We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves;
otherwise we harden.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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“It is a fundamental law of nature that nothing ever quite works out.”

~~ Murphy’s Seventh Law ~~

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“Sure, understanding today’s complex world of the future
is a little like having bees live in your head.
But there they are . . .”

~~ The Firesign Theater, “I Think We’re All Bozos On This Bus!” ~~

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There you have it, ffolkes. To make the closing section rather more of a match for the intro, I shall bring it to a rapid close, without the usual caveats, contortions, or blather. Makes for a nice change, don’t you think? Whatever…. I’ll be back tomorrow, if reality doesn’t intrude in its inimitable fashion. Until then, be well, & happy as you may be. I’m heading out into the BBR today, for a bit of guitar practice meself. Don’t step on any myrmidons; it irritates their sense of entitlement…. See ya….

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

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Ffolkes,


“Boredom is the feeling that everything is a waste of time;

serenity, that nothing is.”


~~ Thomas Szasz ~~


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Attitude….


Hajime…. It seems one truly can never expect the unexpected…. I was standing on my back porch, when my mind settled into a train of thought which led to an epiphany, of a deep, and abiding truth. Without detailing what led to this, (because now, it seems so obvious, the triggering perception is unimportant…. it’s in the past….), it can be said thus: The universe in which we live, which we have determined to exist in duality of nature, begins where it ends, with the very process, and concept, of creation. The simple most critical point of this duality thus demands that creation MUST simultaneously destroy. That’s it; everything else we perceive, as well as any and every thing we can imagine, by its birth, destroys the universe that existed prior to its inception…


The implications of this idea are staggering in scope; thus far, I cannot think of any part of reality that does not obey this injunction, nor any part that suggests anything that can alter it, without altering the very nature of reality. Go figure, eh?…. Exquisitely simple, as is life, when one can learn to accept things as they are, without any need, or desire, to change anything other than one’s self; they are the only changes that can alter our own reality, for they change, at once, our perception, and our ability to attain serenity and clarity of mind in the balance, the ambiguity, in the very imbalanced balance of the universe. Death. The concomitant fears that go along with the certain knowledge of our own ‘end’, lose their power to affect us, for we know, for certain, all is as it is meant to be… for WE are the ones who supply the meaning, with the expression of our spirit in the poem/song/dance that we create by living.


Is this sinking in? Every living creature, here, or anywhere in the universe we can perceive, is continuously engaging in the process of creation, destroying the present by the existence of a potential future; each moment of our lives is a note in a song, a word in rhyme, a step in the dance of living. Each second of living, each creature is making itself new, and destroying its old self in the process…. Every rock, every mountain, every atom, all change, made new each second by every life it surrounds and supports, as the other side of the coin of existence…. Pretty cool, eh?….


Wow… Did that just happen? Hmm… As I still observe the lines above, it appears so. It seems the time I’ve spent recently, immersed in music, has provided me with some rather cogent ideas for cogitation…. I am thinking, at this point, the intro section was probably not the right place to let all that out; what’s more, it obviously isn’t done; there’s a lot more to be said… but, I think it’s going to be a poem. While considering what to include in today’s poetry section, I found a poem I wrote about a year ago, which seems to echo, from the past, some of the stimulation for these ideas; they’ve clearly been percolating a while. The final group of pearls has many of my favorite contributors, all in one fine common thread….


In any case, it’s probably a good time to go to the rest of today’s Pearl. I’ve put some work into it, including finding what I think is the absolutely perfect accompanying music for today… Before reading further, turn it on; it makes it all better…. Now, let’s see what there is to see….


Shall we Pearl?….


“Rock gives reality to the otherwise abstract notion of transhuman time.”


~~ Edward Abbey ~~


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Moondance - Van Morrison - (1970) - (freeallmusic.me)


To anyone over the age of 30 who knows anything about music, this artist needs no introduction. Those of us listening when he began playing his song to the world, and to literally millions upon millions of people around the world, this album’s songs will be not merely familiar, but, loved. It also works very well to go along with reading damn near anything; in fact, I can’t think of a time, or a task, it would not enhance…. If you haven’t ever heard it (unlikely, but, possible in today’s world….), you’re in for a treat…. Enjoy!….


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“I have thought many times since that if poets

when they get discouraged

would blow their brains out,

they could write very much better when they got well.”


~~ Mark Twain ~~


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Hmm… A bit prosaic, eh, Mark? Perhaps, one who wrote only prose felt a bit jealous? Perhaps…. but, it seems to work for me, so, maybe he’s right….


Absently Gestalt


After the echoes of silence are faded away

Comes the cacophony which accompanies dismay.

Apocalyptic thoughts and emotions run free

Spreading fear enough to fill the holy see.


Speak softly to the beloved ruling class

Deathly darts sunk deep are painful, and crass

Sloth and ignorance are commonly shared

By those who would rule, alone or au paired.


Images and opinions are sullenly forlorn

Yet hope shines bright wherever ’tis borne.

Feeble strengths hide many objective flaws

For reality bites, with hard, vicious jaws.


Can you stand up and state your own name?

Will you hide in a handle, behind a great flame?

No hole and no mind is so deep and so wide

As to furnish safe haven in which to hide.


Bring out the weapons of your reluctant choice

Bring them to bear on the sound of their voice.

Silence the ignorant, and muzzle the fear

Make reason the only message you hear….


~~ gigoid ~~


9/5/2016


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Naked Pearls


“Let the buyer beware…”


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“Do not be angry with me if I tell you the truth.”


~~ Socrates ~~


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“Everyone who becomes conscious of

even a fraction of his unconscious

gets outside his own time and social stratum

into a kind of solitude.”


~~ Carl Jung ~~


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“When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth.”


~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~


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“No man is free who is not master of himself.”


~~ Epictetus ~~


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“If there is a sin against life,

it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life

as in hoping for another life

and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.”


~~ Albert Camus ~~


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“The road uphill and the road downhill are one and the same.”


~~ Heraclitus ~~


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“There are as many nights as days,

and the one is just as long as the other in the year’s course.

Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness,

and the word ‘happy’ would lose its meaning

if it were not balanced by sadness.”


~~ Carl Jung ~~


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“Don’t hit me!!  I’m in the Twilight Zone!!!”


~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~


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Well…. Not too shabby, even considering how long it took me to put it all together. As they say downtown, I’ll take it. And, so will you. I’ll try to return in a timely fashion; ‘timely’, of course, is relative, but, so be it. For now, I am content, & such moments should be savored. To best do so, I’m goin’ back to bed awhile. Afterward, I’ll go see what sort of trouble I can cause…. hopefully, for anyone but me…. Y’all might consider doin’ the same; never can be too much trouble of that sort…. I’ll be back, so, stay alert….


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


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À bientôt, mon cherí….





		
	
					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


A few Gentle Readers may have noted my absence the past two days… To be honest, I’ve been hovering, for at least two days, (beginning, oddly enough, a couple hours after my last post of a fresh Pearl), over the edge of what feels like a very deep hole of black depression. To keep from falling in, I’ve immersed myself in music…. Classical, hard rock, virtuoso guitarists, and women hitting that high E above C (which always gives me goose bumps….), have lifted me away from the edge, enough so I AM working on another fresh Pearl. But, the ultimate outcome remains unclear, so, I’m re-blogging again today, to soften the edges of my angst, and to, hopefully, provide y’all with some stuff to consider. This one is from 2013, while I still lived in relative poverty, awaiting word on whether Social Security would condescend giving up my benefits slightly before actual retirement age as set by the ridiculous laws we live by. I had a LOT of time to think then, & this Pearl reflects that pretty well, with a discussion covering human nature, and our ever-present conflict with Reality… Some great poetry, too, with some fine pearls in support of the ranting…. All in all, a fine example of an iconic Pearl of Virtual Wisdom… I hope you enjoy it…. I’ll work on a fresh Pearl for tomorrow, & hopefully, can stay sane enough to get it done…. Wish me luck, if you dare… Otherwise, have fun with this one, & have a decent day out there, remembering to keep cool, and be strange…. I will, for sure….


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Ffolkes,

Now, this is scary…. I never knew that a mere blank, white screen could hold so much fear….. Not only is the screen blank, so is my head, and time is passing. It’s already after 0800, due to being up until 0100 for some unknown reason, and not arising until after 0700….. No big deal, but throws me off a bit to have my schedule change again, willy nilly, just because my head wouldn’t shut up last night…..



Then, of course, there is the problem of this morning’s Pearl…. Once more, I’m completely at a loss as to how I should get going…. no fictional scenarios are floating around in there, and my sense of humor doesn’t seem to be awake quite yet, despite the rest of me being up and about, just as if I were normal….. which, as we all know, just isn’t the case….. I left…


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Ffolkes,


Frankly, I got lost, for most of yesterday, then, overnight, in dreams… Since that included nearly 10 hours of sleep in one night, I’m pretty happy about it, even if it means I must re-blog today, again…. I not only forgot, while under the music’s spell, to put together a Pearl, but, also forgot to get to any of my intended reading of other blogs…. So be it…. Here’s another Pearl from the day’s I ranted, with the obligatory shots taken at the Asininnies, those who prey upon their own species. I’ll be back tomorrow morning, if I manage to catch up to anywhere near reality. One is allowed to hope, yes? Well, one hopes so, if in vain. Regardless, I’ll now go to begin that process, & leave y’all to enjoy today’s offering. Should the true case be otherwise, well, such is Life for those of us who reside here; deal with it, we must, as the little green Jedi Master would say….


Be well, be happy as you may, & enjoy making the poem that is your life…


gigoid, the dubious


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Ffolkes,



Truth be told, getting up when I do to write these Pearls is becoming more of a chore than it ever has in the past….. While fighting the pre-coffee, pre-magic cream kick-in, and the lethargy that now dogs me each morning, I experienced a small epiphany…. and then lost it….. It’s really too bad, too, because I’m fairly sure it was important, and would have made my life, if not easier, at least more comfortable…. SIGH…. I know it’s going to be a tough day when my own mind fails to get on board with the program, in spite of the offerings made by reality to expiate the difficulty….



I suppose I’ll have to push on, though, as my sense of Duty is so entwined with this purpose, this process will plague me until my last breath…. and possibly beyond…. Isn’t THAT a scary thought? Oh well, it’s not…


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Ffolkes,


I could be dishonest, or, as some would say, I could prevaricate to explain today’s re-blog rather than posting a fresh Pearl. But, that is indulgent, and goes against the grain of my soul, as fashioned by the late Sarge. So, I’ll admit to being too damn over hung to even start a Pearl today… at least, not until later, after the worst portion of Jack’s revenge has passed… So be it. I did find a rather fine example of a semi-rantish Pearl, which I hope you enjoy as sublimation of my virtual presence…. Or, as a great many of today’s youth might say, ‘whatever’….


I’ll see y’all tomorrow, if I can get caught up to myself; if not, well, I suppose Time, that blabbermouth, will tell….


Be well, be happy as you may, & stay alert… you know, all the usual stuff….


gigoid, the dubious


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Ffolkes,






“To love someone deeply gives you strength. 
Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.”
~~ Lao Tzu ~~



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     If one accepts the premise set fort above by Lao Tzu, then I am immensely strong, but, have yet to be able to define courage in myself…. a thought that occurred to me as I read it this morning…. Oh, that isn’t to say I am not loved; I do have children, both of whom still talk to me, so, I’m good to go there…. Also, I have friends, who have been so named for over 50 years; I know well the love that abides between us…. But, of the love he speaks about here, I am apparently unfamiliar…. and, to be honest, that hurts…. a lot.



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Ffolkes,


“We dwell at the bottom of the sky.”


~~ Subtle Bee ~~


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Memorial of the Exodus, Galway…


Hajime…. Well, here we are again. Rather late, if y’all hadn’t noticed; so late, in fact, there’s no time to explain any of the reasons, none of which could be considered either justifiable, or rational, other than existing as rationalization. So, we’ll skip all that, & get on with today’s mess, which was thrown together, helter-skelter, in just under an hour. This is, unfortunately, much less time than I typically spend on a Pearl, so, I’ll forgo any nonsense about the quality, & merely acknowledge ’tis done…


It is, to my credit, completely fresh & original; the old-school pearl, composed of seven fine gems, came together in, if not record time, a remarkably adequate fashion. There is our usual musical compromise, with some of the world’s greatest music collected for your listening pleasure by some random You Tube user. And, there is a new poem, finished this morning under extreme pressure, the extremity of which I found necessary to get it down on the screen before the blood loss reached a critical level. Go figure, eh? Sometimes, it’s easier than others, so, I hope you enjoy it…. Personally, I think it’s not bad, but, I often don’t really ‘get it’ myself until the metaphors have circled around my head for a while….


Okay, chatty rationale aside, I’d best get posted, before the reality of the day’s agenda strikes home. To do so with dispatch, I’ll employ an old, old literary technique, which I call ‘the dump’…. You’ve seen it before; it works like this….


Shall we Pearl?….


“Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds

on the heel that has crushed it.”


~~ Mark Twain ~~


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Those familiar with our habits here on ECR will know just why I chose classical music today; those not so in tune may merely enjoy it, without knowing I’m ‘going with the flow’… Either way, it’s good stuff to read by…. Abondanza!….


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Whispers in the Dark


Contrast burgeons, each moment we exist,

drawing perception, offering simply delicious ambiguity;

imagination gives reality an emotional twist,

we create the dance, step by step, in perpetuity.


Glorious, spinning with uninhibited glee,

joyous in well-fitted shoes, alive in every atom;

Death itself smiles, in gentle wonder, to see

such pure illumination, deeper than any fathom.


Myrmidons stand, helmeted heads shaking in sad confusion,

unable to comprehend the complex notion of simplicity;

multitudes gaze hypnotically into depths of crass illusion

totally ignorant of their own  vile duplicity.


Precluded from taking flight in silent wonder, we fight

to preserve all we believe, ever falling short of kindness.

Beauty remains; we walk through it to the light,

a glimpse of druidic insight leaves us wishing for blindness.


~~ gigoid ~~


8/21/2017


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Notes on Process and Program….


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“He who conquers himself is the mightiest warrior.”


~~ Confucius ~~


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“In memory everything seems to happen to music.”


~~ Tennessee Williams ~~


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“Have the courage to act instead of react.”


~~ Earlene Larson Jenks ~~


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“I am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose.”


~~ H. B. Constant ~~


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“Because right is right, to follow right

Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.”


~~ Alfred Tennyson, “Oenone” ~~


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“Each man reaps on his own farm.”


~~ Plautus — “Mostellaria”, Act iii, Sc. 2, 112, (799.) ~~


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“Life is not meant to be easy, my child; but take courage

— it can be delightful.”


~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~


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I can honestly say I don’t know how I did it, so, I won’t. I will note, however, it’s done, and a damn good thing, as my OCD is building up angst, the later it gets. Over two hours past the artificial, yet compulsory, time I set for myself, & I’m still typing. How about I stop here, & go get this posted? Okay…. See y’all in a day or so, when I find some space in my head to make the effort to ‘pull it together’. Let’s not get into how long that might be; let’s just say, blessed be, & be on our merry, if less than perfectly sane way….


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


dozer3


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Ffolkes,


Since I had another day of ‘blowing off’ the internet and all its shiny distraction, there’s no fresh Pearl for today. I had originally intended to completely blow off today, by not posting at all, but, when I got up to sign in, WP notified me it is my sixth anniversary here on gigoid.me. Not too shabby, eh? Six years of cathartic ranting & writhing seems to have been good for me, in certain ways too complicated to go into for now. To honor the anniversary, I decided to repost an older Pearl, & managed to find this one rather quickly…. At the time this was posted, I had just begun my descent into the hell of opioid withdrawal; I didn’t know it at the time, but, the remainder of 2014, and ALL of 2015 was spent sinking ever deeper in that quagmire; about halfway into 2016 I finally re-emerged into the light of day, & have been steadily searching for my bliss ever since…. 


All that aside, today is another grand day of babysitting for my son; my granddaughter and I will spend the day wandering about, looking for adventure, so, creating Pearls is on hold until tonight, at least… I hope you enjoy today’s blast from the past, which contains a rather good poem by Emily (what else is new?), and some decent, if ancient ranting. I’ll work at getting a Pearl done for tomorrow, but, other tasks are also calling for attention, so, bear with me, please…. I’ll be back, as Arnie said to such good effect, & I hope y’all will join me when I am… Until then, be well, be happy, and, well, be blessed…


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Ffolkes,






“A wise player ought to accept his throws and score them, not bewail his luck.”
~~ Sophocles (496-406 BC) ~~ Phaedra, Frag. 862 ~~
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     For the last 10 days or so, we’ve had some weather here in NorCal, mostly of the rainy variety. While the resultant water levels in our reservoirs, miniscule though they may be, are welcome, it’s been something of an ordeal for me, as I have reached a stage in my life where all those old wives tales, and cultural truisms about aging are coming home to roost, right here in my own skeleton. We hear all our lives how old ffolkes can predict the weather, due to feeling pain in the joints prior to any changes…. I’ve always assumed it was a myth, but, since my own joints have started to complain whenever the weather gets wet, I can see how it may eventually…


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Tomorrow, I get to spend another day with my granddaughter. While I’m happy about that, I’m also still recovering from the last time we got together, to more of a degree than might otherwise be expected. I spent yesterday, and plan to spend today, lost in my own head while I allow my body to rest. While creating fresh Pearls remains a therapeutic practice, I find the rest to be as necessary…. All this goes to support today’s decision to re-blog rather than create, so, we’ll all have to deal with it as best we can…. I AM working on a new poem, & hope to have it ready for the next post, hopefully tomorrow, but, more likely on Monday. In the meantime, please enjoy this treatise from 2013, which meanders around the head I wore at the time rather extensively…. I’ll be back with some fresh thoughts as soon as I can pull it together… See ya, ffolkes. 


Blessed Be


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Ffolkes,



The glory of autumn’s yearly advent, with it’s increasingly cold temperatures, and ever-growing daily cloud cover, greeted me as I awoke this morning…. Strangely enough, I was NOT outside, camping in a tent, nor was I sleep-walking, so this meant somebody, who shall remain nameless, left the windows wide open! Grabbing the nearest t-shirt, I jumped up (as much as I can at this stage in life…), and came out to get started on today’s Pearl. The entire space-time continuum breathed a heavy sigh of relief as I entered the kitchen, to find my coffee already brewed and waiting for me….. the same heavy sigh that escaped my lips upon taking in that first, life-giving sip…..



Today, and the next few days, promises to be an epic story, as I head off for the wilds of Texas once again, braving the land of the Shrub to honor my…


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Ffolkes,


“Water go down the hole…”


~~ Baby Plucky. ~~


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Meditation on the Bay….


Hajime…. My usual routine for posting a Pearl comes with an arbitrary deadline, of 0600, a time I chose back in the early days, when sleep was an uncommon event. Since achieving a degree of physical stability, meaning I could sleep more regularly, I’ve kept it at the same time, to give myself a target at which to shoot. Today, I missed the target by a wide margin, thanks to my sleep being thoroughly disrupted by my resident furry extortionist, who wanted to play all fucking night, without any consideration for what I may have wanted…. The upshot is, I am up late, and in a foul mood, neither of which bodes well for being able to write with any panache, or, for that matter, comprehensibility. Hell, it’s all I can do to keep from tearing my hair out, & I don’t have much of it left…


Fortunately, I had already finished most of today’s mess, so, I’ll merely curtail any impulse to attempt to overcome my handicaps, and put aside any unwarranted desire to furnish this with any foolish attempts at wit or erudition. Instead, I’ll make this the final introductory paragraph, and try to go with what little flow I can find. To do so is, also fortunately, relatively simple; all I need to do is this….


Shall we Pearl?….


“If at first you doubt, doubt again.”


~~ William Bennett ~~


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Lucy


Lucy Spraggan


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While on my recent binge of watching talent shows on You Tube, I heard this young woman audition for Britain’s Got Talent, wherein she played a song she wrote, called “Tea and Toast”. It was, to say the least, a great audition, for she played her guitar & sang with a unique style, as well as lyrics that displayed wit and insight. I then visited her website, where I found she had released an album, and a short four-song CD, both of which I bought. All her songs are fresh, lyrical in a unique way, and delightfully witty. I think one day, fairly soon, she’ll be commonly known as one of music’s brightest new stars…. I hope you enjoy listening to her as much as I do….


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Lucy Spraggan


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Ah Ain’t Sho, but Mebbe So….


Fried eggs got nuthin’ on me

Ah’m not even sure of mah name,

or how Ah come to be;

no idea from where Ah came.


Ah does like a mystery tho’,

puzzlin’ things out so’s Ah knows,

good from bad fo sho,

Ah sho don’t want no rock pillows.


If’n Ah cain’t figure out what’s best,

Ah just falls back on mah Daddy’s words,

seems he knowed just whut’d stand the test,

‘n how to gentle the scaredest birds.


‘Course, he’d lived a good long time,

‘n had lots of stuff go on by;

Went to a war, n’ lost a piece or two,

never once used it fer an alibi.


He tol’ me once Ah’d best learn to learn,

school’s only cool if ya ain’t already a fool.

Yer own good measure you can earn,

by startin’ yer learnin’ with the Golden Rule.


Always seemed to me as Ah growed up,

he mostly only spoke if it wuz true,

‘n by doin’ that clued me to what’s up,

kept me from stuff that’d a made me blue.


Without ever sayin’ the word itself,

Ah learned ’bout honor, ‘n helpin’ others

not some fake stuff from some shelf,

but, knowin’ whut’s right, ‘n that we’re all brothers.


Ah’ve been around long enough now, Ah think

to get around the block at least two times.

I s’pose long as my head don’t shrink

Ah’ll keep on doin’ right, ‘n makin’ these rhymes…..


~~ gigoid ~~


4/6/2013


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Naked Pearls


There and back again….


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“It is only when we forget all our learning that we begin to know.”


~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~


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“I’ve wrestled with reality for 35 years,

and I’m happy, Doctor, I finally won out over it.”


~~ Jimmy Stewart in Harvey, 1950. ~~


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“Madness need not be all breakdown.

It may also be breakthrough.

It is potential liberation and renewal…”


~~ R.D. Laing ~~


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“One kernel is felt in a hogshead;

one drop of water helps to swell the ocean;

a spark of fire helps to give light to the world.

None are too small, too feeble, too poor to be of service.

Think of this and act.”


~~ Hannah More ~~


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“Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go;

it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.”


~~ Alice M. Swaim ~~


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“Count your age by friends not years, and count your life by smiles, not tears.”


~~ John Lennon ~~


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“It is pleasant to have been to a place the way a river went.”


~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~


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Okay, that’s all I’ve got. It’s better than I’d hoped, for I managed to keep from pounding my keyboard into dust. The effort did cost me a lot, as I found myself having to restrain my homicidal, or, in this case, felinicidal impulses, so as to remember where all the keys were. But, it’s done, so, rather than dwell upon the past, I’ll go post it, & hope for the best. I hope your day starts better than did mine; perhaps the music, and the poetry, or maybe the pearls will help in that. If so, I am content, & I think that’s the best I can hope for today. Since that’s so, I’m outta here, before it all falls down… See ya, ffolkes… be well & stay alert….


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


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À bientôt, mon cherí….



					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


It seems exhaustion runs more deeply in the elderly than those in the bloom of youth; I collapsed again yesterday, & was able only to visit a couple blogs I’ve neglected, but, wasn’t able to complete a fresh Pearl for today. To give myself another day, here is a pretty decent old Pearl that didn’t get much traffic, but, had a lot to say, all worth saying. I hope you enjoy this meandering journey through the depths of my mind; if naught else, it offers some rather elegant reasoning to dispute, if such is your wont. Or, You can just enjoy the time off…. In any case, I’ll get the Pearl I’ve begun into proper shape to post by tomorrow, with a bit of perseverance & a lot of luck. Until then, be well, & happy as you may; it could be your last chance…. No prediction, just something to consider…. See ya….


gigoid, the dubious


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Ffolkes,



Since the White Rabbit’s progenitor seems to have dictated how this morning’s events should transpire, I’m going to do what I do best when a crisis hits…. take a break…. In case it isn’t clear, that’s a joke, ffolkes…. My first reaction at the initial signs of trouble is NOT to cut and run, unfortunately. My life would have been a LOT different if that were the case, and that is for sure and for certain….. The more than 750 times I got into a major altercation with some insane, violent mental patient might never have had the effect on me that it did, had I not been the kind of person who did NOT run away when confronted with danger…..



Today, however, I’m going with the flow, such as it is, and taking a break, first off…. not to relieve tension, or difficulty, but to gather resources, to…


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