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Ffolkes,

“If possible, try to find a way to come downstairs
that doesn’t involve going bump, bump, bump, on the back of your head. -“

~~ Pooh in Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne ~~

Day 5 023

The bar at Shelbourne Public House, Cork, Ireland…

I missed posting again for another day, but, it (mostly) wasn’t my fault. Smart Bee, my database of quotes, was acting a bit fractious, & it took until late in the afternoon before I assembled sufficient pearls to make up the final section. As they say across the pond, c’est la vie, amis; or, as they say downtown, too bad, so sad. Or, more aptly, as I have been known to say, so be it. At this juncture, I’m just happy it’s done, even if I still have yet to write anything resembling a rant, or discussion of anything more than the immediate needs of the moment. And, right there, it’s another ‘so be it’…..

In fact, I’m going to continue in the current vein, & just get on with the posting process, before I lose either my nerve, or the prevailing wind. ‘Tis simple enough to accomplish, as you may or may not know. All I have to do is this….

Shall we Pearl?

“For a man can lose neither the past nor the future;
for how can one take from him that which is not his?
So remember these two points:
first, that each thing is of like form from everlasting
and comes round again in its cycle,
and that it signifies not whether a man shall look upon the same things
for a hundred years or two hundred, or for an infinity of time;
second, that the longest lived and the shortest lived man,
when they come to die, lose one and the same thing.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, Meditations, ii, 14 ~~

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Celtic Symbol

This is one of my default musical choices, to which I generally retreat two or three times per week, to listen to while puttering, or working at something constructive (a rare occasion, admittedly… SIGH). It always serves to give me the best chance to think…. well, I think it does. I hope you enjoy it as well…

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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

Ponderous points….

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“Any idiot can face a crisis.
It’s this day-to-day living that wears you out.”

~~ Anton Checkov ~~

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“All our decisions are made
in a state of mind
that is not going to last.”

~~ Marcel Proust ~~

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“If you think you’re free, there’s no escape possible.”

~~ Baba Ram Dass ~~

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“We shall never cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”

~~ T. S. Eliot ~~

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“In comparison with heaven and earth, man is like a mayfly.
But compared to the great Way,
heaven and earth, too, are like a bubble and a shadow.
Only the primal spirit and the true nature overcome time and space.”

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

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“Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision
for the limits of the world.”

~~ Arthur Schopenhauer ~~

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“Around existence twine,
(Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!)
ropes of twisted vine.”

~~ Basho ~~

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See? That didn’t hurt at all, did it? What’s more, it may have even been beneficial, in some abstruse fashion. Rather than dwell upon what cannot be altered, or even fully defined, let us move on to the rest of this fairly fine morning, just as if we had some silly reason to do so. I shall try to post again soon; I may even write something more than the usual drivel. As it always does, time will tell, the blabbermouth…. Y’all be well, happy as you may be, and, for goodness sake, be as strange as you can be; it really is your best defense against the world’s own version of strange,…. 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.

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Ffolkes,

“The great tragedy of life is not that men perish,
but that they cease to love.”

~~ W. Somerset Maugham ~~

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Whale watch in Glacier Bay, near Hoonah….

Hajime…. On walkabout, even when attempting to remain in the moment, mindful of all that one is walking through, one naturally becomes somewhat introspective. Since I’ve been walkabout a LOT recently, this means I’ve spent a lot of time in my own head. This isn’t necessarily a good or bad thing, nor would I wish to label it as either. I regard such episodic occurrences as part of my persona, having spent more time in my head, or, in my own company, than is so for many people for all my days here on this old ball o’mud. It’s just what I do as a default, which makes me a bit odd, but, it’s okay; I’m quite comfortable with oddness.

Having spent so much time inside lately has led to some rather deep thoughts, not all of which I’m ready to discuss here. Not that it wouldn’t make for a fine discussion; I’m just not certain, as yet, I have brought it all to a ‘discussable’ state…. (I know, that’s not a word; spellchecker went nuts over it… but, it fits, so, get over it, okay?….) When I do, I will share it, as it seems to all be pretty well universal in its application for us humans. A rather sweeping claim, I realize, but, let’s just accept it as a given, & look forward to that discussion with some anticipatory glee, if only for the opportunity to make fun of my thoughts…. Of course, that will be the case only if I’ve managed to muddle it up; if it comes out right, I think y’all will be quite happy with it. I know I will…

With that ringing endorsement (well, perhaps not a loud ringing….), let us get on with the rest of the mess I’ve managed to cobble together for today. There’s good music, a decent recent poem (from last year), and a collection of fine, if odd, pearls for your perusal…. Rather than belabor any of today’s points, let’s just get on with it, lickety-split…. which looks like this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“What kind of conflict do you like?
Where will you jump in and fight the good fight —
body, heart, mind or spirit?

If you say you don’t like conflict at all,
then you have stopped growing,
because it is only through engaging differences
to find common ground or to triumph
that we become new and invigorated.

Pick your battles,
but always have some place you embrace conflict.”

~~ Callan Williams ~~

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Young Dubliners

It’s been so long since I played, or listened to, this band, I found an entire album I hadn’t heard yet, so, this will be a treat for me as well as y’all. I hope it’s as good as their previous work; if so, it’s grand craic…. Enjoy!….

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With All Due Respect

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Obscure Empathy

Twisting the tail of reality, again, unrepentant,
as a pale moon rises in the west, unnoticed.
Sensing imminence, evicting the remaining tenant;
dispensing false empathy, well-practiced.

Metaphor becomes allegory, critically sane,
as humanity wells up, conflicted, bedeviling time;
experience assumes an old cut, with virgin pain,
a solitary ambient poet dies, in shame, sans rhyme.

Patterns form inside an intricate space, forlorn,
abiding, with reluctant patience, only to learn
of dispassion’s inelegant cost, basely shopworn;
forgotten verses, delicately done to a turn.

Previously spoken standards shall not apply;
forsworn, soaked in cruel imagination,
questing egos neglect to ask, why?
Purely natural law demands speculation.

Twice-told tales assume mythical profundity
casting shadows into night’s bower.
Artful, enticing, a lure for serendipity
passing time in a lonely tower.

~~ gigoid ~~

4/4/2017

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Naked Pearls

Random Notes on Life @ Large….

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“I travel with the wind & listen to it’s voices.”

~~ Dan Sakers, “A Voice in Every Wind” ~~

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“Childhood ends, the moment you know you’re going to die.”

~~ The Crow ~~

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“Anyone who has begun to think places some portion of the world in jeopardy.”

~~ John Dewey ~~

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“In just two days, tomorrow will be yesterday.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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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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“Don’t underestimate the value of Doing Nothing,
of just going along,
listening to all the things you can’t hear,
and not bothering.”

~~ Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne ~~

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“It’s so clean.
It’s certainly uncontaminated by cheese.”

~~ Monty Python, The Cheese Shop Sketch ~~

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Well, it’s done, and, thank goodness. It’s a bit late going up, but, it’s here, and complete, so, I’m letting it fly. I’m already working on another fresh entry for a day or two down the line, so, I hope y’all will come back & join me in my “reeling, writhing, & fainting in coils”…. I also hope you enjoyed today’s rather esoteric mess; sometimes, it’s best not to question much, but, take it all in without worrying about the final result. With my stuff, that’s probably the best bet to get through it with sanity intact. Well, intact as it ever gets around here. I’ll be back in a short while; in the meantime, y’all be well, and happy as you may be…. 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.

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Ffolkes,


“To love someone deeply gives you strength.

Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.”


~~ Lao Tzu ~~


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Focused meditation….


Hajime…. Since retiring from work, I have discovered the part of living in contact with much of the world I miss the least, & that is, quite simply, drama. The emotional turmoil in which much of the world seems to spend the majority of its time seems to me a complete waste of what little time we have here in this plane of existence, and I cannot understand why most people keep on walking on a path strewn with pain, and suffering caused by emotions, which are, after all, transient, by their nature. Because we are invested so heavily in EGO, we seem to find our own inner world, with its chaotic feelings, to be the way of the world, and our disappointment is intense when it proves not to be so.


All that, by the way, is the result of drama intruding upon my life, caused, as is generally the case, by others who are merely peripherally connected to me, by their connection to those I love. Without going into detail, I have to say, it’s more intense than I enjoy, and has no purpose beyond the fear felt by a narcissist, who then, according to their neurotic nature, pass their own fear and anger to everyone around them. These others are those to whom I am connected, so, some of the emotional chaos ends up at my door. Thankfully, I don’t have to engage in it, nor do I; it’s just hard to see those I love having no choice but to deal with it in all its intense, ‘in the moment’ importance, thus making their own journey through life more uncomfortable….


All has receded enough for me to finish this post, though not with the light-hearted humor with which I intended to start off. So, I’ll forgo trying to inject anything of that nature, as it would, no doubt, fall flatter on its face than a flounder, which is pretty flat. Instead, I’ll just mention how well I’ve coped with it, all in all, and get on with the process of posting. I didn’t manage to leak out the new poem yet; it’s blocked, somehow, by the presence of drama, at least until it’s all assimilated and processed into metaphor. But, I’ve included some most excellent music, a damn good older poem, and, a set of old-school pearls with which I am quite pleased. Good shit, as they say….


So, let’s go see what there is to see, eh? It can’t be any less thrilling than this has been, right? Right. We’re off now, so, hang on….


Shall we Pearl?….


“Everything in life is unusual until you get accustomed to it.”


~~ L. Frank Baum, “The Marvelous Land of Oz” ~~


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NinaSimone


Nina Simone, 1933 ~ 2003


Image from kcur.org via Google Images


There is a lot I could say about this artist, but, it would all be superfluous to the experience of just listening to her sing. To show respect for that, I’ll let y’all do just that, without any further words from me, except to say, enjoy….


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Nina Simone


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Blue chameleon


It’s hot today, with chances of pain & rain.

So it says on the news.

Guess there’s nothing to do again

unless it’s sing the blues.


The blues are gettin’ old, though.

So I say, & I should know.

I been singin’ the bloody songs, y’know?

For what seems a long row to hoe.


S’pose it could get better someday.

I’ve heard that tune before.

Always seemed out of tune anyway;

I ain’t waitin’ any more.


Bang those drums & kick the cans.

May as well raise some hell.

Clang together some old pots & pans;

It hides the little voices so well.


Never worry, don’t you fear at all.

We’ve got certificates of note.

Bureaucratic protections, officially small.

Non carborundum illegitimi, he wrote.


Time, and circumstance, wrote me today.

It came in the daily mail from home.

It said I shouldn’t write unless I say

you’ll be charged for the distance you roam.


~~ gigoid ~~


5/28/2016


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Naked Pearls


Notes on Life @ Large….


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“Do you want to be a power in the world?

Then be yourself.”


~~ Ralph Waldo Trine ~~


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“If life seems jolly rotten,

there’s something you’ve forgotten,

and that’s  to laugh and dance and jump and sing.”


~~ Monty Python ~~


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“Live dangerously and you live right.”


~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, “Faust” ~~


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“If you haven’t found something strange during the day,

it hasn’t been much of a day.”


~~ John Wheeler ~~


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“Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge

and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you,

you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.”


~~- Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne ~~


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“If you’re going to walk on thin ice, you might as well dance.”


~~ Subtle Bee ~~


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“Great is the art of beginning, but greater the art of ending…”


~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~~


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Though I can’t lay claim to any recent displays of brilliance, I am pleased with the last few ending pearls, for their completely apropos nature to what has gone before. In this case, Henry has it right, so, we’ll take his advice, and pursue our art as a properly brief ending. I’ll see y’all, or y’all will see me, soon enough, though how long it may be I cannot say at this time. Until I return, please be well, be happy as you may, and remember to utilize the one greatest characteristic nature allows us, to wit, be as strange as you can be. You may be sure, I shall. 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.


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The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


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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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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.


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Ffolkes,


“I will arise and go now, for always night and day

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I hear it in the deep heart’s core.”


~~ William Butler Yeats, “The Lake Isle of Innisfree”~~


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Gang of young Irish Seagulls, Galway….


Hajime…. When one makes the decision to battle internal demons, one takes on an opponent with special knowledge, of all one’s weak points, and avenues of attack. It also means one’s own skills and talents can be used against one; I can attest, it makes any battle sure to achieve epic proportion. I’m not complaining; the alternative is to live in Hell, & that just isn’t going to happen, not while I live. But, it also means any clear victory comes at a heavy cost, at a time my bank account is at a low ebb. SIGH….. It’s a good thing I’ve learned to accept that nothing worth doing is going to be easy….


As I have often related, I do this to stay sane; whether or not it works is probably an area of judgment I would rather not enter, lest the answer be too much to bear. So far, I have lived, and loved, for a long time, and have yet to break my vow to refrain from killing; in some circles, that can be enough. For me, it’s never enough; if I was satisfied with my own state, it would never change. So, I struggle on, to find the center, where change is welcome, for we are balanced enough there to adapt to any change.


Now I’ve thoroughly confused everyone who stumbles in today, with a healthy dose of obscurity, I think it’s best to get the rest of this mess done, & get on with another day in Paradise, or, wherever this is. I can’t say, with any degree of confidence, I can predict how it will go, but, that’s probably a good thing. Too much too easily becomes too much, indeed. Rather than tempt Murphy’s kind attentions, let us adjourn to the meat of the matter, where we may find another piece of the puzzle. If not, well, so much for another day; we can always try again tomorrow, right? Right. For now, let’s do this….


Shall we Pearl?


“Forget about likes and dislikes.

They are of no consequence.

Just do what must be done.

This may not be happiness, but it is greatness.”


~~ George Bernard Shaw~~


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When I went to look for inspiration for music today, this is what I found…. Given our opening lines, and the photo I chose, go figure, eh?. I guess you can take the boy out of the shamrock, but….


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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


Pieces of the whole….


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“To say yes, you have to sweat and roll up your sleeves

and plunge both hands into life up to the elbows.

It’s easy to say no, even if it means dying.”


~~ Jean Anouilh ~~


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“Nothing matters very much,

and very few things matter at all.”


~~ Lord Balfour’s Contention ~~


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“Brains first and then Hard Work.”


~~ Eeyore, Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne~~


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“Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told: “I’m with you kid. Let’s go.””


~~ Maya Angelou ~~


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“In times of profound change, the learners inherit the earth,

while the learned find themselves beautifully equipped

to deal with a world that no longer exists.”


~~ Al Rogers, Global SchoolHouse Network, at CUE ~~


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“The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”


~~ Bertrand Russell ~~


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“Truckin’, like the do-dah man

Once told me “Gotta play your hand.

Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime

If you don’t lay’em down.”

Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;

Other times I can barely see.

Lately it occurs to me

What a long, strange trip it’s been.”


~~ “Truckin'” by Garcia, Weir, Lesh, Hunter ~~


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Well, Ollie; this is another fine mess you’ve gotten us into. Fortunately, it’s done, so we can just ignore any warning signs we may have encountered, & be on our way with a smile and a whistle. Well, we could, if I could whistle any more…. I guess I’ll just say, see ya, & let it go at that for today…..


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.


dozer3


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


À bientôt, mon cherí….

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


“The deeds you do today may be the only sermon some people will hear today.”


~~ St. Francis of Assisi ~~


cat colors


Calico in sepia….


Hajime…. There is a little place in my head where ideas form; it seems to live between the state of full mindful consciousness and dreams, though the exact location remains mysterious, as it, like everything else, moves around a lot. Some days, I can find it easily, & the words flow like good wine at a bacchanal. Other days, of which today seems to be one, I can wander for what seems to be weeks in the empty hallways of the mansions of my mind without ever encountering even a whiff of fresh thought. When I sat to begin today, I had intended to discuss the process, but, as the hours, and days passed in my head, I realized such an intention would only make the gods laugh….


Finally, I gave up, as you see by the exposition which opens our missive. Not terribly compelling, but, honest. If there were any way, at this juncture, to go back & start over, I’d consider it well; since there doesn’t seem to be anything, in my head, or in the surrounding locus, that might offer such an opportunity, I may as well just get us down the page, where there is some great music, and an interesting group of rather inscrutable pearls, for y’all to chew on. It ain’t Ibsen, but, it’s art, I suppose. Y’all may, of course, make your own judgment on that, but, for now, it’s our story, & we’re sticking to it.


I don’t believe this horse is going to come back to life, so, I’ll quit beating on it, so we can get on with the rest of this mess. If I had any true compassion, I’d offer my apologies for this intro, but, I don’t. Not at this time of the morning, anyway. But, I do have my sense of ruthlessness, which has saved us many times in the past. That, of course, works like this….


Shall we Pearl?


“Bother!”, said Pooh, as time unraveled around him.


~~ Anonymous Bee ~~


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While cruising old You Tube videos the other day, I came across this old recording from back in the day (1976, in this case), which gives a very clear idea of why I fell in love with this artist’s work, and have carried that torch for all the intervening years. The only reason she is not my favorite redhead in the world is because I know another one personally. She can’t sing, or play guitar like Bonnie, but, she’s even more talented, in her own way…. Bonnie, who plays and sings like an angel, always makes me smile, and sigh…. and dance….


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Bonnie Raitt

Old Grey Whistle Test

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“All men are poets at heart.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson


“All poets are mad.” — Robert Burton


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Ah Ain’t Sho, but Mebbe So….


Fried eggs got nuthin’ on me

Ah’m not even sure of mah name,

or how Ah come to be;

no idea from where Ah came.


Ah does like a mystery tho’,

puzzlin’ things out so’s Ah knows,

good from bad fo sho,

Ah sho don’t want no rock pillows.


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

Ah just falls back on mah Daddy’s words,

seems he knowed just whut’d stand the test,

‘n how to gentle the scaredest birds.


‘Course, he’d lived a good long time,

‘n had lots of stuff go on by;

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

never once used it fer an alibi.


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

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

Yer own good measure you can earn,

by startin’ yer learnin’ with the Golden Rule.


Always seemed to me as Ah growed up,

he mostly only spoke if it wuz true,

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

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


Without ever sayin’ the word itself,

Ah learned ’bout honor, ‘n helpin’ others

not some fake stuff from some shelf,

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


Ah’ve been around long enough now, Ah think

to get around the block at least two times.

I s’pose long as my head don’t shrink

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


~~ gigoid ~~


4/6/2013


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Naked Pearls


Yet Another Path….


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“All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.”


~~ Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace ~~


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“Don’t underestimate the value of Doing Nothing,

of just going along,

listening to all the things you can’t hear,

and not bothering.”


~~ Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne ~~


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“He who is unable to live in society,

or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself,

must be either a beast or a god.”


~~ Aristotle ~~


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“Without the difficulty of being hemmed in,

the tree in the forest would not be forced to marshal its power

to grow toward the light.”


~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~


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“If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.”


~~ Things We Can Learn From Dogs ~~


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“In human intercourse the tragedy begins,

not when there is misunderstanding about words,

but when silence is not understood.”


~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~


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“Heaven embraces the horizon.

No matter how jagged the profile, the sky faithfully conforms.”


~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~


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“All men should strive to learn before they die

what they are running from, and to, and why.”


~~ James Thurber ~~


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“Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave

Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;

Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.

I know.

But I do not approve.

And I am not resigned.”


~~ Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Dirge Without Music” ~~


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Having fulfilled the minimum standards for a Pearl, I declare it done. So done, I can’t think of anything to say that would improve matters; in fact, it all feels like the slightest wrong move will bring it tumbling down around my ears. I’ll just end it here, quickly, & take my chances it will fly. Y’all have a good day out there in the BBR, as best you may. I’ll do the same, & maybe, tomorrow, we can do this again. Worth a shot, right? See ya….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


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The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


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Ffolkes,


“If possible, try to find a way to come downstairs that doesn’t involve

going bump, bump, bump, on the back of your head.”


~~ Pooh in Winnie the Pooh, by A.A. Milne ~~


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Outside Trinity College Gate, Dublin, Ireland


Hajime…. Abandoning all hope of dreaming, the old man arises, muttering, to stumble forth, falling into routine with a sigh of relief, which lasts until realizing ’tis, once more, shy of 3 AM. Accustomed to the darkness, he finds his way to the computer, where he sits, to begin another day, in search of the remaining tatters of sanity to be found in the darker corners of the mind.


Then, of course, he realized what a stupid idea that was, so, he started over. Good morrow, ffolkes. And how are y’all? Good. As you can tell by now, my mind is a pretty blank slate…. I’m pretty sure I’m also out of chalk with which to write on it. But, here I am anyway, typing away just as if I had some clue as to what to put here. I could go with some nonsense, or try to salvage the almost clever opening lines, but, it all seems a bit superfluous, when I realize I’m already done, & none of this will make any difference, other than how I feel about it… That, of course, isn’t relevant, either, but, we’ll pretend it is, just to finish off this paragraph with a touch of certainty, an article thus far absent.


How’s that? I think it’s going to have to do for today; keeping at this, when there’s nothing in there to pull out, would be even more useless a pastime than even we can pull off with any aplomb. (Another hard-to-find article around here…) Rather than continue to torment y’all, and myself, I think I’ll just get on with it, so we can get this posted by the time I’ve set for a deadline. Yeah, that’s the ticket. Now, if only I could lay claim to having a clue as to where to go, we’d be all set. Since I can’t in good conscience do so, I’ll do this instead, providing proof of the pudding, as so eloquently stated by Mssr. Heywood, just below….


Shall we Pearl?


“Better is halfe a lofe than no bread.”


~~ John Heywood (c. 1565) ~ Proverbes, Part i, Chap. xi ~~


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Ana Popovic


Image from myspace.com via Google Images


A friend sent me a video of this young artist yesterday, after listening to the Bonnie Raitt video I used. Needless to say, I’m impressed, and have a new crush… Enjoy, ffolkes, this woman can play….


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Premises, premises….


Tricked, I stumble, and I fall

dreaming, through an abandoned palace.

Frightened and wary, unheard my call

fading into memory, no cup, no argent chalice.


The people, crushed, cry out to be freed

asking only to take part, or travel.

Nascent oaths spotlight such bursting need

fed by treachery, deep from our well.


Only the wicked shall find their way blocked

justice seeks them, snug in their hole.

Faint praises never touched, but naked, stalked

singing no gospel, no soul, no rock and roll.


Only the promised will remember the way

from unforgiven trails of sorrow.

To live life, and give death no sway,

saving grace for our only tomorrow.


~~ gigoid ~~


9/6/2012


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Naked Pearls


Pungently obscure, but, tasty….


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“How many Zen masters does it take to change a light bulb?”


“A tree in a golden forest.”


~~ Sardonic Bee ~~


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“He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.”


~~ Rafael Sabatini ~~


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“A clown is a clown and will always be a clown.”


~~ Babbaluche the cobbler ~~


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“There are some things that are so serious that you have to laugh at them.”


~~ Niels Bohr ~~


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“If only we’d stop trying to be happy we’d have a pretty good time.”


~~ Edith Wharton ~~


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“Once you can accept the universe

as being something expanding into an infinite nothing which is something,

wearing stripes with plaid is easy.”


~~ Albert Einstein ~~


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“A truly wise man never plays leapfrog with a Unicorn.”


~~ Hacker proverb ~~


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The only thing about which we may feel any sort of accomplishment today is to realize it’s done. Rather than beat this particular horse any more, now it’s dead, I’ll just take my leave, with all the dignity I can muster. I will, with some trepidation, but, much hope, try this again, maybe even tomorrow. Wish me luck, ffolkes; I’ve a feeling I’ll need it this time….


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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Ffolkes,


“Socrates thought that if all our misfortunes were laid in one common heap,

whence every one must take an equal portion,

most persons would be contented to take their own and depart.”


~~ Plutarch ~~


~~ Consolation to Apollonius ~~


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


Hajime…. Hmm… Here ’tis, early in the morning before the day our society’s most common delusion is celebrated. Those of us who don’t buy into that particular fallacy have not much reason to join in the game being played during this massive distraction from reality, but, we enjoy the simple fact that all who do are, usually, in a better mood, making it less likely we will need to employ any curmudgeonly techniques to keep them at bay; sort of a mini-vacation, as it were, from the stress of maintaining the socially amenable face so necessary during the rest of the year, negating the necessity of engaging in dishonorable battles of wit with an unarmed populace. I guess you could call that our seasonal gift….


That said, I’ll refrain from any further comments on the season, other than to wish y’all a peaceful holiday, filled with love and family, and a happy new year, whatever that means. Don’t worry, no ranting today. In fact, the Pearl for today is done, I’m just filling in this space, as is our wont, so it won’t look so empty and cold. It’s cold enough outside, right? Right. Wet, too, around here, anyway. But, that’s a story for another time.


For now, I think I’ll just get this slow on the toad, so we can all go about our scheduled activities…. On such days, it’s for the best; ffolkes have other stuff to do, and reading my drivel probably isn’t at the top of the list….. S’okay by me; even us curmudgeons have people to see this time of year…. Not that we expect them to be home, but, hey, the drive is always nice….


Just kidding; I’m going back to bed a while, then going for a long walk. In the meantime, here’s today’s mess, all dressed up & ready to go. Take a deep breath, & close your eyes…. It’s less scary that way….


Shall we Pearl?


“Most people are on the world, not in it…”


~~ John Muir ~~


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Camille Saint-Saëns


Image from mfiles.co.uk via Google Images


Rather than play another playlist of boring Christmas music we’ve all heard too many times, here is one with music from one of the most prolific composers of the Romantic Era…. He’s one of my favorites, for I’ve never heard any of his music I didn’t enjoy…. You will, too….


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Last year, at this time, I was going through the final stages of withdrawal from the opioids I had been taking for ten years. I’m not sure how, or, why, but, on this date, I wrote a poem for Christmas; here ’tis again, just because I can….


A Seasonal Gift


Affordable, these moments in time,

all quite free, not costly, nor for sale at all.

Merely more misspent periods making rhyme.

seeking a peaceful heart, as my words fall.


A price, many will tell you, or me,

is due for every transaction.

In truth, everything you see is free;

Illusion seldom offers any real satisfaction.


Some also tell us we need some sort of god,

we’re told ’tis the only path to immortality.

On the path I’ve followed, that seems rather odd;

I’m quite happy with honorable mortality.


Some days it gets a bit lonely, for a bit,

out here in the cold light of reason.

Solitude is, however, well worth it;

Love, felt and treasured, gives warmth all season.


I suppose one could easily say,

this poem is the only gift I’ll give.

If I can teach love and kindness with the words I say,

such will be fine; it’s enough to live.


Happy Winter to All…


~~ gigoid ~~


12/24/2015


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Naked Pearls


Notes on the Journey….


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“If you come to a fork in the road, take it.”


~~ Yogi Berra ~~


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“Since everything in life is but an experience perfect in being what it is,

having nothing to do with good or bad, acceptance or rejection,

one may well burst out in laughter.”


~~ Long Chen Pa ~~


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“You may not, cannot, appropriate beauty.

It is the wealth of the eye, and a cat may gaze upon the king.”


~~ Theodore Parker ~~


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“Don’t underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along,

listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.”


~~ Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne ~~


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“How much pain have cost us

the evils which have never happened.”


~~ Thomas Jefferson, “Writings” Vol. XVI ~~


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“Nothing is so strong as gentleness,

and nothing is so gentle as true strength.”


~~ Ralph Sockman ~~


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“In anything at all,

perfection is finally attained,

not when there is no longer anything to add,

but when there is no longer anything to take away.”


~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery , Wind, Sand & Stars ~~


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“An it harm none,

Do what ye will.”


~~ Wiccan Credo ~~


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“Isn’t this my STOP?!”


~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~


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Okay, then; it’s done. Upon looking back over what I wrote, I can find much to improve, yet, nothing I’d change. I guess, for what it is, it’s about as good as it’s going to get. Go figure, eh? Funny how being done can make it look different, if not better. I suppose that’s what Einstein was talking about when he codified his Theory of Relativity… which, most simply stated, says, “It’s ALL relative…”. On that odd little note, I’ll take my leave, with the hopes that Santa’s sleigh doesn’t knock down your chimney, and that you have a very happy seasonal celebration, however you may choose to go about it. See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes; it’s my only hope….


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.


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Ffolkes,


“Extremism in defense of liberty is no vice.

Tolerance in the face of tyranny is no virtue.”


~~ Barry Goldwater ~~


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Violet Moore & sons, circa 1917….


Image from the Moore Family archives….


Hajime…. The people you see in the above photo are my relatives, to wit: My grandmother, my father, and his younger brother, one of two he had. When the photo was taken, I believe my grandfather was still off fighting in WWI, somewhere in Europe. I love it, and not just because they’re my ‘people’, as they’d say in the South. It’s a great snapshot of the time, & given the personal connection, tells me a lot about the people who are in it. In particular, though I didn’t know her until much later in her life, the expression on my grandmother’s face tells me a story, and enhances what I know of her, with her kindness, humor, and patience obvious for anyone with wit to see….


As an old fart with broken emotions, just looking at this picture makes me a little weepy, but, in a good way. I guess the old saw among women, regarding tears, is true; some tears are happy tears, that come when one feels so much love, it has to come out, and the tears are how they can be shared. Maybe it’s not true, but, it feels true…. So be it. It’s family, and needs no excuse for love to be felt…


I guess such an emotional opening rather limits the direction we can take from here. Rather than try to find one that will efficiently segue into the material below, I’ll just use the “fade away” method to move us along to where we need to go. Such indulgence isn’t at all normal, but, when have we ever worried about being normal? To be honest, I wouldn’t know quite how to react if anyone ever accused me of being so… but, that’s another story, for another time. For now, we’ll just do this, and be done with it….


Shall we Pearl?….


“But first, are you experienced?”


~~ Jimi Hendrix ~~


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I spent a lot of time this morning, pre-pearl, to write a friend to whom I owed a letter; unfortunately, this pushed me over into time I needed to spend to get this done. The end result of this is not having the time to… wait a minute! I’ve got a Tardis! What was I thinking? Okay, never mind. We’ve got classical music today, simply because I like it. Deal with it; I must, and so must y’all…. Try to enjoy it, anyway… It is, after all, some of the best music ever played, y’know?….


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Confidentially Paranoid


Only when the bright sunlight of dreams draws nigh

can the dark glass of reality factor true value..

Destiny’s horses run in fear as time goes dry,

for grappling with fate in such traitorous venue.


In pallid costumes made of graven cast-off tales,

fallen angels and demons show the measure of faith.

No sad transactions should escape these well-marked trails,

no angry relatives cast insults to a sedentary wraith.


Meaning can always hide in literal cold intent,

yet show mere facets of honor to perishable youth.

Sincere contentions leave with sorrowful bent,

while bastardly arguments fill in poorly for the truth.


Gone are moments filled with florid blasts of rhyme

left to molder on the shoulders of unreasonable hope.

Only courage can save these measures of unspoken time

to gather new issues, powerfully broad, painful in scope.


~~ gigoid ~~


2/25/2015


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Naked Pearls


Fun with Karma….


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“…The Universe is thronged with fire and light,

And we but smaller suns, which, skinned, trapped and kept

Enshrined in blood and precious bones, hold back the night.”


~~ Ray Bradbury ~~


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“It is not only for what we do that we are held responsible,

but also for what we do not do.”


~~ Moliere ~~


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“Everyone who lives dies, but not everyone who dies has lived.”


~~ No Fear ~~


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“You can’t just feel happy; to feel anything you have to feel everything.”


~~ Callan Williams ~~


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“If you would know a man, observe how he treats a cat.”


~~ Subtle Bee ~~


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“We’re tossed by the winds of fate, Maggie Mae.

Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves what we will.”


~~ Niall Feeney, in Nora Roberts’ “Born In Fire” ~~


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“It’s so much more friendly with two.”


~~ Piglet, Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne ~~


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Well, there you go… or, rather, there ’tis. Done, and done in time, if not comfort. So far today, I’ve written a long letter, had two cuppas, and faked a routine. I’ve also completed a Pearl, for what it’s worth. To me, it’s worth what I paid for it, if nothing else. Y’all will have to make up your own minds as to whether the cost was worth it, or not. Me, I’m outta here. Of course, I’ll be back, but, I don’t want to scare anybody…. 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.


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“In all affairs it’s a healthy thing now and then

to hang a question mark on the things you have long taken for granted.”


~~ Bertrand Russell ~~


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Break time, again….


Hajime…. Hmm… Well, here we are again, ffolkes. You’re out there, ready to read, hoping to find something of compelling interest. I’m sitting here, full of angst, anticipatory delight, and a complete absence of rational ideas about which to write. Status: normal. Since ‘normal’ is an anomaly for me, you can see this is not a good thing, with implications of impending potentially lethal consequences. Okay, so it’s only lethal to good literature; we can be as metaphoric as the next guy. Doesn’t mean we don’t bleed for it, internally…. It only means your hopes are pretty certain to go unfulfilled, once again.


SIGH…. Sorry ’bout that. I really didn’t have much to say, so, I said it the best I could. Screwed the pooch pretty good, didn’t I? Oh, well. I’ve done worse, and done it right here, so, such a measly little failure doesn’t impress me, scare me, or make me want to quit. I ain’t no quitter, which, in some cases, is more a matter of stubbornness than virtue. This, sadly, may be one of them; it’s beginning to look as if quitting wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing. Too bad I’m in the mood I’m in, or we could go that route. But, if I have to suffer, so will you….


I know, that’s a bit harsh, but, reality can teach us some hard lessons. Who am I to alter the ways of reality? Just another human with fancy ideas and a sense of self that manages to get in my way as much as it moves me along. And, I just realized, this is getting too abstract for manageability. In fact, I find myself lost in a corner of my mind I don’t recall encountering before. It’s a little dark, and there’s a lot of dust. No pictures on the walls, either. Boy, that must’ve been some wrong turn.


Rather than continue to wander around in the relative dark I suggest moving on, post haste, before this gets us somewhere we’ll have to break out weapons. I’m not sure I remembered to pack them, so, best we get this slow on the toad. Let’s use an old method, which we know works well…. It’s our old standard, #4, and it works like this….


Shall we Pearl?….


“I once wanted to save the world.

Now I just want to leave the room with dignity.”


~~ Lotus Weinstock ~~


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There’s a lot going on around here today, with still a lot of preparations to complete. Naturally, to make the time go smoothly, we turn to our default musical choice, for some classical gems. Enjoy!….


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Momentary Terror


Absently casual, memories pester endlessly

leaving only bleeding remnants, amiable and loving.

Coming awake, I cry to still the pain, shamelessly.


Elsewhen, time gives surcease, if only to live,

shoring broken pilings, worn and gray.

Passing on, I laugh at the pain, accept all it will give.


Time will build a shelter, warm and ever safe

save for Fate’s busy hands.

Enduring, I follow the pain, knowing it will chafe.


Fixed against a darkened sky of starry black

such beauty brings us to our knees.

Entranced, I welcome the pain, ’tis all I lack…..


~~ gigoid ~~


2/4/2013


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Naked Pearls


Sagacious Silliness….


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“I’ve got to get back to Reality. Where IS that silly Blue Dragon?”


~~ Schizo Bill from Philly ~~


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“ARTHUR: Then who is your lord?

WOMAN: We don’t have a lord.

ARTHUR: What?

DENNIS: I told you.

We’re an anarcho-syndicalist commune.

We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week.”


~~ The Quest for the Holy Grail (Monty Python) ~~


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“I’m gonna be a monkey, monkey monkey muuuunkey!”


~~ Stimpy ~~


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“When having a smackerel of something with a friend,

don’t eat so much that you get stuck in the doorway trying to get out.”


~~ Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne ~~


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“There’s no problem so awful

that you can’t add some guilt to it and make it even worse.”


~~- Calvin and Hobbes ~~


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“I’m in direct contact with many advanced fun CONCEPTS.”


~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~


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“Most of all, I’ve learned that a good time to laugh is anytime you can.”


~~ Linda Ellerbee~~


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Well, that went better than usual. I’m pretty sure it came out pretty well, too…. To keep from showing my complete surprise, I’ll pretend it happens all the time, and you can pretend you believe it. That way, we’re already both into the correct mode to go out & deal with whatever depredations and new insanity we find out in the BBR, all courtesy of your own Beloved Ruling Class, and the oligarchs, dogma dogs, and myrmidons who infest the halls of our government and churches. Such lovely creatures, filled with savagery and bile, always willing to lend a helping hand, complete with grasping claws… Ah, well, it’s probably too late to start ranting, so, I’ll just say, good luck, and see y’all tomorrow, when we’ll try again to achieve some sort of rationality, or, at minimum, relative sanity…. Can’t hurt to try, right?….


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….