A wind out of the west….

Ffolkes,

“For some, reality is an illusion.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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Sunset behind Mt. Tamalpais….

Hajime…. Some of y’all may have noticed my absence for the past two days, & yes, that’s smarmy, but, I really don’t have it all together yet, so, bear with me, if you will. I cannot entirely explain what has been happening, except to say I am lost, far afield in the vast emptiness passing for my mind. I’m wandering in hallways I’ve never seen, as well as forging new pathways into previously neglected areas of thought, of which there are, apparently, an infinitude of untouched territory. For one who had thought he’d been around, I’m feeling a bit sheepish to find so many paths down which I’ve never walked in my mind.

Evolution of present reality also continues unabated, which complicates my own search for balance, as nothing stands still long enough for us to examine it closely. I’d thought, or been programmed to think, the world would simplify as I grew older, to reflect what I’ve learned of reality…. not so. The degree of ambiguity we all experience as part of a universe with entropy doesn’t recede over time, but, rather, maintains the pace it has set for all time and space. It’s not terribly amenable to alteration, either, at least, not from its basic nature as fluid, as much as rock. I suppose one must learn to deal with it the same as we deal with the hive of bees that live in our heads…. there they are, ffolkes, so, deal.

Such thoughts, however, in today’s culture, also have their cost, for we humans have behaved so atrociously toward other life, the bees are going extinct, a sad thought, especially considering, if they do, so do we, for we, and they, are part of a system in which ALL the parts are necessary for proper functioning; without the inherent balance we have disturbed with our insane desire to alter reality to suit our inner visions, none of it can function as it has evolved. Our own egoistic machinations will be our undoing, & we’ll be taking a lot of other forms of life down with us. A sad picture, painted by our own ignorance & willful fears….

But, all of it matters not at all, in the larger picture. This, too, is an idea we find it hard to accept; we wish ourselves, always, to be more than we are, an ambition reality will deny to us, as acting against not only our own nature, but, the very nature of reality itself. I have not, in my time here, been able to figure out either why we do it, or what can be done to change it, and, currently, have given up trying. We’re going down, & there’s nothing I can do about it, without the rest of humanity’s cooperation, not forthcoming. Hence, my inner turmoil, my own version of the reality being played out on the more universal scale….

I guess that’s all I’ve got for now; I’m uncertain, as is patently clear, of where to go from here; I only know I must find a new path, if I am to find the balance I seek. This, unfortunately, is playing hell with the consistency I’ve tried to create here on gigoid’s folly. Ah, hell…. Since I can’t seem to find any point to any of it, let’s just get on with what I’ve put together for today, & be done with it, okay? Okay….

Shall we Pearl?

“It is ridiculous to lay the blame of our wrong actions upon external causes,
rather than on the facility with which we ourselves are caught by such causes.”

~~ Aristotle ~~

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It’s a default music day, so, here are some cello suites by Johann Sebastian Bach, played by the modern master of cello (pre-Yo Yo Ma…), Sr. Pablo Casals. Enjoy!….

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J. S. Bach/Six Cello Suites
Pablo Casals

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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

Connective tissue….

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“Nature is indifferent to our love, but never unfaithful.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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“It is important that man dreams,
but it is perhaps equally important
that he can laugh at his own dreams.”

~~ Lin Yutang~~

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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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“We have art that we do not die of the truth.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

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“What use is magic if it can’t save a unicorn?”

~~ Peter S. Beagle, “The Last Unicorn”~~

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“From the persistence of noise comes the insistence of rage.
From the emergence of tone comes the divergence of thought.
From the enlightenment of music comes the wisdom of… silence.”

~~ Visions of Gregorian Chants ~~

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“In these matters the only certainty is that nothing is certain.”

~~ Pliny the Elder ~~

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Pliny the Elder, Aristotle, Socrates…. all have spoken of the uncertainty of natural law, in terms of what humans may know. In order to learn, we must first accept that we do not know already. After all this time on Earth, I’m still learning…. thank goodness! For now, I’m done; I am unsure of when I may be back; all is too changeable just now for me to predict with any confidence. All I know for now is, I will be back, if I can find my way to any point stable enough from which to think…. No matter what, I gotta keep looking; Sarge didn’t have any ‘give-up’ in him, & neither do any of his sons…. See ya, ffolkes….

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….

A delicate motif, in gold filigree….

Ffolkes,

Some mornings, after a few attempts to either follow routine, or, approach normality, it becomes clear neither is going to happen. Rather than hurt myself in the vain effort to pull it together, I’m sublimating, by furnishing y’all with some fine ranting/discussion from a few years back. This one came out during my battle with opioids, so, it may seem a bit strident; pay no attention to that, just enjoy the noise. In the meantime, I’ll be trying to find some reason to continue to resist the urge to purge the planet, while studiously avoiding asking myself why I should. I’ll be back soon enough, so, try not to weep too hard. See y’all on the flip side, if I can pull it off….

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Ffolkes,

Nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementiae fuit. : “There is no great genius without a tincture of madness.” — Seneca (8 BC) — De Tranquillitate Animi, 17

This is a truism, in my world, which extends itself to include “all the nicest folks I know”; in this way, it lives up to the same piece of wisdom, first told to me by my own father, who told me while I was still quite young, “Son, all the nicest folks I know are just a little bit tetched….” Though he was from Illinois by birth, he said it in a very Georgian, or Texan, accent, with a big smile, and a twinkle in his eyes….. These, of course, were the non-verbal signals to let me know that, though said in the spirit of fun(ny), he was quite serious, and believed it to be an absolute truth…..

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The paper goes in the shoe….

Ffolkes,

“Because you’re not what I would have you be,
I blind myself to who, in truth, you are.”

~~ Madeleine L’Engle ~~

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The muse sleeps….

Hajime…. Today’s effort was just that, an effort. That’s not to say ’twas necessarily a burden; using just the single word by itself, sans adjective, gives, I think, the correct flavor for what took place. You see, the process was broken from the beginning, as my resident familiar seems to want my attention even more than usual; four times now she has interrupted the process to ask for play, or cuddles, or scratches, then more play. Usually, she’ll let me be at this hour, preferring, as a rule, to amuse herself. But, not today….

This periodic interruption hasn’t prevented me from getting done; it just made it a bit more complex than is generally the case. As a result, I can’t say today’s mess will outshine any other day’s mess, but, it does have all the correct elements in place, so, we’re gonna let it fly, solo, & trust it will all be okay in the end. I mean, it’s not as if it will light up the internet, or change any lives, other than, perhaps, my own. In fact, it probably would serve as a perfect example of the overall futility of human action in affecting the universe at large. But, that’s a little too metaphysical for this point in time, I’d say, so, we’ll just leave it where we found it, & move on…..

The only question, then, that remains to be answered is: what now? Fortunately, I have a good reply, all ready to go, & it goes like this. We are going on, down the page, to see what ridiculously abstruse material a partially awake bozo can produce in an hour and a half stretched to three. Hell, by the time this one gets posted, that could swell to four. To keep that from becoming reality, let’s do this, which seems to work very well, every time I utilize it…. Watch close, now….

Shall we Pearl?

“Rejoice, rejoice, we have no choice but to carry on.”

~~ Steven Stills ~~

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Ashley MacIsaac

Image from The London Free Press via Google Images

Last night, after a great dinner with my daughter, she told me of this artist, & shared his music on You Tube with me. I enjoyed it enough to include it here for your enjoyment today. He’s a Canadian born fiddler, who plays modernized traditional Irish & Scottish music, with quite a flair. I hope you like it as much as I did/do…. Abondanza!….

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Ashley MacIsaac

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Relative Cynicism, with Caramel Sauce

Absolute stillness follows violent movement,
it can happen during a downhill race,
as an immovable piece of asphalt pavement
meets the once handsome racer’s face.

Yuk, yuk, yuk said that asshole Moe,
after poking both of Larry’s eyes,
bashing face, head, & crotch of Curly Joe
and only ever got hit with pies.

Lonely moments never really come along
when Murphy’s got us in his sights.
Not for money, love, or siren’s song
will he abrogate his natural rights.

All we can do is sigh, or laugh in pain,
as Life portions out our ration of shit.
Silver linings melt in the slightest rain,
so we may as well learn to live with it.

~~ gigoid ~~

5/7/2013

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Naked Pearls

Thoughts on feelings….

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“Courage is not the absence of fear,
but rather the judgment
that something else is more important than fear.”

~~ Ambrose Redmoon ~~

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“The discipline of desire is the background of character.”

~~ John Locke ~~

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“A thing derided is a thing dead;
a laughing man is stronger than a suffering man.”

~~ Gustave Flaubert ~~

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“Quem metuunt, oderunt.”
(They hate whom they fear.)

~~ Ennius (239-169 BC) ~~

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“Grief can take care of itself,
but to get the full value of joy
you must have somebody to divide it with.”

~~ Mark Twain ~~

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“The wounds that cannot be seen
are more painful than those
that can be treated by a doctor.”

~~ Nelson Mandela ~~

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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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Whew! Made it. I wasn’t quite sure we would, but, all’s well, etc. To keep from tempting Murphy, let’s end this quickly, eh? I’ll be back, as always; when may be a question, but, an answer will appear tomorrow, one way, or another. For now, I shall bid thee adieu, with wishes for a peaceful, enlightening day for all…. See ya, ffolkes….

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….

Rotating the stone….

Ffolkes,

“If you have a skeleton in your closet, take it out and dance with it.”

~~ Carolyn MacKenzie ~~

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Beauty escapes….

Hajime…. Having spent much of yesterday dancing with skeletons, it’s probably not surprising I’m a bit foggy this morning. Those guys just won’t give up, or slow down, no matter the cost to their terpsichorean partner. But, the alternative is too upsetting to consider, so, we’ll just put it into the kill file, for now, at least long enough to get this Pearl posted. The rest of the day can fend for itself…..

All the correct elements for today’s effort are in place; after all, I did have an extra day to get it done. I have to say, the old-school pearl today is rather good…. So good, in fact, I titled it in Greek, to honor the connection it displays to Peruaosophy, which it supports and clarifies, all at once. For those who aren’t familiar with Peruaosophy, it is my personal codec, my own creation, the axioms on which I have based my existence, so, you might see how this pearl shines so brightly, in my eyes. If not, oh, well; just take them at face value, and their relevance will make itself quite clear. Of course, you’ll also need to employ the power of metaphor, but, that’s de rigeur for us, anyway.

All that said, I’ll be nice, for a change, & bring this to a rapid close, so as to facilitate the rest of today’s demand for attention. Reality has a way of insisting upon precedence, & the consequences of ignoring, or trying to deny those demands, are much more negative than any of us care to deal with. Rather than even go near there, we’ll turn a hard left, (or, right, depending on where you’re sitting, I guess….), into the future, which will, if naught else, get us down the page to the closing section, where we need to be. Elegance, while tricky, is possible when courted with the proper attitude. Of course, we gave up on it long ago, but, hey, it sounds good, & looks good on a resumé.

What? You don’t think so? Hmph. Okay, I guess we’ll need to demonstrate. Watch this, and learn….

Shall we Pearl?

“Do not settle for less than the best your own excellence can command.”

~~ Anne McCaffrey ~~

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Probably, no explanation is necessary when one feels like hearing the blues. Here is a live concert from one of today’s finest blues guitarists, who is also pretty easy on the eyes…. Enjoy!..

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Ana Popovic Live

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Illusory Time

Viewed from askance, the river is long;
deep, uncompromisingly intent, swift and strong.
In duality, perception creates our only reality;
such faux metaphoric paradox enforces mutability.

By two we perceive, both zero, and one;
digital, binary, on or off, such fun.
Separate, melded, we exist, knowing not what we know
ego, striving to be solitary, looking above, seeing below.

Furiously asleep, cultural anomaly claims a victim of choice;
validly unconscious, nobody speaks, nary a voice.
Potential escapees stir in dreams, fighting to wake,
until taking the wheel, for their own bloody sake.

Pots boil in due time, when the fire’s hot,
time exists to our advantage; or, not.
The solitary warrior, head bent in pain,
fights on, with, or without gain.

Night fell, day after day it persisted;
of those who knew, none showed any care, or resisted
Angels, ministers, none had any defense, nor grace;
all that remains is a face.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/22/2016

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Naked Pearls

Τέλεια μαργαριτάρια

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“Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.”

~~ Roger Miller ~~

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“There is no God.
But it does not matter.
Man is enough.”

~~ Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Conversation at Midnight” ~~

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“There is no conclusive evidence of life after death.
But there is no evidence of any sort against it.
Soon enough you will know.
So why fret about it?”

~~ Lazarus Long, from Robert A. Heinlein’s “Time Enough For Love” ~~

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“Don’t be confused by surfaces; in the depths everything becomes law.
What is necessary, after all, is only this:
solitude, vast inner solitude.
Walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours
–that is what you must be able to attain.”

~~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~~

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“It is almost impossible systematically to constitute a natural moral law.
Nature has no principles.
She furnishes us with no reason to believe
that human life is to be respected.
Nature, in her indifference,
makes no distinction between good and evil.”

~~ Anatole France ~~

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“Wherever your journey takes you, there are new gods waiting there,
with divine patience – and laughter.

~~ Susan Watkins ~~

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That must be wonderful: I don’t understand it at all.

~~ Moliere~~

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I guess it’s done. I don’t see how I can add, or take away anything that would make it any better, so, I’ll do the rational thing, & call it done. To augment & enhance that decision, I’ll end this quickly, so as to reinforce the idea we know what we’re about. I hope you enjoyed today’s mess; the cost to produce it was a bit high, as I would prefer to be. On that rather sardonic note, I shall bid thee adieu until next time, most likely tomorrow, when we’ll try once again to achieve perfection…. Hey, I know; it’s not possible, but, the effort to do so is the lesson, anyway, so….. See ya, ffolkes. Be strange; I am, & I can use the company…..

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….

Fabulous shoes, Margo. Jimmy Choo?….

Ffolkes,

There won’t be a fresh Pearl today, for multiple reasons, the foremost of which is my most persistent demon’s reappearance at 0400 this morning. The ensuing battle continues to rage, & is distracting enough to prevent any focus on cogitation. I’ll be spending the day in meditation, when not actively struggling to douse flames of homicidal intent, & may, or may not, get to the next Pearl. Time, that mouthy asshole, will tell, as always.Y’all needn’t worry about me; I’ve lived through this before, and will do so again. For now, it’ merely disrupts my routine, which annoys Leelu no end, so, balance must be found, for both our sakes. In the interim, keep your weapons at hand, and stay alert. There is madness loose in the world; George Carlin was right, as usual; a little piece of hell breaking loose is worse than the whole deal at once. Until I can find my way back to sanity, y’all be well, & happy as you may….& I hope you enjoy today’s re-blog. This one is special, in a sense; it is the blog most recommended by WP as auxiliary reading…. See ya….

gigoid, the dubious, battling away….

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Ffolkes,

“And God said: “Let there be cats!”.

 and He was promptly ignored.”

~~ Genesis 6:66 ~~

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Image stolen from the Europa Ice Wolfie


Morning, ffolkes. Gosh, I don’t believe I’ve seen a screen this white in a long time. Empty, too. I suppose I’ll have to do something about that…. Hey, I’ve got a great idea! Why don’t I write a Pearl? Yeah, I think I will. I haven’t done that in, well, at least 23 hours or more….

You may cease the giggling now, or, wait!…. Was that a growl I heard from the back of the cabin? No need to get testy. Just because I try something new doesn’t mean y’all can just fire off like that. Think of what could happen if one of those actually hit me! Nasty. Okay, so, I know it’s not all that, or even all that funny, or compelling, or any…

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Twisting reality’s tail….

Ffolkes,

Dum vivimus, vivamus.

“While we live, let us live.”

~~ quote on Philip Dodderidge’s coat of arms ~~

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Passionate purple….

Hajime…. I do enjoy making my life difficult, it seems. Upon arising today, with the intent of finishing this Pearl before moving on to the rest of the day’s tentative plans, I found I had sandbagged any such effort; the only parts completed were the picture you see of the rose, and one lonely pearl. All else you will find below was thrown together, ruthlessly chopping the process’s usual leisurely pace, with the concomitant lack of pure mindfulness so critical to any sort of quality. Go figure, eh? Nonetheless, it got done, such as it is, so, I suppose I can’t complain….

Well, I can, but, I won’t. Instead, I’ll keep using that ruthlessness so liberally applied to the process, by getting us out of this section at our earliest opportunity. Naturally, that makes the, perhaps, erroneous assumption I’ll recognize any such opportunity, but, hey, we do what we can. It’s not as if you’re shelling out any hard cash for this, y’know…. All you have to supply is a bit of attention for a short while, to gain the possibility of an epiphany. What a bargain!

Oops. That’s not being ruthless, is it? Well, we do what we can, as noted, so, I’ll just pretend it didn’t happen & get us out of here, post-haste, before anyone has a chance to call their lawyer. How, otherwise, can we hold up our head(s) in any gathering of associates? Well, I don’t know, but, I can guess. However, rather than go down such a dangerous path, I’ll do this, instead….

Shall we Pearl?

“One’s friends are that part of the human race
with which one can be human.”

~~ George Santayana ~~

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Today’s selection touts itself as the “50 Best” classical music pieces of all time. You can decide for yourselves if you agree, or not. To be fair, you should listen to all six hours of it, just to be sure of your decision…. *grin*…. Enjoy!….

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Meander….

Inimitable, grieving, garnering mere bargains, to taste;
naked apes, priapic by nature and choice,
filled up the only valid chalice, laid it to waste,
nobody asked, nor ever raised a single voice.

Formidable, dreams becoming so real;
clearly extraordinary, in a tawdry sense.
Deals to make, illusions to steal,
busy, busy, building fence after fence.

True nature’s existence, so to speak,
rests interiorly, as well as in your face.
Duality’s persistent insistence ain’t weak;
ignorance of reality leaves not a single trace.

Herds of commonality congregate before portals
shaking each other by the collar as they dance.
Chasing their illusionary dreams, as if they weren’t mortals,
born believing they ever had a chance.

Irony lives deep in the human soul, part, parcel, post;
holding four aces, betting a pair of jacks, or queens.
Expedience beckons toward mendacity, at most,
fox mocking grapes, while it dances and preens.

The wheel turns, inevitable, ponderously mundane,
grinding grain, chaff, and dust.
Bolstering connections aids those who may abstain
from the paltry tale of the bold, and just.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/5/2016

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I’m running very late today, without time to properly search out an appropriate group of pearls for this final section. Here, instead, is a combination rant/old-school pearl from early in 2013…. I hope you enjoy this blast from our past….

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From 4/18/2013:

MORAL, adj. Conforming to a local and mutable standard of right. Having the quality of general expediency.

“It is sayd there be a raunge of mountaynes in the Easte, on one syde of the which certayn conducts are immorall, yet on the other syde they are holden in good esteeme; wherebye the mountayneer is much conveenyenced, for it is given to him to goe downe eyther way and act as it shall suite his moode, withouten offence. _Gooke’s Meditations_

— Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary”

A reader commented to me recently that my rants have gone soft; she enjoys it when I rake someone over the coals, figuratively speaking, and asked me when I was going to get back on my white horse, or my soapbox, as the cliché may be…. I told her it is most likely a result of having some of the pressure of living removed, by the acquisition of my SS benefits, so much so that I’m finding it hard to summon up the outrage needed to rant effectively…. Like Voldemort told Harry, when he tried to use the Cruciatus Curse against Bellatrix Lestrange, in HP5-The Order of the Phoenix, “You’ve got to MEAN it, Harry!” Funny how not worrying about where the next meal is coming from takes some stress out of one’s life, isn’t it?….. Ha Ha…..

So, anyway, then I saw the above entry from the Devil’s Dictionary, and thought to myself, “AHA!” (I do that a lot…), “Now, here’s a subject worthy of a rant!”…. This is absolutely true, even though morality is sort of like reality…. there are as many versions of what it means as there are people…. of which, each and every one believes that what they perceive is the only correct version, obviously…. Right….

So, you can see the problem right away…. As a society, we have an unfortunate tendency to try to legislate morality, so that everyone is compelled to behave according to a commonly accepted pattern of behavior…. Supposedly, this legislation is supposed act as some sort of magic bullet, that will stop all the bad things from happening, like stealing, killing, and general misbehavior that is upsetting to the rest of society…. It never works, at all, but, we keep on passing laws designed to enforce a common morality anyway….

Such a drama is now being played out on the national stage, as the Senate just defeated the new gun control reforms that 90% of the populace wants in place. Out of a hundred Senators, it only took 45 Republicans to bring the proposed law down, meaning that once again, a very small percentage of people have forced their views on the rest of the public, to suit their own morality, and, more importantly, to suit their own special interests, who paid good money for their votes, dammit!…. I am somewhat piqued about this, but see little in the way of anything to be done that will make any difference, in the big picture…. No matter how stringent the laws, people who want guns will get them, and use them on other people…. The new laws would have made that a bit more time-consuming, but no less possible, or even less probable….

Since I can’t thing of anything positive to suggest, other than to stay alert to what may end up as a critical issue, I will fill out what should normally be a rant, with a number of cogent pearls, to try to jab the stick into the appropriate eyes…. and my friend will have to wait a bit longer for a good, old-fashioned brouhaha, as I get nasty and vicious in my denouncement of the BRC, the churches, and the corporate masters….. I will say this to her….. have no fear, my outrage isn’t gone, just temporarily dormant, and I WILL be back to rant….. meanwhile, enjoy these tasty gems…..

“The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes.” — Sir Winston Churchill (1874-1965)

Linear Model: An assumption concerning the nature of reality applied unquestioningly to every relationship as though God had determined that truth must always run in straight lines. — Smart Bee

“The clinching proof of my reasoning is that I will cut anyone who argues further into dogmeat.” — Sir Geoffery de Tourneville (ca. 1350)

“Has history ever recorded a time when the majority was right?” — Lazarus Long

“He would be the finer gentleman that should leave the world without having tasted of lying or pretense of any sort, or of wantonness or conceit.” –Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180 AD) — Meditations, ix, 2

“A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep.” — Saul Bellow

“If you want to be free, there is but one way; it is to guarantee an equally full measure of liberty to all your neighbors. There is no other.” — Carl Schurz (1829-1906)

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Damn! I did it! I honestly wasn’t sure I could, but, there it is, in all its tawdry glory. I’m going to risk losing credibility by doing so, but, so be it. It’s not as if we are taking advantage of anyone’s better nature, right? Well, I think so, &, at this juncture, that’s what counts. I’ll cease and desist this blather any moment now, & y’all can get on with the rest of your day, content in your having completed probably the toughest bites of the morning. I’ll also issue the usual warning, to wit: I’ll be back. For now, à bientôt, mes amis….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Oatmeal is multi-talented….

Ffolkes,

“The Soul is born old, but it grows young;
that is the comedy of life.
The Body is born young and grows old;
that is life’s tragedy.”

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~

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Church window, Galway, Ireland…

Hajime…. In the TV series, Northern Exposure, Cris Stevens, the local DJ, made the observation: “There’s a dark side to each and every human soul. We wish we were Obi-Wan Kenobi, and for the most part we are, but there’s a little Darth Vader in all of us. Thing is, this ain’t no either-or proposition. We’re talking about dialectics, the good and the bad merging into us. You can run but you can’t hide. My experience? Face the darkness. Stare it down. Own it. As brother Nietzsche said, being human is a complicated gig. So give that ol’ dark night of the soul a hug. Howl the eternal yes!”

“…being human is a complicated gig.” There are mornings when this phrase assumes a relevance that always amazes. The mental process involved in creating one of these Pearls, as I have discovered of late, is more of a function of will than it is of reasoned effort. The reasons we find to perform those tasks for which we assume responsibility are, of course, personal, not valid for others. This means one must learn to trust oneself, allowing both reason and passion to guide and direct us. When we do, we become both sides of ourselves, which is, ultimately, both our goal, and our raison d’etre, our reason to be….

You may be asking yourself right now, just what is he getting at? Well, that, too, is somewhat personal, but, essentially, what I’m saying is, all you can do is all you can do. In the past weeks, I’ve managed to complete and post a Pearl most days, even those days when it seemed less than productive to even get out of bed. (Yes, there are still demons hanging about….). But, I got it done, and that has, again, saved my sorry ass from falling into the abyss, which exists always, nearby, ready to claim yet another victim to internal fears. In the process, I, necessarily, have been too distracted, too tired, and too unfocused in my mind to perform the other side of blogging, to wit: visiting other sites & exchanging views… In short, I’ve neglected my friends, if only in my own estimation….

I can only offer the excuse above, which, in the larger picture means little, but, in my mind, means a lot. I offer my humble apologies to those who usually see me, and hope to redress my absence in the near future. It’s tough, because, frankly, I’m finding more to engage my attention outside, in the Big Blue Room, a place we all need to remember is our true venue. Cyberspace, while attractive, and quite fascinating, isn’t actually reality, much as it seems it is.

Well, golly! Would ya look at that? Four paragraphs of philosophic blather, bowed, but, unrepentant; cheap at the price, too. I think I’ll go now, & find something better to do. Wanna come with? Okay, follow me….

Shall we Pearl?

“Everything has two handles,
one by which it may be borne; another by which it cannot.”

~~ Epictetus (c. 60 AD) — Enchiridion, xliii ~~

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Last night, I watched this video, describing the elements and processes involved in putting on a tour, as well as the mindset required to do it her own way. It’s a fascinating story, with the added bonus of a number of most excellent performances from live concerts and pre-concert sound checks… The process, as related, reminded me very much of the food catering business, which is essentially the same exact process…. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did….

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Loreena Mckennitt
A Moveable Musical Feast

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Off the proverbial cuff….

I never meant to kill that period of time,
it didn’t give me any choice.
It tried to hem me in without reason, or rhyme,
refused me any vote, or any voice.

You have to admit, I buried it deep and fast,
just as if I cared.
I knew, though, it would never last,
or ever be fully repaired.

No news, no pictures can bring it back,
once is all we get.
No pleas of public good, or even public lack;
in stone the past is set.

Futuristic visions now occupy my dreams,
I’m ready to go on.
Look! It fills up the screen, and it gleams!
Where’s the moment I’m sitting on?

Now, I remembered, at long, long last,
is all we really can hold.
Every moment goes by so bloody fast,
we’d best fill them all with beauty, warm and bold.

~~ gigoid ~~

4/30/2013

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Naked Pearls

Did you know?….

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“…all life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no
difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward
dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other.”

~~- H. P. Lovecraft, from The Silver Key~~

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“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past,
not to worry about the future, or not to anticipate troubles,
but to live the present moment wisely and earnestly.”

~~ Buddha ~~

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“When we try to pick out anything by itself,
we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.”

~~ Muir’s Law ~~
~~ John Muir, “My First Summer in the Sierra”, 1911, page 110. ~~

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“A man of genius makes no mistakes.
His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.”

~~ James Joyce, “Ulysses” ~~

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

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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

~~ Lazarus Long ~~

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“Some days the dragon wins …”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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Though I won’t make any claims as to quality, I can honestly say, it’s done, & done well, if only measured by intent. This, of course, makes it imperative I try again tomorrow. It won’t make today any better, or easier to digest, but, it will get us outta here without more bother. I’ll also say, I hope to go surfing today, but, we’ll see how the waves are running before I make any firm commitments. I can also say, honestly, I don’t think I can do any more damage, so, there’s only one thing left, and that is to say, see ya, ffolkes. I’ll be back; it’s not a threat, though you may take it as such, should you be so inclined. It is, as far as I can make it, a promise, one I intend to do all I can to fulfill…. Ta, then….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Alluding to a former instability….

Ffolkes,

“Everything flows and nothing abides;
everything gives way and nothing stays fixed.”

~~ Heraclitus ~~

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The Shelbourne Public House, Cork, Ireland

Hajime…. Of late, each time I sit to begin this intro, a veil of lethargy settles heavily upon me, sending my mind off on tangential trains, each idea discarded before beginning to type, as being unworthy, or otherwise unacceptable to those vague standards my mind applies when examining them for their value. Today has been no exception, which is why I decided to just write about it, just so it’s out of my head, where it might do some good. Doesn’t seem to be working, does it?

Oh, well, so goes it for another day. I suppose I’ll need to find another direction to lead us out of where we’ve now ended up, but, that lethargy seems to be preventing any decision. I can’t say, at this point, I am convinced of my ability to get us where we need to go, but, I guess I’ll just keep typing until something presents itself, & we can go from there. Hmm…. this is a rather odd place, isn’t it? I find myself both unwilling, and, unable to decide what should happen next, & if I don’t know, whom shall I ask? The only other entity within the domicile is currently off on her own business, & really doesn’t care. Me, I’m gonna bail, I think.

It may not be the best decision, but, it’s the one I found, so, I’m going with it. I know I can do better, and, given the barest of luck, may someday do so. For today, since we obviously have no luck on which we may depend, I’m going the ruthless road, again, mostly because, a) it works, and b) I can’t think of anything else. Go figure, eh? Ah well, such is life in the blog world; entropy is always there, waiting to chime in. However, having thus disposed of yet another chance to create a masterpiece, without any clear success or failure, it’s the best I can come up with. Gosh, look! It’s a way out. I’m taking it…. Watch that last step, ffolkes…..

Shall we Pearl?

“Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called ‘Ego’.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

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Image from The Daily Express via Google Images

Back in the day, that is to say, during the 50’s, my first crush was this artist. I still think she is one of the most beautiful of women, with a voice that arrows straight to the heart of anyone, but, especially any man. She can still give me chills to hear her sing ‘Fever’….. I hope you enjoy this live concert from 1984…..

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Miss Peggy Lee
Live in 1984

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Modest sounds of impatient concern….

Crowds converge at the raw and grisly scene,
comatose to compassion, curiosity tugging at the hem
with sharp, oh, sharp tools made obscene,
filing the essence of future hopes in spite of them.

Yet who has won the keys to the treasure,
who whipped up the fear of another brother?
Who spent the dreams of the old in selfish measure,
with such arrogant blindness grave issues to smother?

Fateful decisions may prompt still another pause,
to catch and release collective images of insanity.
Surely legitimate anger arises with ample cause
wallowing in self-made entrepreneurs, fluent in profanity.

A quartet of eternities must pass to guarantee change,
regardless of need, or desire, or autonomous manipulation.
Ancient rules and modern aggression is only passing strange
when golden delusion grasps futilely at its related illusory station.

~~ gigoid ~~

8/18/2013

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Naked Pearls

Notes on Life at Large….

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“Profound Truth differs from simple truth
in that the negation of a simple truth is a simple falsehood,
while the negation of a Profound Truth may be another Profound Truth.
E.g. a button with “Life is just as simple as it seems” on one side
and “Life is not as simple as it seems” on the other.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”

~~ Aesop (620-560 B.C.) ~~

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“Food for thought is no substitute for the real thing.”

~~ Walt Kelly, Potluck Pogo ~~

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“The more crap you believe, the better off you are.”

~~ Charles Bukowski ~~

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“There are two sentences inscribed upon the Delphic oracle,
hugely accommodated to the usages of man’s life:
“Know thyself”,
and “Nothing too much”;
and upon these all other precepts depend.”

~~ Plutarch — Consolation to Apollonius ~~

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“I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly,
or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.”

~~ Chang-tzu ~~

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“Just trust yourself, then you will know how to live.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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Definitely a bumpy ride today, eh, what? To avoid any further contretemps, or possible litigation, I’ll end this rather abruptly, so as to keep from falling into the same sort of abyss in which we found ourselves above, in the intro. Abrupt, btw, is a good word; strong and clear. It pleases me to be able to show you exactly what it means….. which is to say, watch this, ffolkes…. See y’all tomorrow, given a fair wind & a rising tide….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Some scars never fade….

Ffolkes,

“In a cat’s eyes, all things belong to cats.”

~~ English Proverb ~~

May Day leelu d n a

Dangerous angel….

Hajime…. One would think, by this age, I’d know better. I had planned to…. well, it doesn’t matter, now, because the plan is defunct. Rather than bemoan the loss, I choose to ignore it altogether, & just get on with it. We’ll do this instead…. Yesterday was a wash; we had our first day of heat this year, & though it only got up a bit above 90º F, it was enough to drain all energy, & keep me prostrate in front of my little, life-saving fan. I didn’t surf, I didn’t FB, I didn’t do, at all. I breathed, & endured, emulating my cat, who spent the day supine in the coolest spots in the house. Desert creatures like us know that in such weather, the key to surviving is to move as little as possible…. so, that’s what we did.

This, sadly, didn’t help get this Pearl done for today; I was compelled to slam it together this morning, in fashion best described as ‘willy-nilly’. Not that this is anything out of the ordinary, or particularly surprising, but, I figure honesty is always the best policy, so, I’m just telling y’all the facts, so you won’t expect any surprises (Ha!….), or, for that matter, anything at all. What you see, today, is what you get. Moreover, all the evidence I can find of late tells me the ruthless methods I’ve been using here in the intro have nothing but a positive effect on the overall product, so, we’re going to use just a bit more of it, simply because we can…. Oops, there’s that damn royal ‘we’ again…. Shit.

Oh, well, too late now. In order to fulfill my prediction, I have to do this, which, may seem a bit harshly premature, but, nonetheless, is what we have today, so, deal with it. At this point, you may ask, “what the hell is he talking about now?” Well, let me tell ya….

Shall we Pearl?

“What you see is from outside yourself,
and may come, or not, but is beyond your control.
But your fear is yours, and yours alone,
like your voice, or your fingers, or your memory,
and therefore yours to control.
If you feel powerless over your fear,
you have not yet admitted that it is yours,
to do with as you will.”

~~ Marion Zimmer Bradley, “Stormqueen” ~~

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I’d planned to put a collection of classical music here today, but, came across this iconic piece from Antonio Vivaldi, The Red Priest, as I searched. It’s one of my favorites, as well as one of the best-known, finest pieces of music ever written, by acclamation. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do, every time I hear it…..

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The Four Seasons
Antonio Vivaldi

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Comedy_Tragedy

Measures of Intent

Hell is never far away; it slips in, then out,
like a ninja, bent on stealth and death.
Living metamorphoses, in the space of a breath,
sordid entropy fills us, within, and without.

Tide turns again; back and forth it tumbles,
like those little wind up toys, yet never stays.
All our efforts, all our silly little ways,
disappear like seaweed, as sanity crumbles.

The duality of reality in which we are firmly caught,
seems to inhabit every part of our natural selves.
Nothing is ever still, nor can it be placed on shelves;
we are dark, and light; balance must be taught.

Life is lived only one moment at a time,
past and future have no power to alter this at all.
We can choose to fly, or choose to fall;
finding truth, and beauty, can never be a crime.

~~ gigoid ~~

12/14/2015

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Naked Pearls

Subtle esoterica…

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“Sight is a faculty; seeing is an art.”

~~ George Perkins Marsh ~~

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“The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail.
Travel too fast and you miss all you are traveling for.”

~~ Louis L’Amour, “Ride the Dark Trail” ~~

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“Even a single hair casts its shadow.”

~~ Publius Syrus — Maxim 228 ~~

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“I’m not a teacher
only a fellow traveller of whom you asked the way.
I pointed ahead – ahead of myself as well as of you.”

~~ George Bernard Shaw, “Getting Married,” 1908~~

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“It isn’t the mountains ahead that wear you out,
it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Truth is. Belief is not required.”

~~ Gerry Roston ~~

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“How he lies in his rights of a man!
Death has done all death can.
And absorbed in the new life he leads,
He recks not, he heeds
Nor his wrong nor my vengeance; both strike
On his senses alike,
And are lost in the solemn and strange
Surprise of the change.”

~~ Robert Browning, “After” ~~

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Gosh…. it’s done. How did that happen? Ah, I see. Okay, so be it. I am not sure just how this came to be, but, you know what they say about them silly gift horses, & all….. I’ll try again, & do better; I promise. Well, I promise to make the effort, hopefully tomorrow. But, if not, well, so be that. Until I do see y’all again, be well, be happy, & stay fucking alert, cuz you need to these days…. Ta, then….

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….

An orgy of self-indulgence….

Ffolkes,

“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”

~~ Carl Sagan ~~

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The bar at White’s Tavern, Belfast, Ireland ~ Est. 1630

Hajime…. Some of y’all may have noticed, a few years ago, when the world went totally insane. Mostly, people either chose to ignore the clear signs, or, actively & passionately celebrated the general loss of rationality, both of which, naturally, contributed heavily to the original problem, now in the critical stages. In the larger sense, it doesn’t much matter whether we acknowledge the insanity; what will be, will be. But, in the smaller sense, it promises to be a rather difficult time for individuals, especially those without the wit to understand why it all seems so crazy. In short, time is now NOT on our side, and the shit, stinky as it is, is about to hit the fan….

But, as they are wont to say downtown, oh, well. All you can do is all you can do, & I, personally, have done pretty much all I can do. So, I sit, and watch, as the world steadily marches to the end game. As T. S. wrote, “This is how the world ends; with a whimper, not a bang.” I am not sure if it makes me sad, glad, or just as confused as ever; since none of them matter, or can have any lasting effect, I’ll just be all three, & continue to observe, shaking my head every now & again, as things get weirder, & weirder out in the Big Blue Room.

For now, though, I suppose I should quit lamenting the state of the world, which I can’t control, and move on to something I can. If nothing else, I still have this, right? Right. Not that it’s fair compensation for extinction, but, it will do for this morning’s purpose, which is merely to reach the point where I may say, it’s done. To further that purpose, I’m dumping the rest of this intro, in favor of a quick flight to the rest of what I’ve managed to put together. I can’t say it’s the best ever, but, it does have that incredibly satisfying characteristic, to wit, it’s done. Or, it will be, as soon as I do this….

Shall we Pearl?

“God, to me, it seems
is a verb
not a noun
proper or improper.”

~~ R. Buckminster Fuller ~~

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I’m feeling both lazy and in need of elegance; this should do nicely to cover both needs/desires…. Enjoy!…..

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Chopin
Piano Concertos #’s 1 & 2

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A Failure to Germinate

Marking the days in elements of sad disarray
only holds me thrall, as I laugh while I may.
With cold, hard hands so impatient and cruel
pulling me to this vale of tears, a pathetic old fool.

Feelings sit silent, cast in shadows and light
breaking forth to implicate such vengeful might.
Just below the surface they patiently hide
to sally forth bravely, colors bright as they ride.

Tears and pain transform valued assets in hand
while comfort and serenity retreat to a far land.
Bold, bright patterns of hope garnish my ruinous state
until reality enters, full of disdainful portions of hate.

I sort out the illustrious measures of vision gone mild
only to find them transformed, now vicious and wild.
In my deepest desires I find myself calloused and cold
with faithless advocates whose souls have been sold.

My search finds little to support any hope of relief
far too much time has passed to bolster such belief.
The sad becomes real, and real becomes unfounded
until flights of such fancy are all dead, and grounded.

Nature has informed me of the newly hatched crime
of which reality boasted proudly, time after time.
The last answer we think of is always the best
as we come to terms with fate, our hope at rest.

~~ gigoid ~~

9/27/2012

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Naked Pearls

Elements of Illumination….

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“Courage is the greatest of all the virtues.
You cannot consistently practice any other virtues
without being courageous.”

~~ Maya Angelou ~~

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“Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity.”

~~ Hanlon’s Razor ~~

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“It is in changing that things find repose”

~~ ~~ Heraclitus

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“Anywhere is walking distance, if you’ve got the time.”

~~ Steven Wright ~~

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

~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~

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“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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“Fuck ’em if they can’t take a joke.”

~~ J. R. “Bob” Dobbs ~~

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Once more, having displayed the idiosyncratic nature of what we do here, I can say my self-appointed duties are complete. I’ll skip any comments on quality, or even quantity, & stay on the course set in the intro, which seems to have worked well to get us this far. We’re going to make that assumption, anyway, even at the risk of being right. I suppose that’s getting a little smarmy, so, why don’t I end this here, & see what I can do about trying to put one together for tomorrow? Yeah, that’s what we’ll do; besides, I can’t think of anything else to say. So, I’ll say, see ya, ffolkes, & be done with it….

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….