Implications of entropy….

Ffolkes,

“‘Change’ is scientific, ‘progress’ is ethical;
change is indubitable, whereas progress is a matter of controversy.”

~~ Bertrand Russell ~~

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Sonoma Creek, April 2016

Hajime…. I’ve only got a few minutes to get this posted, so I won’t be composing any long, involved intro, in spite of any need, or wish, to do so. Not that time is pressing, but, because I don’t know how long I can remain in a state of mind that allows me to concentrate even this much. Soon enough, I suppose, I’ll have some solid information on which to chew, once the vet is able to identify the problem with Leelu; until then, I’m still too antsy to maintain the illusion of competence necessary to compose anything worth reading.

Rather than carry on further in this vein, I’ll use some of the ruthlessness still extant in my spirit, one legacy of my humanity, to dump all of us out of the first section, & move on to the next. It’s actually a pretty simple technique, though it can be a disconcerting, if one isn’t quite ready for the rather tumultuous ride necessitated by the rapidity employed. Yes, I know that makes little, if any sense, but, don’t fret; that’s part of how it works. Just hang on to the nearest stanchion, & we’ll be on our way in a trice…. whatever that is….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Never appeal to a man’s “better nature.” He may not have one.
Invoking his self-interest gives you more leverage.”

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

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Today’s musical selection brings us one of the most beloved iconic bands to ever play together. Brought together by chance, the six members all possess exemplary credentials as successful artists in their own right. They only released a small number of records, but each one is considered a classic. Jeff Lynne, (Electric Light Orchestra), Roy Orbison (needs no intro), Bob Dylan (also needs no intro), Tom Petty (of his band, the Heartbreakers), George Harrison (of Beatles fame, duh….), and Jim Keltner, a drummer who has played with nearly every good rock band for a LONG time (played with Clapton, in several of his bands, and MANY others….). The embedded video is one of five, a part of the collection on You Tube, a compendium of the videos the band made to go along with the songs. The link below their name is to their home site, where you may listen to all 3 of their albums, via various streaming services, or purchase them…. Enjoy!….

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Traveling Wilburys

http://www.travelingwilburys.com/

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Stray Cats

The veils that billow and fold
between dreams and reality
may sometimes part,
showing the visions of one to the other,
blending, bleeding as one,
only to bring us up short,
closely jammed against immovable fate.

Still, we keep our watch,
seeking to find the vision
that brings with it the mark of reality’s regard,
a humble mind, and a compassionate heart.

Events of broad impact draw us away again,
distracting with shiny glitter and tinny music,
leaving our feelings raw and bruised,
the victim of universal disregard.

Now, in the twilight of years, the music is fading,
and the glitter has all gone….
yet the memory of visions remains sharp and clear,
melancholy reminders of reality’s promises,
unkept…..

~~gigoid~~

4/12/2013

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Naked Pearls

A Harlequin Necklace….

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“He took his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxom foe he sought
Till rested he by the tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought”

~~ “Jabberwocky”, by Lewis Carroll (Charles Dodgson) ~~

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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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“Every day passes whether you participate or not.”

~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~

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“Clay is moulded to make a vessel,
but the utility of the vessel
lies in the space where there is nothing….
Thus, taking advantage of what is,
we recognize the utility of what is not.”

~~ Lao Tzu ~~

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“There’s too much beauty upon this earth for lonely men to bear.”

~~ Richard Le Gallienne ~~

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“I had too much to dream last night.”

~~ Electric Prunes ~~

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“Clouds come floating into my life,
no longer to carry rain or usher storm but
to add color to my sunset sky.”

~~ Rabindranath Tagore ~~

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Well, it’s done, or, in today’s case, it’s a reasonable facsimile of done. It will have to do, ‘cuz that’s all I’ve got. I’ll get it posted, then continue my pacing & worrying until the vet arrives. I’ll try to get another done for tomorrow, but, no promises are likely until I know more. Let’s just say, see ya when I see ya, & leave it at that…. Be well, be strange, & stay alert, ffolkes…. I’ll be around eventually….

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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Waffles, drenched in butter, syrup, and love….

Ffolkes,

I’m reblogging again today, because I am too distracted to either think, or even type very well (one of those invisible conundrums; you’d never know by looking at this it took five minutes to type…). Leelu is sick, & I am a wreck, from having to wait for a vet appointment to find out what’s wrong. She’s lethargic, off her feed, and not drinking, either, unless she’s doing it on the sly. Also, she’s not using her litter box, at all, so, needless to say, I’m worried…. which keeps me too distracted to think of anything less important, which includes the greater portion of reality. So, I’ll try to get one done for tomorrow, but, we’ll see how that goes. She’ll see the vet tomorrow at noon, so, at least there is a limit to how long I’ll stay off kilter….

No apologies, but, I do hope you enjoy today’s older Pearl. I did try to pick a good one, but, with my current state of mind, it’s hard to say if I succeeded. Y’all will have to let me know, if you think it’s important. Otherwise, I’ll see y’all tomorrow, or the day after, when I can relax enough to think about writing again…

Be well, & stay strange….

gigoid, the dubious, in a state of worry….

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gigoid

Ffolkes,

Having failed, miserably, to wake up in a timely fashion, I sit now, pale and trembling, to make one last attempt to gain even a smidgen of rationality, or, if that isn’t possible, just a little portion of normalcy. If this attempt fails, we’re going to need to find some other way to make this happen; otherwise, it’s back to the choice between a re-blog, or hitting the archives, a recent habit of which I’m sure the Gentle Readers are getting tired….. Not me, though; it’s kind of fun to go through my older material; it’s been so long since I wrote some of it, it’s like reading something fresh and new….

Today’s instance of obstruction is brought to you by that iconic force of nature, Murphy, who asked me to also mention his myrmidons, who do most of the actual work involved in screwing with people…. In the…

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Unfortunate innuendo, unleashed….

Ffolkes,

“The one who tells the stories rules the world.”

~~ Hopi proverb ~~

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Leaving Galway on the Dublin Train…

Hajime…. Okay, so, if y’all can hang on a moment, I’ll find my stash of witty repartee, & we can get this slow on the toad. Have a seat, grab yourself something from the bar, & try to be patient; there’s no telling where I hid the silly stuff, as the last time I had a good grip on it, it turned on me, saddling me with several paragraphs of blather & relative nonsense. I suppose, in truth, that’s nothing out of the ordinary for around here, but, in our less coherent moments, we like to think so. On that completely insane note, we’ll go on….

Of course, doing so may make it worse, but, we’ll take the chance; otherwise, we’d be stuck here in the intro until the cows came home… which promises to be a LONG time, as we don’t own any cows, or even any naughas, from which we obtain that fabulous fashion couch covering so well-known to us here in the States. I mean, it goes so well with any sort of plastic, especially pink. Now, some of you may ask, what the hell does that do to get us further into today’s mess? Well, not much, but, it did give us one more paragraph to add to the mix, even if it makes nothing resembling sense. Go figure, eh?….

Yes, I know, I’m cheating unmercifully. That’s because, despite getting sufficient rest, and awakening at a reasonable hour, I’m still at a complete loss for any sort of mental acuity. Don’t know where I left it, & too confused to go look for it, so, I’m doing what most of us do in such instances, & falling back on our one remaining strength, to wit; a talent for blather (often called bullshit, especially when it smells this bad….), combined with a complete lack of shame or guilt. In short, this is what I’ve got, so this is what you get. C’est la vie, as we say downtown….

Not only do we say that, we often mean it. Today, we’ll ignore it, just as we are ignoring all the rules. Instead, I’ll use my executive authority to declare this introduction complete, whether it’s legal, or not. I simply haven’t any interest in the legality of any of this; there’s no point in it. What’s more, there’s less of a point in continuing, so, watch this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Become what you are.”

~~ Buddha ~~

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Today’s musical selection could be considered a default choice, if not for the simple fact I had plenty of time to pick it, and, I’m not under any self-induced pressure to post soon. No, I simply want to listen to this man’s work today, as is my habit when I am working. It’s the perfect selection for reading, or writing, or simply sitting & listening; it ticks off all the boxes, for me, at least; I’d wager anyone with their humanity intact will appreciate it. The converse may also be true, but, I’m in too good a mood to go there. All I can suggest is, turn it on, & forget it’s playing; it will soothe your spirit any old way you choose to hear it…. Enjoy, if you will….

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Camille Saint-Saënz
Violin Concertos

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A word is dead
When it is said
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

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Savory

Blown across steppes of imagination, a spore
finds a niche, takes root,
tries to live longer than now, before
chaos/peace descends, and desire is moot.

Feathered into fecundity, another possibility
builds a nest, hatches kin,
aims at immortality, sans responsibility,
chance manifests, as it does, again.

Leading toward peril, entropy saves creativity,
making tools, and lazy time;
solid signs imply such simple nativity,
as another snitch drops his dime.

Subtle compassion billows, passion to unfold,
covering hearts bloodied by time,
burning flesh made valid, unwaveringly bold,
turning love to brilliant rhyme.

Years weigh lightly, supported by youth,
gaining weight with each year,
only the old men know the actual truth,
peace comes only when we lose our fear.

~~ gigoid ~~

4/9/2013

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Naked Pearls

More Notes on Process & Program….

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“An intelligent mind is a mind which is not satisfied
with explanations,with  conclusions;
nor is it a mind that believes,
because belief is again another form of conclusion.
An intelligent mind is an inquiring mind,
a mind that is  watching, learning, studying.”

~~ J. Krishnamurti ~~

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“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.”

~~ Anais Nin ~~

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“Life is the sum of all your choices.”

~~ Albert Camus ~~

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“He should not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.”

~~ Elrond ~~

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“Where pain predominates, agony can be a valued teacher.”

~~ Frank Herbert ~~

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“What you leave behind
is not what is engraved in stone monuments,
but what is woven into the lives of others.”

~~ Pericles ~~

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“Dwell as near as possible to the channel in which your life flows.”

~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~

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Such as it is, there ’tis. To avoid any of the unpleasantness engendered so copiously in the intro section, I’ll bring this to a rapid close, sans any foolish attempts to clean it up. In keeping with that sentiment, I’ll add, see y’all tomorrow, & let this die a natural death. Be strange, ffolkes; it’s one of the few rights you retain….

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

Dozer

À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

Trudging through real-time….

Ffolkes,

“If you are out to describe the truth,
leave elegance to the tailor.”

~~ Albert Einstein ~~

old friends

Friends of long standing….

Hajime…. Though this Pearl is being posted very late, it’s all relatively fresh, as I hadn’t done anything more than pick the opening picture when I arose today, also late. I can, therefore, consider it a moral victory, which as we know, humans are liable to do at the drop of a cliché. I also have the option of telling myself, better late than never, but, that would be a value judgment, probably not appropriate in this instance. In fact, I’d hesitate to make any sort of value assessment of this one, at all; I’m not terribly fond of assuming great risks for little reward. In fact, we’re ALL a bit cowardly about that sort of thing, probably a left-over impulse from our past; stepping outside the cave posed some rather compelling dangers to out well-being, & I guess we still remember that….

Regardless, it’s done, such as it may be, & I’m not going back & doing it over. In fact, I’m going to get myself out of here, & on down the page, before I lose my nerve, or, regain my senses. I’ll just use this old method I found laying here, which works pretty well, if I remember correctly. It’s pretty much a gimme, since it drops us all like a hot, well, you know. Watch closely, or you’ll miss it, & then where would you be? Right…. Careful, the next step’s a bit steep….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Neither can I believe that the individual survives the death of his body,
although feeble souls harbor such thoughts through fear or ridiculous egotism.”

~~ Albert Einstein ~~

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Sam Bailey

Image from pinterest.com via Google Images

In 2013, this singer walked onto the audition stage of the X Factor UK, appearing to be exactly what she was, a 35 year old mother of 3, working as a prison officer, married to a laborer. She proceeded to blow away the room, singing a cover of a very difficult song by a major star. She went on to win the talent contest that year, delivering performances that brought standing ovations from the crowds, and the judges, time after time…. I’ve embedded a collection of all her performances, each of which will blow you away with the power of her voice. She reminds me a lot of Kate Smith, the most powerful voice I ever heard, rivaling many operatic singers. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do; she has the kind of voice that can bring chills, or tears, or any other emotion as strongly as anyone I’ve heard…. Abondanza!

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“Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.”

~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~

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Platitudes for Attitudes

Platitudes shake us, attitudes break us.
Life can be a real pain, y’know?
Still, if we don’t fight where it takes us,
it’s a pretty straight row to hoe..

A lot of what we see and hear
isn’t always in the best of taste.
Life at large can be one long frisson of fear.
Making an effort often seems a huge waste.

Pundits, dogma dogs, myrmidons, oligarchs & pimps;
assholes and predators every one.
Twisted, sick, anti-humans; anomalous, ignorant wimps.
Logic says, every time, lobotomize ’em, & be done.

Illusions, delusions, confusions, a dedicated data dump,
bilious, divisive, spicy with hatred and fears.
Inflation, immigration, promises from the clownish Trump
Leaving even our basest survival heavy with tears.

Ancient sages left signs on the path to peace,
for those with wit to see.
No need for undue effort, no quest for golden fleece.
All we ever need to do, is be.

~~ gigoid ~~

8/29/2015

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Naked Pearls

Hmm… That’s funny….

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“A civilized society is one which tolerates eccentricity
to the point of doubtful sanity.”

~~ Robert Frost ~~

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“Should I get locked in the PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE today
— or have a VASECTOMY??”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

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“To err is human, to forgive is unusual!”

~~ Sardonic Bee ~~

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“I believe in nothing that I cannot touch, kiss, embrace…
The rest is only hearsay.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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“Impropriety is the soul of wit.”

~~ W. Somerset Maugham ~~

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“Live for those private moments of wild abandon!”

~~ Opus ~~

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“Whatever you are, be a good one.”

~~ Abraham Lincoln ~~

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Well, there you have it. I’ll be nice, simply because I must; there’s no other options at this point. I’ll even forgo the usual caveats, or trite euphemisms, in favor of a rapid exit, stage left. How do I know it’s left? Because, obviously, it isn’t right. See y’all next time, when I take another shot at whatever it is I’m shooting for…. Don’t ask because I’m sure I don’t know…..

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

Dozer

À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

Intrepid persistence….

Ffolkes,

“The greatest happiness you can have
is knowing that
you do not necessarily require happiness.”

~~ William Saroyan ~~

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Irish Buskers in the Spanish Arch, Galway…

Hajime…. In the recent past, I’ve been unable to write, thanks, mostly, to the debilitating heat we’ve been stifled by for the last week, beaten down into semi-conscious, lethargic creatures, able only to sweat and pant. It finally broke last night, & the next week promises to be some nice weather, relatively speaking. One can only heave a sigh of relief, & get on with life, trying to catch up to all we’ve left undone in our stupor.

For today’s offering, I’ve managed to piece together some decent material, with some fine old music to read by, and a most excellent group of pearls to finish things off. All in all, despite the continuing lack of ranting (which still strikes me as too futile to spend any time on….), it’s not bad, offering, like cats, no corners to the winds of fate. Given my recent dearth of creativity, I can only applaud the fact it got done, without any foolish forays into predicting its quality. In fact, I’ll say, simply, what you see is what you get, & leave it at that, as one cannot be any more precise without the risk of uttering falsehoods. Wouldn’t want any of that, now, would we? No, of course we wouldn’t….

What I can do is show a bit of sense, as well as courtesy, by bringing this ‘sort of an intro’ to a rapid close, so we can get on with the task at hand. I’ll use one of my oldest techniques, which I used to call ‘old number four’, but, now, I just call it Harold. Don’t ask, just take it & run for the border. That’s what I’m gonna do; watch….

Shall we Pearl?….

“In the beginning, God created the Earth
and he said, “Let there be mud.”
And there was mud.
And God said, “Let Us make living creatures out of mud,
so the mud can see what we have done.”
And God created every living creature that now moveth,
and one was man.
Mud-as-man alone could speak.
“What is the purpose of all this?” man asked politely.
“Everything must have a purpose?” asked God.
“Certainly,” said man.
“Then I leave it to you to think of one for all of this,” said God.
And He went away.”

~~ Kurt Vonnegut, Between Time and Timbuktu” ~~

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Jackson Browne

Image from the HoustonPress.com via Google Images

While cruising You Tube for music, I found some videos & audio files from this artist, one I’ve enjoyed for more years than I can count. Well, not really; it’s been close to fifty years, as he became prominent when I was in college, in 1968. I, among others, consider him one of the most underrated songwriters in the business, and a great live performer. Yes, it’s another blast from the past; when it’s this good, who cares?…. Enjoy!….

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Running on Empty

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Augmentation: Inner Aye

Distant, peals of thunder, vividly.
Closer, a patter of rain, falling gravidly.
Between the light and the darkness of fear
find merely the remnants of one lonely tear.

Do not hate us, though we have not sinned;
eager for courage, upon whom all hope is pinned.
Tales of insolence, hatred, or fallen virtue
fill us up, not down, in such pristine foreign venue.

Capable hands severed, able hands tied;
the future is angry, all but now denied.
Multiple times, warnings sounded across the pale
nobody heard, nobody came to tell the tale.

Gifted by time, salience fails in epic rhyme;
watchmakers watching, each a separate crime.
Logical solutions refuse to emulsify
forever pretending to cruelly crucify.

Blood will fly alongside pertinent composure,
never seeking, never finding tea, or closure.
Falsely laid trails on mountains of gold
imply no happy endings, no fortunes told.

Ages past have no time for repetition;
further chances only lead to perdition.
Destiny feels a shameful portion of guilt,
for a thousand sand castles, never built.

~~ gigoid ~~

3/2/2016

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Naked Pearls

True keys to success in Life….

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“Do not eat your heart.”

~~ Pythagoras ~~

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“A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.”

~~ William Arthur Ward ~~

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“If you can’t say somethin’ nice, don’t say nothin’ at all.”

~~ Thumper (1942) ~~

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“Let him that would move the world, first move himself.”

~~ Socrates ~~

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“Practice random beauty and senseless acts of love.”

~~ Ancient Hippie proverb ~~

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“If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.”

~~ Lucy Larcom ~~

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“Here is the test
to find whether your mission on Earth is finished:
if you’re alive, it isn’t.”

~~ Richard Bach ~~

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Though I can’t say it’s the best Pearl ever, I can say, it’s done, which relegates it to the category we love the most, to wit, ‘ready to post’…. Let’s do that, before I lose my nerve, or, regain my senses. I’m off to see the lizard; y’all are, as usual, on your own from this point. Y’all stay strange out there; we does our best to provide y’all with an example, and then hope for the best. See ya, probably sooner than you think….

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

Dozer

À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

Dragooned on a desert isle….

Ffolkes,

The heat yesterday here in northern California was, in a word, debilitating. Leelu and I spent most of the day either IN a body of water (my tub) or near it, with fan going full speed, panting.& not moving…. Since it was still about 85 degrees at nearly midnight, comfortable sleep was not in the realm of possibility; hell, sleep itself was elusive. The upshot is, no fresh Pearl; I only got it about a third of the way done. Here, to sublimate, is a rather good old pearl, from more than five years ago, chock full of some decent ranting, an excellent poem (from someone else…), and a big batch of fine pearls, with discussion. Not too shabby, all in all, & it will do nicely to get us through the day, while I cobble the rest of a fresh one together…. Y’all stay cool; we intend to do so…. See ya tomorrow….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
I’ll tell you this right now…. what a long, strange trip it’s been! Though a bit worse for wear, I’ve got quite a few years left yet to flog this old body down the road. I’ve had a good life so far, and hope to have even better yet. Now if only Murphy and the Universe will cooperate…..

Okay, who took my inspiration? I had it here beside me just a few moments ago. I’ve been saving it up for this morning’s Pearl, because it was a good one. But, I just went to pick it up to put it on, and it’s gone! Gone, with no trace of who took it, or where it might have gone. (where DO things that disappear go? Like a lap, where does it go when you stand up?) Oh well, I’d best get started, it’s getting early….and I HATE being early…..
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Dreaming of dragons on the wing….

Ffolkes,

“He that feareth is a slave,
were he never so rich, were he never so powerful.
But he that is without fear is king of all the world.”

~~ E. R. Eddison, “The Worm Ouroboros” ~~

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Neighborhood scoundrel at play….

Hajime…. Yesterday, this sleepy little seaside town saw 103º F, which lasted through the night; it was still 85º at 10:00 pm. It’s 0630 now, & already pushing 80º, with a high predicted to reach 105º. But, climate change is just a myth, so, nothing to see here, move along. To watch people try to deal with such temps would be amusing, if it weren’t so pathetic, and, for many of society’s less capable or challenged individuals, dangerous to their health & well-being. Like Bert Russell once noted, sometimes one must be moved to a bottomless well of pity for the suffering of mankind…. I would share his sentiment, if it were not so clearly their own damn fault most of the time.

But, it’s too damn hot, and early, to rant; moreover, I really don’t want to do so very much, not any more. What’s the point, when virtually nobody listens, or makes any attempt to change their lives, or the way they approach it, which is, almost always, the root cause of all their suffering? Oh, well, I suppose some folks enjoy drama in their lives, though I can’t claim to understand why. I guess, when one suffers from a sense of helplessness and confusion, drama seems like a way to feel something other than dread and despair. SIGH…. Silly humans….

Rather than continue in such a fruitless vein, let’s do something else. Since I have most of this done, I suggest we move on down the page, listen to a bit of music, enjoy today’s poem choice, & some fine, if relatively obscure pearls of virtual wisdom, strung together on a common thread, together becoming greater than the sum of parts. Plus, if nothing else, it will serve to distract me from the ridiculous heat we’re experiencing around here, long enough to run a cool bath…. See y’all down the line….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Don’t ever become a pessimist, Ira;
a pessimist is correct oftener than an optimist,
but an optimist has more fun
— and neither can stop the march of events.”

~~ Robert Heinlein, “Time Enough For Love” ~~

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Yesterday, we went with one default; today, we’re going with the other. I still donate every month to this organization, which pursues peace in the world through the application of music, and the teaching of human cooperation thereby…. Enjoy!….

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Song Around The World

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Today’s poem is for those living in the greater Pacific Northwest, who, with me, are suffering the heat; it’s a winter poem, & may provide a bit of cooling distraction, if only for the time it takes to read and consider…. Enjoy!….

A Seasonal Approach

Absolute stillness grips a frozen field,
anticipating dawn with such patient yield
morning burgeoning in dark winter’s hold
brings promise of tales yet to be told.

Lengthening days of pale sun unto night
slowly tell of time’s subversive flight
bringing such original songs of natural fire
with melodies complex in casual attire.

The months are certain they will always win
it is just the way it has always been.
None may argue, nor yet slow life down
Nor dim the eternal beauty of nature’s gown.

Winter evolves from fall into spring,
sending flocks and hearts ever awing.
Summer follows suit, t’other way ’round
Spring into fall, often without a sound.

Life is meant to be lived, beginning to end
choices abound, and change can be a friend.
Yielding with grace to reality’s compelling ploy
fills our plain existence with clean, honest joy.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/2/012

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Naked Pearls

Notes on Process & Program

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“But the only way of discovering the limits of the possible
is to venture a little way past them into the impossible.”

~~ Arthur C. Clarke ~~

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“If you view your problem closely enough
you will recognize yourself as part of the problem.”

~~ Ducharm’s Axiom ~~

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“An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered;
an adventure is an inconvenience rightly considered.”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, “On Running After Ones Hat, All Things Considered”, 1908 ~~

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And so the little freighter sat upon the sea,
and, though Africa came closer day by day,
the freighter never moved.
She was old and weather-weary,
and she had learned to let the world come round to her.”

~~ Beryl Markham, “West With the Night” ~~

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“People are strange when you’re a stranger.”

~~ Jim Morrison ~~

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“The true perfection of man lies,
not in what man has, but in what man is .  .  .
Nothing should be able to harm a man but himself.
Nothing should be able to rob a man at all.
What a man really has is what is in him.
What is outside of him should be a matter of no importance.”

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~

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“I know who I am. Sometimes you go away, but I’m still here.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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Well, it’s late, but, it’s also done, so, I’m going for it. It’s already too hot to think deeply, so, I’ll forgo any more tricks, & just say, see y’all tomorrow, if’n I don’t melt first…. Stay strange, ffolkes; these days, it’s your best defense against the madness….

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….


					

Slow as sap in winter….

Ffolkes,

“Today the function of the artist is to bring imagination to science
and science to imagination, where they meet, in the myth.”

~~ Cyril Connolly ~~

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The Magic in Morning’s Light…

Hajime…. I’m not hung over…. yet. In fact, I’m still a little bit toasted, so, I’ll forgo trying to write coherently. Fortunately, this was all done but for the open & close, so, this is your open, and the close is at the other end. I’ll see you there….

Shall we Pearl?….

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

~~ Ennius (239-169 BC) ~~

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I’m running late; hence, we’re going with one of our default choices, to wit, some rather good classical music…. This one is a collection I put on when I want to read, or write, or just sit around, thinking of stuff…. It’s good for any of that, so, enjoy!….

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Wolfie Mozart

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A dream, weeping….

“Never a dull moment to spare”, he said
with a crooked grin, and a broad wink.
“Can’t keep Reality hanging by a thread….
what would Chaos, or Entropy think?”

So, we plucked up our dreams of old,
to carry us on, in dutiful, strong arms,
stuffed a candle in the remaining fold,
for luck, and perfect proof against charms.

Storms follow the sun,  but, never stay;
lessons round every corner, all free.
Past fleeting doubts, in a sad disarray,
the journey becomes the reason to be.

Simple kindness manifests untold riches,
in defiance of common cause’s demise.
Bold courage, hanging in stitches,
mends wounds that come as no surprise.

Still, waters run deep, ’tis said by many.
Too much pain cannot apprehend
the salient, sharp points of epiphany,
nor, plainly, to wisdom aspire to pretend.

Folly dogs even the simplest truth,
fumes of toxic ignorance and bile,
alienated as a loose rotten tooth;
it often hides itself, for a long while.

Sought after eons ago, we cried out,
to believe, to suffer no more doubt.
But found instead good reason,
for love, and truth, from season, to season.

~~ gigoid ~~

— 8/30/2014 —

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Naked Pearls

Once around the block….

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“Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as ever you can.”

~~ John Wesley ~~

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“One of the advantages of being disorderly
is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.”

~~ A. A. Milne ~~

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“It is better to know nothing than to know what ain’t so.”

~~ Josh Billings ~~

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“The secret of the magic of life consists
in using action in order to attain non-action.
One must not wish to leap over everything
and penetrate directly.”

~~ Lu Yen (fl. 800 A.D.) ~~

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“Look well into thyself;
there is a source of strength which will always spring up
if thou wilt always look there.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius ~~

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“He who searches for truth must not appease his urge
by giving himself up to the narcotic of belief.”

~~ Hans Reichenbach, “The Philosophy of Matter in the Atomic Age” ~~

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“C’est la vie.”

~~ Ancient Human Wisdom, in French ~~

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There you go…. That’s all I’ve got, ffolkes. Rather than draw this out, I’ll merely say, see you soon enough, & have done with it. Be well, be happy as you may, &  stay alert…. It’ll all work out in the end, & that’s where we are….

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….


					

Small piles of duvets sat in a corner…..

Ffolkes,

Thanks to banking protocols, otherwise known as oligarchal assholiness, I’ve been sans cash for five days. This means I’ve also been without coffee, or addictive substances (nicotine, to be precise) for two days; I am currently a very dangerous man…. But, hope survives, & all should be well by tomorrow morning…. I have a fresh Pearl ready, but for the necessary composition of the intro & closing sections… but, have so much to catch up to today, there’s no time to finish it. I’ll do so tonight, & have it ready for the morning…. Here is a Pearl from 2014 with some rather fine ranting, which should hold all of us until then. I hope you enjoy it… See ya tomorrow, if all goes as planned….

Blessed Be, y’all…

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
Coffee is on the way, so I won’t have to shoot anybody before it is ready. Or even because it isn’t ready…. I hate cleaning up dead bodies before breakfast…. So tacky….. Not that I’ve ever had to kill anyone yet, not over coffee. (No, not over anything…. I’m a virgin in that respect, thankfully….) It’s always a fun thing to think about though, especially when one is still waiting for that first glorious sip to bring the universe into focus. I don’t CARE if it is addictive, or bad for me, or whatever; NOTHING is like that first sip of coffee in the AM, nothing….. It would take someone with some serious martial arts skills, or a large weapon drawn first, to keep me from that first cuppa in the morning….. and, they would lose, due to my superior motivation….

Ahhh….. Now that the first sip is down…

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Maybe we should use another connotation of “stiff”…..

Ffolkes,

I got up early, but, ran into Murphy, headlong. Since this means the rest of my day is shot to hell, I’m re-blogging, rather than trying to compose anything while in a quiet rage…. (Don’t ask; I might end up telling….) To keep from going completely off the rails, here is a re-blog, with some good ranting, & better comments… Go figure, eh? I’ll be back tomorrow morning, as long as Murphy keeps his word…. See ya then, mon frer….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“The supreme irony of life is hardly anyone ever gets out of it alive.” — Robert Heinlein
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Ffolkes, I don’t know about y’all, but, it’s my considered opinion that’s one damn silly looking puffin. Between the fat little body (which only appears that way; he’s actually about right for a seabird living in the cold Atlantic ocean…), the mouthful of dead fishies, (which goes to show it’s a pretty efficient fisher….), and that silly expression (do birds really HAVE expressions? If so, how do they do that without eyebrows?) Most importantly, why am I even THINKING about any of this, when I’ve got a Pearl to write?….

Oh well, such is life here at ECR…. I should probably tell you the picture came from the London Daily Telegraph, out of a weekly feature of theirs, called the Animal Pictures of the Week…. There are always some good shots in…

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