Up the creek, paddling madly….

Ffolkes,

“It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion;
it is easy in solitude to live after our own;
but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd
keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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Mount Tamalpais from the northern SF Bay….

Hajime…. My journey into the depths of the machine yesterday turned into the expected nightmare, in which it seemed reality was determined to furnish me with numerous assaults upon my sensibilities, testing my resolve, as well as my control, both of which proved to be sufficient, if only just, to prevent leaving any corpses behind me as I wended my way across the desolate landscape, in a desperate search to find one redeemable instant of time. No luck there; this travesty of our former democratic republic’s process of finding justice is as broken as the rest of our society; I witnessed nothing to indicate that “justice” was the goal of any of it.

Added to the apparent lack of intelligent purpose in which they insist on pursuing, my physical issues decided to chime in, making it essentially impossible for me to participate with any degree of comfort, much less any ability to maintain my cool; fortunately, a compassionate drone used some bureaucratic expertise to excuse me for the day, which is the good news. The bad news is, it was merely postponed to a later date, so, I must contemplate having to do this again in a month, unless I can talk my doctor into writing a letter to get me out of it…. SIGH… I suppose, given the potentially disastrous outcomes that were both possible, and, showing strong odds of occurring, the way it came out is more good news. The bad part is having to deal with it again later…. Life in Dystopia, I guess…

I was so morose by the time I finished dealing with all that, I decided to blow off the rest of the day, then went out & treated myself to a good meal at a good restaurant, complete with cocktails & wine…. It helped, but, has complicated this morning’s agenda with the resultant hangover…. Go figure, eh? Ah well, ’twas well worth it….

All the above, though it wanders about in much confusion, was pointing to this instant in time, where I inform y’all of having to rather ruthlessly trim today’s (semi-) complete Pearl, into the abbreviated version you will find below. In fact, all you’ll see today are the pearls I collected for the old school section, and the two most excellent examples you found atop and at bottom of this section…. In fact, the closing pearl for this intro makes a rather accurate assessment of my day yesterday, so, at least we have that to hold onto as something positive to note… It ain’t much, but, it don’t take much to make me happy…. In my current state, I’ll take it….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Mit der Dummheit kaempfen Goetter selbst vergebens.”

[Against stupidity the very gods contend in vain.]

~~ Friedrich Schiller, “The Maid of Orleans”, Act iii, Sc. 6 ~~

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Naked Pearls

“As it is written….”

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“A single event can awaken within us
a stranger totally unknown to us.
To live is to be slowly born.”

~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~~

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“And can you teach me to how to dance real slow?”

~~ Don McLean, “American Pie” ~~

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“The world is what it is, no less and no more,
and therein lies its entire and sufficient meaning.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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“Change can be exhilarating, joyous, liberating.
But it can also be terrifying,
because, in a deeper sense,
you are questioning your very identity and sense of value.
But take the risk.
It’s worth it.”

~~ Dee Hock ~~

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“Do not seek death; death will find you.
But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.”

~~ Dag Hammarskjold ~~

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“If I don’t meet you no more in this world
Then I’ll see you in the next one.
Don’t be late”

~~ Jimi Hendrix ~~

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“There will come a time when you think everything is finished.
That will be the beginning.”

~~ Louis L’Amour ~~~

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Considering the multitudinous handicaps with which I saddled myself today, I’m pretty stoked at just getting this done, which it is. Done, I mean. In fact, it’s so done, I’m outta here, so I can pull it together enough to, maybe, get another one done for tomorrow. Odds on that are running about even, so, we’ll see how it goes. I hope y’all had, and have, a better day than described above… I guess that wouldn’t take much, would it? Okay, so, I also hope you have a day you can enjoy…. Me, I’m goin’ back to bed awhile…. then, we’ll see what reality has to offer up for today…. 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….


					

Not the whole egg!! Just use the yolk….

Ffolkes,

While working on a Pearl for today, I paused to make a phone call, which informed me I must attend Jury Duty today…. SIGH…. A full day, at the courthouse, in the company of bureaucrats & myrmidons….Oh, joy….

This will take some preparation, which precludes getting a fresh Pearl done in time; hence, this re-blog from 2014, with a pretty decent Pearl that saw little traffic. I’ll be back tomorrow, and so will y’all…. In the meantime, wish me luck at getting through today without having failed in my quest to get through my life without having to kill anyone; this will be tricky, given where I’ll be…. But, I am confident I can do it, so, I’ll merely say, see y’all tomorrow, & leave it at that…. Enjoy your day, ffolkes….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

This one’s going to be a tough one, ffolkes, I can tell already….. I got beau coups sleep, and am up a little late, but, not too bad; that isn’t the issue. The issue, damn it, is my brain, which seems to have decided to take a holiday without any notice, leaving me in the lurch for this morning’s Pearl….

Yep, I have very few, if any, brain cells that are functioning as anything other than space fillers; whenever I try to think of something to put onto the screen, all I get is fuzzy static, with no ideas, with no fresh phrases bubbling up from my creative wellspring, such as it is…. It’s not much, but, it’s mine, and it’s not working!

Okay, I won’t panic….. Let’s just see if there’s something else in there that will serve to get us down the page a ways, at least…

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“Cut it out”, he said, sharply….

Ffolkes,

“To live only for some future goal is shallow.
It’s the sides of the mountain that sustain life, not the top.

~~ Robert M. Pirsig, “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” ~~

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San Francisco Skyline from the ferry….

Hajime…. Today’s Pearl is getting posted rather late, according to my self-imposed deadline. Due partially to the half-hour of cat hammock time for which I was enlisted, just as I sat to compose the intro, as well as to the ongoing evolution of my personal diurnal habits (I awoke later than is commonly the case), I can offer no excuses, only explanations. Such is the life of a self-denigrating curmudgeon, when engaging in the purging of privately held insanity; I just figure, hey, it could be worse. In fact, it could be a LOT worse…. Trust me on this; it has done so in the past, and, shall do so again, I’m sure…

But, we’ll avoid falling into the self-indulgent, yet, somehow charming, habits in which we generally engage, by simply ignoring any possible implications to be found, & getting on with what may yet turn into something worthwhile. Not that we’ll hold out any hope for such; I can figure odds as well as the next guy, & those odds are NOT in our favor should we choose to fall into the trap of denial. Instead, I’ll nod my head sagely, mutter what sounds like some sort of incantation, & further distract you with a loud noise from off-stage…. Don’t let it throw ya; it’s only a recording, not a real explosion….

Can you tell I’m struggling here? No? Well, I am. Moreover, I’m tired of it, and have decided to quit trying to turn this into anything worthwhile, & just get on with the rest of today’s show, such as it is. All the elements are in place. so, I guess it’s time to go see they get into the proper alignment. Perhaps I can save this in the closing section; hard to tell, but, I think my chances may improve further down the page. Worth a shot, eh? Let’s see if this button will work….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Against boredom, even the gods themselves struggle in vain.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

“The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.”

~~ Ellen Parr ~~

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I’ve used this compilation previously, as it is over 3 hours of most excellent music, beginning with one of my personal favorites, to wit: one of the Brandenburg Concertos by Bach. I hope it starts your day as well as it starts mine…. Abondanza!….

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Classical Music

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Comedy_Tragedy

Sharing the Wealth

Lucky are we who live with some adversity,
Such strife to bear leaves us strong and free.
Time is no better spent at a fine university
Teaching us the kind of person we wish to be.

We humans are such contrary creatures
Life lived in ease is our fondest intent.
New perceptions are our strongest features
Learning to cope with troubles we cannot prevent.

Lessons we learn at Trouble’s bent knee
Stay on top in the bag of tools we carry.
Knowledge so earned can keep us free
On our long, strange trip to Charon’s ferry.

Pain is the least favorite of our teachers
Yet such powerful lessons stay forever and a day.
No matter how life presents its features
Strength of will equals what life sends our way.

T’is well to consider such time-tested tools,
To carry them with us as we travel through Life.
Events are less likely to show us as fools,
as we deal with Reality, where peril is rife.

~~ gigoid ~~

11/14/2012

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Naked Pearls

Hidden in plain sight….

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“How are things?
Just as they are.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Happy is he who can give himself up.”

~~Naguib Mahfouz ~~

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“To walk, we have to learn to lean forward,
lose our balance and begin to fall.
We let go constantly of the previous stability,
falling all the time,
trusting that we will find a succession of new stabilities with each step.
Our experience of the past, and of those dear to us,
is not lost at all, but remains richly within us.”

~~ Robin Skynner,  British psychotherapist ~~

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“In music one must think with the heart and feel with the brain.”

~~ George Szell ~~

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“When a man takes an oath, Meg,
he’s holding his own self in his hands, like water.
And if he opens his fingers,
then he needn’t hope to find himself again.”

~~ Robert Bolt, “A Man For All Seasons” ~~

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“We cannot live only for ourselves.
A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men;
and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads,
our actions run as causes,
and they come back to us as effects.”

~~ Herman Melville ~~

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“Ah said, pay attention, boy!”

~~ Foghorn Leghorn ~~

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In the words of Hassan, the Moor, played so well by Morgan Freeman in the Robin Hood movie, “I have fulfilled my vow.” It’s done, & damn!, I’m glad. This one gave me fits, & I’m more than content to let it go, & try again tomorrow. Perhaps, should fate grace us, I shall see you then. Until then, be well, and as strange as you can be…. I will, you can be sure….

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….


					

Intellectual side effects….

Ffolkes,

“Better clean death than dirty life.”

~~ Frank Herbert ~~

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Early morning rose….

Hajime…. Though this Pearl has been late getting posted, I feel no sense of urgency, since it’s done, & done as well as it is going to be. All the elements are in place, though not with the fresh poem I’d hoped to include; it seems reluctant to finish leaking out, no matter how widely I open the vein…. So be it. It can’t be forced, or, it will simply disappear. But, I found a suitable replacement, so, if I can cease dithering, we might just see it done today. One is allowed to hope, if not encouraged to indulge such weaknesses…

I have yet to come up with anything particularly new, or compelling, in the way of an intro section; not surprising, considering we’ve been unable to do that for about six years now. But, once again, wandering around in what passes for my brain seems to provide sufficient blather to fill up the emptiest of spaces, so, who am I to complain? In fact, I’m going to show some rather unusual compassion, by exercising my executive authority to call a halt to any further torturous involvement in this sort of inclement activity, & simply get on with our business for the day. What a novel concept!….

Not merely novel, either; it’s actually efficient. Watch this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Experience is the only prophecy of wise men.”

~~ Alphonse de Lamartine ~~

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I’m lazy today, so, you get more default music by which to read today’s mess. As usual, this one comes with a recommendation to support this organization, which promotes peace and cooperation world-wide with music as their weapon of choice…. Enjoy, ffolkes; it doesn’t get any fresher than this…

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Playing For Change
One Love

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Visible life

Forty-two days of pressure and internal rain,
leave marks of salvation, often in pain.
Such sharp reminders of yesterday’s remorse
fight heavily to keep a straight course.
Rash moments, bright, and routinely immense
Give us pleasure, bereft of common sense.

Still the night comes soft and eternally dear
to bring out wishful dreams so vitally clear.
Life’s myrmidons give freely in protest
lifting with skill, soul pieces first to infest,
Loudly brash, with no such voices to remain
Sealed in infamy, branded ugliness all too plain.

Now come brave signs of chapter and verse
Shielded by ignorance, irritable and terse.
Gravid portions of in-between retaliation
leave only pale marks of initial gestation
With hope even pallid warriors grow brave
Leading all humanity, to a warm, stale grave.

Hope never falters, nor leaves any trace
Yet lingers forever in a welcoming space.
Cheerful faces yet shine out of time
for tricking and fumbling sweet melody sublime.
Fill in the spaces with a long, strong retort
life is ever visible, if only as last resort.

~~ gigoid ~~

9/6/2012

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Naked Pearls

More notes on Life at Large…

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“There’s nothing frightening in the dark if you just face it.”

~~ L.J. Smith ~~

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“Nothing is so difficult but that it may be found out by seeking.”

~~ Terence — Heautontimoroumenos, Act iv, Sc. 2, 8, (675) ~~

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“Clever people master life;
the wise illuminate it and create fresh difficulties.”

~~ Emil Nolde ~~

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“If life must not be taken too seriously, then so neither must death.”

~~ Samuel Butler ~~

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“Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.”

~~ Victor Hugo ~~

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“At any price that I can pay, let me own myself.
And the price is worth  paying if you keep what you have bought…
A man may apply his independence to what is called worldly advantage,
and discover too late that he  laboriously has made himself
dependent on a mass of external conditions
for the maintenance of which he has sacrificed himself.
So he may be  festooned with the whole haberdashery of success,
and go to his grave a castaway.
Some men hold that the risk is worth taking.
Others do not.
It is to those that I have spoken.”

~~ Rudyard Kipling ~~

~~ speech at the University of St. Andrews, Scotland, 1923 ~~

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“Nobody ever said it was going to be easy, baby!”

~~ Boxcar Bertha. ~~

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Dead average, I’d say; not the best, but, not the worst, by far. I’ll take it. Moreover, I’ll take it, and run. See y’all next time, ffolkes; that’s scheduled for tomorrow, but, I’m hesitant to predict the future, so, we’ll plan for the worst, & hope for the best. At this point, there’s little else we can do, having done all we can do… & as we all know by now, all you can do is all you can do. I’ve done it all for today, so, I’m outta here; be well, be alert, be strange, and, above all, be you…. Nobody can do it better….

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….


					

The best test quest in the west….

Ffolkes,

“Life is shot at us point-blank.”

~~ Ortega y Gasset ~~

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Alcatraz Island….

Hajime…. Though it probably doesn’t look like it, today’s Pearl involved a LOT of effort; I’ve spent as much time at the computer as I could tolerate since Arthur’s return, piecing together what you will see below. I also spent a long time considering how to approach this introductory section, without coming up with any particularly compelling ideas (go figure, eh?….). So, I’m going to spend this time filling in this space with nothing much, to go with most of what has come before. I decided to NOT burden y’all with anything new or unexpected, to forgo any possible stress, for me, or for y’all. No, I’m not generally this polite, but, what the hell….

That said, to the standard little purpose, I’ll go even further, & end this before it has a chance to turn sour on me, or you. In truth, I’m hoping y’all enjoy today’s effort, but, I’m not holding out much hope, as I’m trying hard to accept reality ‘just the way it is’…. Hope is, after all, merely another way to deny what reality is telling us; better, I think, to go with ‘learning’ what reality wishes from us, without wishing it were different. We can’t alter any of the essential elements, anyway; it’s more effective to soldier up, take your lumps, & get on with any necessary fixes. Of course, that’s not how we’re taught to live, but, it works better than the alternative, as damn near everything our culture teaches us is not really a good way to deal with reality… But, that’s a story for another day….

So be it. I’m done for now, so let’s go see what happened below, so we can get on with the rest of our day….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Under a ragged coat lies wisdom.”

~~ Romanian Proverb ~~

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Got a bit of a late start today, so, we’ll go with one of our default selections, to wit: classical music for study or relaxation. I hope you enjoy it….

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50 Masterpieces of
Classical Music

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“The conscious mind allows itself to be trained like a parrot,
but the unconscious does not–
which is why St. Augustine thanked God
for not making him responsible for his dreams.”

~~ Carl Gustav Jung, “Psychology and Alchemy” [1953] ~~

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“It is the creative potential itself in human beings
that is the image of God.”

~~ Mary Daly ~~

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I’d hoped to have the new poem done, but, it can’t be forced out until it’s ready. Instead, here are some haiku I jotted down during my recent down-time…. It’s not up to Emily’s standards, perhaps, but, they’ll do for our purpose here today…. Enjoy!….

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Three stones on the path

Reality is
in this universe of ours
always in balance.

Lack of balance
is a local phenomenon
only we perceive.

We cannot change it.
It is, just the way it is.
Rivers flow downhill.

~~ gigoid ~~

7/2/2017

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Two Haiku

A pub can provide
a place to be, by ourselves
in good company.

A simple concept,
complex by implication:
all life is one Life.

~~ gigoid ~~

7/6/2017

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Visual epiphany…

Astounding sunset,
with colors of bold subtlety.
Illumination…

~~ gigoid ~~

6/30/2017

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Naked Pearls

Ponderable….

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“A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature
is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.
A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night,
that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret;
that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret;
that every beating heart in the thousands of breasts there is,
in some of its imaginings,
a secret to the heart nearest it.”

~~ Charles Dickens ~~

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“Frivolity is important.
Frivolity is the species refusal to suffer.”

~~ John Lahr ~~

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“Still, there is a calm, pure harmony, and music inside of me.”

~~ Vincent van Gogh ~~

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“Let a joy keep you.
Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by.”

~~ Carl Sandburg ~~

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“A wise man never loses anything, if he has himself.”

~~ Michael de Montaigne — Essays, Book i, Chap. xxxviii, Of Solitude ~~

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“All cats are NOT gray after midnight.
Endless variety …”

~~ Lazarus Long ~~

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“Do not stop to ask what is it;”
Let us go and make our visit.

~~ T. S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock ~~

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Having demonstrated, without doubt, it’s suitability for posting, I shall now proceed to post today’s mess. I’d hoped for a somewhat grander result, but, it is what it is, so, we’ll go with Popeye’s philosophy, thereby avoiding any real danger. Wouldn’t want to frighten anyone this late in the program. In fact, I observe we have reached the end, in spite of my dithering. To honor such efficacy, even if unintentional, I hereby declare this Pearl complete. I’ll try again, ffolkes; that’s the good news. We’ll save the bad news for another day…. 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

Kowabunga!

À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

Massive portions of pomegranate Jell-O….

Arthur has been set free! Arthur, as you may or may not know, is my computer’s name…. In a stunning development yesterday, I got a phone call telling me to bring the ransom to where he was being held, & I could take him home… So, we’ve been getting reacquainted…. but, in my joy at having him back home, I neglected to put together a Pearl for this morning… For one last day, here is a sublimation Pearl… Our selection today is from the very beginnings of ECR, in 2011, and a Pearl that NOBODY came to read… I’m giving it a second chance today, & I hope you enjoy this little foray through my brain from about 5.5 years ago…. I’ll be back tomorrow with an all fresh Pearl… if all goes as planned, anyway…. See y’all then….

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Ffolkes,
I realize it’s a dangerous habit, but I was thinking……but it wasn’t any fun, so I woke up, and decided to start early on today’s Pearl. Whether that was a good or bad decision will depend, I suppose, on what transpires from this moment on. Let’s see where today’s selections take us, shall we?……
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“A man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.” — Paul Simon

I have heard it said that Paul Simon is considered to be the greatest living American song writer; some of those reports claimed that he was the one to make that statement. I don’t know if that part of it is true, but I have to agree with whoever said it, as his poetry, and the  music he creates to surround it, is far superior to just about anyone else’s that I can think of just now. The line…

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Aggrandizing for the masses….

My computer is still a hostage to fortune, so I’m going with another re-blog. It will be some grand craic, indeed, when the ransom is paid… For now, this’ll have to do… See y’all later, folks…

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Ffolkes,

“Dying is a wild night and a new road.”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

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Simple Beauty….

Hajime…. Probably, what’s going on is merely a function of my own mind, in dealing with all the crap that builds up in there. Whatever the case may be, I’ve been going into some strange places lately. In my head, that is; sadly, I don’t get out enough to say that about the Big Blue Room. These places have the unfortunate ability to keep my attention on them, rather than on Reality, where I have things that need to get done, if only for my own comfort and serenity. I can’t say I’m suffering, per se; I can say I am not happy with Reality just now, and the only responsibility for it rests securely on my own head.

I’d say life can be a bitch, but, that’s not taking responsibility, and the world…

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Remnants of hauntingly bad melodies….

This one almost got skipped. My comp remains in the shop,for at least a few more days. To be honest, this process just sucks on a phone, & I don’t know how people do it consistently. But, it’s done for another day. I hope you enjoy today’s offering from the archives. I’ll try to post tomorrow, but, then again, perhaps not… That mouthy bastard , Time, will tell, as he always does…. Be well, & stay strange…

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

I believe I’m suffering a universal page fault in my brain…. I’m not entirely sure exactly what that is, but, I know when I see it on my computer screen, it’s a bad thing, and that’s what we have here, for sure and for certain….. a bad thing. Not unusual, not surprising, but bad…. Still, my heart beats in my chest, and my breath continues to go in and out of my lungs, so, I suppose I’d best get on with this….

I’m burnt…. baked, fried, sautéed, grilled, whichever method you choose, I’m way overdone….. I know it. The symptoms have been obvious for days now, but, I’ve been unwilling to admit it, or them, because I don’t know what I’ll do if I can’t write…. Talk about diffuse anxiety! This is more of a specific anxiety, actually, one that strikes every time I suffer one of these burn-out…

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Luminescent triangles of pewter, on stolen coasters….

I’m still without a computer, & though I’m getting better with a phone, it remains more problematic than efficient. Here’s yet another offering from the archives to sublimate, while I continue to twiddle thumbs… Y’all be well; & happy as you may; I’ll be back as soon as my computer is repaired… Stay strange, folks; it’s your best defense these days. …

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Ffolkes,
“The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.” — May Sarton

Man, I certainly hope so! If not, what the hell am I doing here? I’m sure as hell not spewing out my guts every day just so people will like me; it’s nice when they do, and helps me appreciate the good that remains in this sad old world, but I’m too old to spend any more effort worrying about how what I say when I write might upset somebody’s applecart. I write to get the stuff in my head out where I can look at it objectively, or at least editorially, and where I can make a rational decision as to whether or not it needs to be eased out, gently and persuasively, or spit out, decisively and vehemently.

I try not to spew too widely, to actually aim what I’m throwing, so that individuals…

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The lost art of finagle…..

Yep. Another reblog. I’ll be back eventually. Be well & stay alert….

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Ffolkes,

You think you have problems! Murphy lives with me!…. Actually, it only seems that way. I found the foregoing in Smart Bee this morning, as I cast about for something to start with, and since it fits so well with many of my previous introductory sections, I threw it out there for consumption. In reality, Murphy is apparently off somewhere, undoubtedly plotting something nasty for me… It’s the only explanation for ignoring me, apparently, for several days. Whenever I’ve had periods like that in the past, he was working on some complicated, and difficult problem to drop in my lap, preferably at a moment when I am least prepared to deal with it, as is his habit and preference….

I often forget that everyone else in the world is as familiar with him as I am; it’s a purely human reaction to do so, though, so I don’t feel…

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