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Ffolkes,

“How can we contrive to be at once astonished at the world
and yet at home in it?”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy ~~

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Congressional committee in conference….

By modern standards, & probably precise definition, I am what most would label as a ‘pagan’, as one who does not subscribe to any of the major, or even lesser, of the world’s religions. Thomas Paine’s idea of his mind being his only church, and his inner nature his only moral guide, is closer to what I perceive to be right in reality. Too much of what the church’s try to make people believe never struck me as particularly believable, or likely to be the true nature of reality. I mostly covered that belief up with a thick shield, & tried not to discuss it much with anyone, as it never seemed to have good results. So, this holiday season can be a bit problematic for me, what with the rest of my species, or most of it, engaged in a frenzy of capitalist consumerism, which they’ve all come to believe expresses the “Christmas spirit”… SIGH. Silly monkeys….

Having said this, I find myself, as is common during this season, alone with my cat, wondering if having different thoughts, and believing differently, is a worthwhile pastime. Then I consider all I see happening in today’s world, and am content to be myself. Knowing that, if no one else knows, the Buddha has my back on this; the whole of the religious world, & all religions, tell us that peace and happiness resides outside ourselves, in the knowledge of God, by whatever name each decides he must be called. In that light, I can only be glad I know that to be untrue, & unnecessary, for all of it, God, peace, and happiness, are already right there inside us, only waiting to be recognized to be made available to us…..

So, today, on Christianity’s stolen pagan holiday, I offer the following entertainment; some of the best rock & roll ever heard, from about 35 years ago, one of my older poems, and some fine pearls to ponder, along with my, shall we say, extemporaneous remarks. Hell, my kids are grown, & I had nothing better to do, so, there you go…. Let’s do this the easy way, like this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Everyone complains of his lack of memory, but nobody of his want of judgment.”

~~ Francois, Duc de La Rochefoucauld ~~

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Stevie Ray Vaughan

Switch it on, sit back, and enjoy, ffolkes; it just doesn’t get any better than this…..

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Demon’s Bane

Endless nights lead inexorably into endless days
while the battle for peace rages.
Lost arts find new meaning used in new ways;
to burn, yearn, and turn all the new pages.

Darkness falls heavily on bowed shoulders, contrite;
fireworks travel fast in nervous tissue.
The pace is kept, clean, but, never erudite;
such a pale tale of ancient issue.

Peering in terror down long, long halls of night
brings only confusion, destitute in sorrow.
Cannot time become our enemy, eager to fight
on the side which may never see tomorrow?

The longing gaze of passion, for reason to live,
must fall ever more faithfully into sedition,
else the clinging visions we claim to give,
shall not prevent reaching inevitable perdition.

Rising up, clarity of purpose shines the light of day
upon such a desolate landscape of absent release.
There is no escape, no furthering of the way.
Time never knows how to grant peace.

~~ gigoid ~~

11/23/2015

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Naked Pearls

Notes on process & program….

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“Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, is he who,
hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.”

~~ Homer (c. 700 B.C.) ~~

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“If you understand, things are as they are.
If you do not understand, things are as they are.”

~~ Gensha, Zen Master ~~

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“Fear is not in the habit of speaking truth.
When perfect sincerity is expected, perfect freedom must be allowed;
nor has anyone who is apt to be angry when he hears the truth,
any cause to wonder that he does not hear it.”

~~ Tacitus ~~

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“No slave is ever freed, save he freeth himself.”

~~ The Oldest Human Sage, Anonymous ~~

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“As long as anyone believes that his ideal and purpose is outside him,
that it is above the clouds, in the past or in the future,
he will go outside himself and seek fulfillment where it cannot be found.
He will look for solutions and answers at every point
except where they can be found
–in himself.”

~~ Erich Frohm ~~

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“I think the dragon’s asleep.”

~~ Famous Last Words ~~

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I believe I have managed as much confusion and/or elucidation as possible for one holiday morning, so, I’ll let this go without further ado. I hope you enjoy the winter weather, for it has arrived, for sure and for certain. I also hope you enjoy the holiday, and extract as much peace & joy as is there to be found. Y’all be well, be happy as you may be, and, if only for my sake, be as strange as you allow yourself to be. I promise to do the same, at least until next we meet…. 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,

“If we are not stupid or insincere when we say
that the good or ill of man lies within his own will,
and that all beside is nothing to us,
why are we still troubled?”

~~ Epictetus, Discourses, Book i, Chap. xxv ~~

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Leelu, temporarily cooperative….

I am fuddled, properly, but, remain unrepentant for being so, also properly. The essential elements to complete and post this Pearl were all present by yesterday afternoon, but, my will failed, & it didn’t get done as it might have. My fuddled state arises from the failure of will, for which I have neither explanation, nor the remotest clue as to where one might be procured. Such a state can often produce this degree of concern, but, in this case, I believe I shall let it pass relatively without further remark, if only to save what little peace of mind I yet have; no sense in chewing on myself over what’s already past, & I have no desire to beat myself over my fast-balding pate any more than is absolutely necessary to maintain civility….

While I’m on the subject, BOY, I REALLY HATE WINDOWS 10!

There, I’m glad that’s out of my system, if only for the moment. This latest version of Bill Gates’ classic operating system has grown to such gargantuan proportions, it gets in its own way, not to mention mine. Without going into details, I’ll just say there are so many damn bells & whistles, one can’t find the chalk, or often, the chalkboard. Time after time, it frustrates me by its slowness, and its decided lack of obviously intelligent design. SIGH…. So be it. At least it gets to where I need to go, eventually. Okay, end of mini-rant….

Which leads us to the actual purpose here today, to post yet another set of my own (non)sense and/or vulnerability disguised as aplomb. Fear not, my covers are intact, according to my ill-favored and unreliable perceptive abilities…. enough so I’ll probably even do this again in the relatively near future. For the none, allow me to forgo further diatribes or even lyrical phraseology, in favor of just getting the damn thing posted. This, by the way, is how we do that…..

Shall we Pearl?

“There are places I remember
all my life, though some have changed,
some forever, not for better,
some have gone and some remain.

All these places had their moments
with lovers and friends I still can recall.
Some are dead and some are living.
In my life I’ve loved them all.”

~~ The Beatles ~~

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The Delta Saints

Image from Wikipedia via Google Images

My daughter turned me on to this band, which plays a variety of musical styles, though certainly all with a southern rock attitude. I’ve been enjoying exploring their work for a few weeks now, & have like all I’ve heard. I hope you enjoy them as well….

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Blithely Untitled

A poem came to me today, willy, nilly,
along with a sharp blow to the head.
Since it left me feeling just a bit silly,
anything that rhymes should lessen the dread.

Manifesting destiny into a small, insidious group
we push on toward sanity, concentrating hard.
Full engaging moments spent navigating the loop
shall ever make a difference to victims found in the yard.

Still corpses of creatures, straight out of nightmare
fill up the corners of our tortured minds.
While ever saddened, the iconic male, most debonair,
gazes softly, ironically, at all the mutual interest he finds.

Moronic public statutes compel outbreaks of sanity,
responding to momentary impulses toward inducing peace.
Still, the motions get completed, in fertile stages of inanity
while the bulk of our inmates can find no surcease.

Reluctant motivation to continue is unbound,
striving to ascertain how far there yet remains to go.
No precognitive guesswork will make any less of a sound
to soften the final strains, or teach us to truly know.

~~ gigoid ~~

2/7/2014

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Naked Pearls

Obscure, but quite cogent….

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“From there to here, from here to there, funny things are everywhere.”

~~ Dr. Seuss ~~

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“But Memory blushes at the sneer,
And Honor turns with frown defiant,
And Freedom, leaning on her spear,
Laughs louder than the laughing giant.

~~ Oliver Wendell Holmes, “A Good Time going” ~~

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“In solitude, where we are least alone.”

~~ Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 90 ~~

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“All growth is a leap in the dark,
a spontaneous, unpremeditated act
without the benefit of experience.”

~~ Henry Miller ~~

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“It is the time you have wasted for your rose
that makes your rose so important.”

~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~~

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“One can endure sorrow alone, but it takes two to be glad.”

~~ Elbert Hubbard ~~

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“All philosophy lies in two words: sustain and abstain.”

~~ Epictetus ~~

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Well, there you have it, yet again. One of these days, I might end up exhibiting more than mere pedantry, by including some philosophical discourse; it would be good to do before my vision is entirely gone (not too far off, I’m afraid….), & I can no longer see the keyboard, or anything I’ve written…. boy wouldn’t THAT piss off spellchecker, eh? Anywho, for today, we’re done, so, y’all be well, & happy as you may be…. Blind or not, I intend to remain strange…. too late to turn back now, eh?…. Ta, then, 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.

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Ffolkes,

“There is no method except yourself.”

~~ Harold Bloom ~~

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Morning Glory….

I think it can be said, without too much fear of contradiction, that most people, (ffolkes AND folks….), prefer to feel as if they have some control over their life; much of the world’s trouble can be traced to those times when that preference is not the case in reality, for we, being the bozoid creatures we are, at core, generally behave as if it were. Now, if you’re thinking that assertion may be a bit complex, if not inherently controversial, to use as an opening gambit to what is essentially fluff literature; you’d be right, if, indeed, this were actually fluff.

However, I must point out a simple fact; each of the pearls I include in any Pearl of Virtual Wisdom is, due to its brevity, and/or, metaphoric relevance to reality, much more than it seems to be, & if properly considered, and, more importantly, translated into everyday life, can offer benefits heretofore unknown to anyone who hasn’t done so.

I could spend quite a bit of time, energy, & words on convincing y’all of the truth of this, but, due to recently realized self-limiting factors, will leave it to your own testing methods to verify. It’s really not too difficult, & takes very little time, as long as one is accustomed to using what is between their ears for something other than deciding whether to super-size that order of fries….

The recent realization to which I refer, (and to which I ascribe this retreat into pomposity…. sort of an old habit of mine to become pedantic when trying to explain a subtlety….), is this: I am currently unable to write because, during my time away from doing so regularly, I became accustomed to a number of activities that still seem to be a more attractive choice than using my mental energy on the computer; more simply, I’d rather go walk than type.

As might be surmised, this makes the process of Pearling a bit more of a chore than it was for a long time. But, as I am also aware, such is life, and it will, no doubt, change yet again, as it always does. In the meantime, I’ll quit worrying about it, & just post what comes together in the time I allow myself….

There…. that’s more than I’ve been doing, so, good for me… Whether or not the same applies for y’all, well, that’s up to you, as it always is. I do hope you enjoy today’s mess; what there is, is pretty choice. Let’s get to it….

Shall we Pearl?

“A note of music gains significance from the silence on either side.”

~~ Anne Morrow Lindberg ~~

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The Outlaws

Image from Pinterest.com via Google Images

In the late 60’s & 70’s, this band was one of the premier southern rock bands on the scene. They put out a good number of albums over the years, & in my mind, were every bit as good as The Eagles, who were the iconic rock fusion band of all-time. I have included a live concert they gave at the Capitol Theater in 1978 for your viewing pleasure, but, can also recommend typing their name into the YouTube search box, & listening to their albums, all of which are there for your edification…. Enjoy, ffolkes, this be some rockin’ good stuff….

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Life as we know it….

As we grow and learn to be, in this sad, yet joyous parade,
we only have our Self with which to face Life;
small, we are, and weak,
but, smart.

Reality, in studied contrast, is an invisible, ubiquitous shade
dispassionate ambivalence brings us mostly strife.
It’s never enough to seek.
Take part.

The universe won’t make a compromise, but will make a trade.
Give away your fear for knowledge, and a reasoned life.
It often requires a tweak;
live Art.

Love is an essential part of our own particular charade
without it, life can be filled with strife.
Souls perch high on a peak;
sweet, tart.

Pain always balances with joy, the price has to be paid;
for us humans, each must be equal in life.
To know one, the other must speak.
Never apart.

We are all actors, playing parts we’ve chosen to have portrayed;
the director’s absence produces endless strife.
Trying to make sense brings only pique.
Go. Start.

~~ gigoid ~~

11/27/2015.

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Naked Pearls

Notes on Life & Love….

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“Ask a toad what is beauty?…
a female with two great round eyes coming out of her little head,
a large flat mouth, a yellow belly and a brown back.”

~~ Voltaire (1694-1778) ~~

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“Not loving is but a long dying.””

~~ Wu Ti ~~

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“Paradise for a happy man lies in his own good nature.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.”

~~ Eric Fromm ~~

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“No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil;
nor temperate who considers pleasure the highest good”

~~ Cicero ~~

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“To be “matter of fact” about the world is to blunder into fantasy….
and dull fantasy at that, as the real world is strange and wonderful.”

~~ Robert A. Heinlein ~~

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As for the future,
your task is not to foresee it,
but to enable it.”

~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery, “Wisdom of the Sands” ~~

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Once again, the best I can say is, it’s done, & there you have it. I’m getting a little better at this new process, I think, so, perhaps it will operate more consistently. But, if not, well, reality is thus verified yet again as being deliciously ambiguous. I’ll be back; take that how you will, as threat or promise. Until then, be well & happy as you may be. Oh, and, stay strange….

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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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Time, in a small bottle….

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FFolkes,

“People wish to be settled:
only as far as they are unsettled
is there any hope for them.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Circles” ~~

Day 5 023

The Shelbourne Public House, Cork, Ireland….

The past few days, since acquiring Bob (my new computer), have been a blur of ‘flow’, while I navigate the learning curve for a new O/S, and go about rebuilding my pile of resources for writing this blog (pictures, quote databases, templates, ad nauseam….). While mostly fun, it has its drawbacks, some of which are connected to the re-establishment of the necessary routines to manage time, and to my need for exercise (away from this chair); I’m not going back to my former degree of ill-health. For the preponderance of time, however, the challenges and distractive nature of intellectual endeavor have provided me with what my Irish friends/ancestors might call ‘grand craic’, or, in American slang, a helluva a good time….

So far, my only disappointment has been the time NOT spent writing down my own thoughts & feelings; I’ve begun two discussions, but, both have been handicapped by the time needed simply to figure out how this damn computer works with the new O/S. I guess complaining about it won’t get them done, so, rather than go any further down that road, I’ll just say this: it’s in the works, but, without deadline. For now, I am content to cobble together these Pearls minus the bonus of my own blather. And, please, no raspberries from the cheap seats; this isn’t an excuse, because there’s no mandate; it’s just a filler, so the intro doesn’t appear too anemic.

Now I’ve pulled my own covers, let’s just go on to what we’ve got today, without any attempts to justify, or excuse the content, or lack thereof. In short….

Shall we Pearl?

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

As y’all have probably noticed by now, my musical tastes run to older stuff, whether ’tis rock & roll, jazz, popular, or classical in genre. While perusing choices on You Tube (my go-to source for any human activity), I found this excellent compilation of the works of Wolfie Mozart, beginning with one of his finest piano pieces. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do…. Abondanza!…..

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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

Signposts on the Path….

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“I know but one freedom, and that is the freedom of the mind.”

~~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~~

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“Common sense is instinct, and enough of it is genius.”

~~ Josh Billings ~~

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“Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast,
for better by far is gentle courtesy.”

~~ Homer ~~

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“Every man is a divinity in disguise,
a god playing the fool.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“If one does not know to which port one is sailing,
no wind is favorable.”

~~ Seneca (the Younger) ~~

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“You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips.”

~~ Oliver Goldsmith ~~

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“I’m sitting on my SPEED QUEEN..
To me, it’s ENJOYABLE..
I’m WARM..
I’m VIBRATORY..”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

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I suppose it’s not Ibsen, but, it’s art, anyway, such as it is. Ah, well, we do what we can do, & as I’ve said, any number of times, all you can do is all you can do. Having done so, I’ll quit bothering y’all with any further displays of personal angst, & take my leave. In fair warning, I’ll be back, with more of what I cannot describe. Perhaps, one day…. but, then, perhaps not, as well. On that ambiguous note, I leave you with our common wish, to be well, be happy, and, well, you 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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Up the creek, paddling madly….

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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….


					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,



“Look to the essence of a thing,


whether it be a point of doctrine, of practice,or of interpretation.”



~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus (121-180 AD) — Meditations, viii, 22 ~~


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Typical foggy/hazy day in SF….


Hajime…. For two days now, I’ve been engaged in pursuing my lifelong quest for truth; unfortunately, my search often leads me to places where, not only have I previously been there, but, left for good reason, even if those places were deep in my own soul. In truth, it is becoming increasingly clear that the truth resides there, as it does for each of us, though our culture and its demands upon us tends to attempt to deny this simple truth. We all have a tendency to play fast and loose with our connection to what is real, believing, deep in our innermost ego, we can alter Reality itself by the power of our imagination.


 

Reality, of course, is not so inclined, which leaves us living, much of the time, in a state of conflict with the world around us, and, as a reflection of this tension, in conflict with ourselves. As might be surmised, this often leaves us in a confused state of mind, which is not the most efficacious method for dealing with what is real. In my own case, this has led me to a point in life where the motivation to continue to struggle becomes difficult to find, much less employ to any advantage. In short, I just can’t find it in me to give much of a crap about what is happening in the world; there just doesn’t seem to be any good reason to do so. As you might imagine, this is not a particularly comfortable, or comforting, state of mind in which to dwell….


 

Over the past two days, since falling into the well of depression, I’ve managed to cobble together the elements of a Pearl for today; if I can continue a bit longer, I’ll even manage to post it. I’ve done this, not for any logical or identifiable reason, but, simply because, for my own sanity, it’s what I do. This is how I organize & codify my thoughts, and carry out the process of evaluating my thoughts in the light of reality; the process helps me to stay in a relatively stable frame of mind. Without it, I get even more depressed; expression of what we feel is critical for us humans. We get blocked up, mentally, when we try to shut ourselves off from such expression. So, I write, not to share, but, to vent….


 

Now I’ve shared my inner conflict, to little advantage, I’m sure, I’m going to go post this, knowing full well it won’t mean anything much to anyone but me. I can’t seem to get on with any other business until I do, so, that’s what I’m gonna do. So be it. There will be no tricks, no ups, & no extras today; all there is are these pearls, and my own sense of angst, set free….. Let’s quit fooling around, then, shall we, & get on with it….


 

Shall we Pearl?


 



“What embitters the world is not excess of criticism,but an absence of self-criticism.”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, Sidelights on New London and Newer New York ~~


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Yep. The original Hot Tuna…. Enjoy! In case you’d forgotten, or never knew, these guys can PLAY!…..



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Banishing demons….


Endless nights lead inexorably into endless days

while the battle for peace rages.

Lost arts find new meaning used in new ways;

to burn, yearn, and turn all the new pages.


Darkness falls heavily on bowed shoulders, contrite;

fireworks travel fast in nervous tissue.

The pace is kept, clean, but, never erudite;

such a pale tale of ancient issue.


Peering in terror down long, long halls of night

brings only confusion, destitute in sorrow.

Cannot time become our enemy, eager to fight

on the side which may never see tomorrow?


The longing gaze of passion, for reason to live,

must fall ever more faithfully into sedition,

else the clinging visions we claim to give,

shall not prevent reaching inevitable perdition.


Rising up, clarity of purpose shines the light of day

upon such a desolate landscape of absent release.

There is no escape, no furthering of the way.

Time never knows how to grant peace.


~~ gigoid ~~


11/23/2015


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Naked Pearls


Notes on Life at Large….


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“To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.”


~~ Emily Dickinson ~~


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“It is important to do what you don’t know how to do.

It is important to see your skills

as keeping you from learning what is deepest and most mysterious.

If you know how to focus, unfocus.

If your tendency is to make sense out of chaos, start chaos.”


~~ Carlos Casteneda ~~


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“If you want to build a ship,

don’t drum up people together to collect wood

and don’t assign them tasks and work,

but rather teach them

to long for the endless immensity of the sea.”


~~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~~


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“There’s no reality except the one contained within us.

That’s why so many people live an unreal life.

They take images outside them for reality

and never allow the world within them to assert itself.”


~~ Hermann Hesse ~~


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“Do not the spirits who dwell in the ether envy man his pain?”


~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~


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“One does what one is;

one becomes what one does.”


~~ Robert Musil, c. 1930 ~~


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Let us endeavour to live that when we come to die

even the undertaker will be sorry.”


~~ Mark Twain, from Pudd’nhead Wilson’s Calendar (1894)~~


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There you have it, such as it is. I’ve got nothing else to say, so, I won’t say it. I’ll see y’all in a day, or maybe two. Be well, be safe, & be real. That’s all you can really do, ultimately, & that is something we all have to live with. Ta, then, luvs….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


“The gods conceal from men the happiness of death,

that they may endure life.”


~~ Lucan~~


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Lost in the dream….


Hajime…. Today’s Pearl ended up with more material than expected; I found an old mini-rant/discussion I wrote, then put away for later use, back in 2014, which I have included below the music; sort of a bonus for my own benefit, you see. It’s not bad, for what it is, and it certainly helps me to realize how far I’ve traveled, if only in my own mind’s fertile fields…. There is also a poem from a while back, and some rather nice pearls for the old-school section. And, since I’m improvising today’s post, music to match the tone….


Finding myself with so much material, as it turns out, is fortuitous on more than one level, for my total working time yesterday took a serious hit in the morning. I’d taken care of my granddaughter the day before, without realizing how fatigued I would become; at about 0900, after posting & answering a couple comments, I went back to bed, where I slept like a rock for five straight hours…. This, of course, left my mind in a suppressed state for a while, thus putting me further behind my intended schedule…. That’s why I say ‘fortuitous’, for it saved me a lot of time this morning, which worked out well for getting this done in a timely fashion…. which it did. Get done, that is….


To keep from going completely overboard with the amount of material, I’ll say no more here, but, shall, instead, bring this intro to a rapid conclusion, if I can remember how….. Oh, right. No worries, ffolkes; I even put this little method aside to use this morning, and it works quite well, if you don’t blink….


Shall we Pearl?


“I speak truth, not so much as I would, but as much as I dare;

and I dare a little the more as I grow older.


~~ Michael de Montaigne — Essays, Book iii, Chap ii, Of Repentance ~~


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Phish


Today, I feel like some modern rock, with a deep connection to old rock…. Yes, I know, it’s a bit of a complex urge, but, I know just the right band to fill the bill. Here is one of my favorite modern concerts, which begins, and goes on, with a blend of improvisation & discipline I find encouraging, if not downright hopeful. I hope you enjoy excellent musicianship, because this is an excellent display of just that…. Enjoy!….


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Live Phish






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About Hopi Indian Symbols


Written 4/12/2014:


{Chaos + Entropy } – {Compassion + Love} = 42


SIGH…. there are times, such as this, when I wonder what life might be like without Murphy’s unkind attentions, and though it might affect the balance of the universe somehow if he weren’t around to see to his chosen task , (that of filling my quota, plus bonuses, of stupid, annoying crap, with which to deal at the most inconvenient times), I’d be more than willing to try it out, just to see if I could deal with THAT any better than I do with him dogging me…. In fact, I’d give serious money to have an opportunity to try….


Sadly for me, and for all of us, I suppose, money won’t buy freedom from Reality, or from the elements of Chaos, and Entropy, that are as much a part of life as are Order, and Beauty…. There are people who believe that money CAN buy happiness, but they are deluded, existing in a way that prevents them from ever really connecting with the universe deeply, or experiencing the finer parts of life, those that come only when one is open to compassion, and to love.


Moreover, these poor, sad fools are completely ignorant of missing out on anything, believing themselves to be rich as Croesus…. which, in fact, they may be…. This, however does not prevent them from being, in truth, sadly misdirected, delusionally convinced of their own rightness, in spite of all evidence otherwise, and, ultimately, pathetically overburdened with more THINGS than they can ever use, or even appreciate.


And, when they die, none of what they’ve spent their lives pursuing can go with them, wherever they may go…. There’s no conclusive evidence indicating any particular destination to which we go when we pass on, at least, none we can perceive, or comprehend in our current state of being….


Nobody, in all of our checkered, but pretty well documented history, has ever come up with any real, solid evidence for ANY of the theories on the matter, one way or another, but, I know for a FACT, it is for sure, and for certain, wherever our consciousness may go, it won’t be carrying bus fare, or any credit cards…. and nobody, I think, will care at all how much crap they had while they were here….


Who knows where THIS came from…. not me. I found the first part in an old Pearl intro, and the rest just spewed out…. so be it….


gigoid, the dubious has spoken….


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Historical Perspective


When all has been said, and all been done,

there really isn’t much to say;

we all come to the same place in the sun,

where darkness overtakes us on our way.


The road seems long as we trundle along,

our perception of time allows us this boon.

In truth, our time here is a short, sweet song,

ending far, far too soon.


There never seems to be all the time

we would wish to have for our own.

Right at the point we find reason in our rhyme:

“It’s for you; your friend Death’s on the phone.”


Yet we all keep moving along our chosen pathway

burning each moment in imagination’s hot fire.

Future and past are held well at bay

lest we are distracted from our desire.


‘Tis no wonder history is rife with pain, and fear;

we sang sweet songs, but the key was wrong.

The only real surprise, it seems crystal clear,

is why the darkness has taken so long.


Just an observation….


~~ gigoid ~~


10/13/2015.


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Naked Pearls


Life + Death = Life at Large….


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“When I was born, death kissed me. I kissed it back.”


~~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~~


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“To know much is often the cause of doubting more.”


~~ Montaigne ~~


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“Are all your stars shining?”


~~ JD Salinger ~~


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“At ebb tide I wrote a line upon the sand,

and gave it all my heart and all my soul.

At flood tide I returned to read what I had inscribed

and found my ignorance upon the shore.”


~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~


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


~~ George Santayana ~~


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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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“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered.

But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula,

the big answers don’t remain stone-written.

We adjust to new conditions and discoveries.

We are pliable.

Love need not be a command or faith a dictum.

I am my own God.

We are here to unlearn the teachings

of the church, state, and our educational system.

We are here to drink beer.

We are here to kill war.

We are here to laugh at the odds

and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”


~~ Charles Bukowski ~~


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Well, there you have it. One complete Pearl of Virtual Wisdom, in all its broken glory. I have yet to look back at it, as a whole, but, it doesn’t matter, as I’m gonna post it, no matter how it turned out. That’s what I call trusting the process, which, thus far, has served me well. In celebration of that, I shall take my leave, with the gentlest of touches…. How’s this for quick, and easy? 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


dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


“Let us treat men and women well;

Treat them as if they were real;

Perhaps they are.”


~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~


nap


Creativity is tiring….


Hajime…. Having had a great time yesterday with my two-year-old granddaughter, I awake today, very late, and, not at all stressed about being so. I decided to just mosey for a while, putting together all the elements for today’s post, without the usual attendant self-induced stress over the deadline, which exists only in my own head, anyway. This may not have contributed to the quality of this one, but, it sure made me easier in my own mind about when it got done. Which it is. Done, that is….


Since that is the case, I’m going to ruthlessly end this intro, right here, right now, to avoid any further delay, or possible build-up of unwanted angst as a result. How’s this for ruthless efficiency?…..


Shall we Pearl?


“As a man can drink water from any side of a full tank,

so the skilled theologian can wrest from any scripture

that which will serve his purpose.”


~~ Bhagavad Gita ~~


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I’m late, & in a hurry; guess what that means? Yep…. Today’s selection is the collection of choices made by You Tube, itself…. Try to enjoy it, anyway….


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Comedy_Tragedy


When life calls, ready or not….


Memories are all we have sometimes

to keep our sanity intact,

with learned phrases and subtle rhymes

lessening life’s vicious, vibrant impact.


Presently all seems composed and intent

in stark contrast to hollow day,

forlorn patchwork emotions of unheralded bent,

fill up night’s bower, leaving hell to pay.


Such vigorous and elevated temper

brings us rare moments to ponder,

filled with lessons all need to remember

lest base perception lose valued wonder.


Laugh loud when entropy sticks fast

leaving shameless anger in its wake.

Let bygones pass quietly into the past

reaping only what is left to take.


Final words of wise imagination

tell us living well’s the best revenge, it appears

ever eluding choirs and congregations

finally finding home, never buried in tears.


~~ gigoid ~~


9/10/2012


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Naked Pearls


Graphing the curve….


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“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret;

it is only with the heart that one can see rightly,

what is essential is invisible to the eye.”


~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~~


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“Forget the past and live the present hour.”


~~ Sarah Knowles Bolton ~~


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“With two hearts do people live;

a small one of deep softness, the other of steel.

And kindness is too often a shield, generosity too often a sword.”


~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~


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“The wise person questions the wisdom of others

because they question their own;

the foolish one, because it is different from their own.”


~~ Leo Stein ~~


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“What is done with joy is always better done.”


~~ H. L. Mencken ~~


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“I always have fun because I’m out of my mind!!!”


~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~


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“Don’t ask me where I’m going,

Just listen when I’m gone

And far away you’ll hear me singing softly to the dawn”


~~ Pippin ~~


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There; that ought to do for now. Having displayed a completely unlikely efficiency in the intro, it behooves me to continue the policy here at the end. Plus, it balances it all quite nicely, for what it is, or, for what it could be. To do so means I have to be a little rude, but, hey, nothing new, right? Okay, now we’ve settled that, I’m outta here. I’ll try again, ffolkes, in the relatively near future. That’s both a promise, and a threat, in case you weren’t sure. For now, let it be, and, don’t ask. Then I won’t have to tell…. 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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Ffolkes,


“One cannot live without inconsistency.”


~~ C. G. Jung ~~


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Full moon rising…. 2014


Hajime…. My first remarks today are an apology, of sorts, to those of my Gentle Readers whose blogs I have seemingly boycotted in recent days. Generally, if I can sit for any appreciable length of time after posting the Daily Pearl, I will go to those sites, & leave comments, most of which have sublimated my ranting urges, enough to keep me from having to expunge that urge here. But, lately, I have been both unable to sit for long, and, unable to face commenting on issues in which I see so little reward for trying to join a dialogue. Perhaps it is because of the general sense of futility so prevalent in today’s world, where no good deed goes unpunished; perhaps it is just my own sense of the world’s state, which, needless to say, is NOT particularly hopeful of any reasonable resolution… Either way, I haven’t been commenting, & wish to relate my apology for that failure….


As for today, I have completed putting together today’s offering, but, cannot promise to pursue any surfing, or commenting later; I’m fighting a cold, (my own fault, as it always is, for waiting too long to begin the battle…. ), and spent yesterday on public transportation, (via ferry, train, & bus….) to travel to SF & back, to take care of some important business. Mission accomplished, but, given my only partially healthy state, put me well over my limits, enough to make today a slow recovery day. So be it. I can’t change the past (a lesson now well-learned….), so, I’ll just do what I can today to meet as many duties as I can, & not fret the rest.


To assist myself in that task, we’ll cut this short, (well, as short as it can be, having already meandered through a couple hundred words of blather….), & get on with the rest of today’s mess. I’ll even go so far as to do so without undue fuss, or any unreasonable delay. I do that, of course, like this….


Shall we Pearl?


“When the fox gnaws — smile.”


~~ Lazarus Long in Robert A. Heinlein’s Time Enough For Love ~~


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Image from lastfm.com via Google Images


Today, I feel like some erudite modern rock, which this band does as well as anyone…. Enjoy!….


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Joe Friday’s lament


Life is short, and though I’m odd, they say

it really doesn’t bother me

to realize there is no God, per se.


Though other folks will disagree

and tell me I’m wrong

I won’t believe it, with naught to see.


Liars called padre tell me, have humility,

and do as the authorities say,

then fondle little boys with facility.


They also tell me to share the wealth

and give them a 10% tithe

so they don’t have get it by stealth.


So spare me the delusions, please

don’t bother with such a tale;

I’m nobody that needs such a tease.


Keep your fantasies under your hat

and out of my face;

I don’t need them, they’ll make me fat….. headed.


~~ gigoid ~~


2/8/2013


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Naked Pearls


Further notes on process & program….


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“Beauty is truth, truth beauty, –that is all

Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”


~~ John Keats — “Ode on a Grecian Urn” ~~


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“Fear is sharp-sighted,

and can see things under ground,

and much more in the skies.”


~~~ Miguel de Cervantes — Don Quixote, Part i, Book iii, Chap. vi ~~


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“We must laugh at man to avoid crying for him.”


~~ Napoleon Bonaparte ~~


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“The mastery of nature is vainly believed to be an adequate substitute for self-mastery.”


~~ Reinhold Niebuhr ~~


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“How could the drops of water know themselves to be a river?

Yet the river flows on.”


~~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~~


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A man said to the Universe: “Sir, I exist!”


“However,” replied the Universe, “the fact has not created in me a sense of obligation.”


~~ Stephen Crane, “War is Kind”, 1899 ~~


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“The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind.”


~~ Bob Dylan ~~


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Today’s Pearl has been thrown together with some dispatch, though it may seem relatively smooth from the outside. It does have the one primary characteristic for which we continually aim, to wit: it’s done. To complement the relative efficiency shown in the intro, I’ll use the same technique to bring it to a rapid close. How rapid? Well, how’s this? See ya, ffolkes; I’ll be back, relatively soon, I’m sure. Until then, be strange; I find it to be a compellingly satisfying way to keep people on their toes….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”


~~ Marcus Tullius Cicero ~~


Leelu at leisure


Leelu at leisure….


Hajime…. I am in a position where it is becoming difficult to remain confident of ultimate success; since the article of contemplation under consideration is my life, this translates to some slight degree of danger, in that preserving life requires, at minimum, a confident interest in expending the effort to do so. Maintaining that attitude of interest can, I may now attest, become questionable, or, perhaps, questioned as to whether the effort is worth the result. In short, and, more clearly, there develops a decision to be made, as to whether maintaining the effort to live is worth the result….


I guess that’s a long winded way to say I’m tired of making the effort, only to encounter more, and yet more, obstacles or conditions which make that life less than pleasurable. I’ve just spent two days, and more, trying to assuage my body’s symptoms, only to arise today & find them unchanged to any appreciable degree. I’m still susceptible to extreme fatigue, lethargy, & pain, with the added fillip of occasional loss of blood to provide extra interest to an already too-interesting process. It’s disconcerting to spend a night sleeping hard, only to awaken tired, and still ‘out of balance.’ More than just a little disheartening, to be sure….


Ah, well, such is life for those of us who have lived fully, I suppose; there’s a price to be paid for continually going past the limits observed by those who cruise through life avoiding risks, in order to avoid injury, or emotional hurt, or other activities less than comfortable. Life lets us know very early there is a price for going beyond the normal; some of us are willing to pay it more readily than others, and who is to say who has the better way? Not me, though I have to say, I’d rather be scared and in pain, than bored, any day…..


There…. not too bad. I’ve related how unsettled I am, without going into tedious or graphic details sure to offend someone’s sensibilities. Perhaps it will suffice to explain how choppy the following Pearl turned out (well, it seems so to me, but, that’s probably because I’m seeing it from the inside…); then again, when have Pearls ever been easily explained? Never, I’d say. So, rather than belabor a non-point, I’ll just get on with it, before it gets any more maudlin, or incomprehensible altogether. I had hoped to finish the new poem, but, those pesky symptoms have kept me from any such comforting completion of a task, so, we’ll have to make do with what I’ve got so far, & be content with that. Or, not, as you wish….


As for me, I’m getting it done, as quickly as possible, so as to, once again, go deal with the aforementioned symptoms, which shall remain obscure, to save everyone’s breakfast. Rather than explore that notion, we’ll resort to one of our emergency techniques for getting us down the page…. It’s one you know well, as I’ve used it many times… it works like this….


Shall we Pearl?


“Good people are good because they’ve come to wisdom through failure.

We get very little wisdom from success, you know.”


~~ William Saroyan ~~


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Picture from http://blog.agaxtur.com.br via Google Images


A few days ago, in a re-blogged Pearl, I made mention of Cajuns, whereupon a friend asked me, “What about that lovely Cajun music?” She’s right, so, here is a mix of some pretty damn good Zydeco, as their music is so aptly named…. Enjoy, but, only if you really like to party….


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Since I am battling my body, here is a poem I wrote a while back, while battling other internal demons. Different causes, but, similar battles, and the poem gives the correct flavor for today’s experience…. So be it….


Banishing demons….


Endless nights lead inexorably into endless days

while the battle for peace rages.

Lost arts find new meaning used in new ways;

to burn, yearn, and turn all the new pages.


Darkness falls heavily on bowed shoulders, contrite;

fireworks travel fast in nervous tissue.

The pace is kept, clean, but, never erudite;

such a pale tale of ancient issue.


Peering in terror down long, long halls of night

brings only confusion, destitute in sorrow.

Cannot time become our enemy, eager to fight

on the side which may never see tomorrow?


The longing gaze of passion, for reason to live,

must fall ever more faithfully into sedition,

else the clinging visions we claim to give,

shall not prevent reaching inevitable perdition.


Rising up, clarity of purpose shines the light of day

upon such a desolate landscape of absent release.

There is no escape, no furthering of the way.

Time never knows how to grant peace.


~~ gigoid ~~


11/23/2015


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Naked Pearls


To be, or….


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“A lizard ran out on a rock and looked up,

listening no doubt to the sounding of the spheres.

And what a dandy fellow! the right toss of a chin for you

and swirl of a tail!

If men were as much men as lizards are lizards

they’d be worth looking at.”


~~ D. H. Lawrence (1928) ~~


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


~~ Frank Herbert ~~


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“If you want to build a ship,

don’t drum up people together to collect wood

and don’t assign them tasks and work,

but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.”


~~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~~


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“How do the geese know when to fly to the sun?

Who tells them the seasons?

How do we, humans, know when it is time to move on?

As with the migrant birds, so surely with us,

there is a voice within, if only we would listen to it,

that tells us so certainly when to go forth into the unknown.”


~~ Elisabeth Kubler-Ross ~~


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“If you are distressed by anything external,

the pain is not due to the thing itself,

but to your own estimate of it;

and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.”


~~ Marcus Aurelius ~~


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“The important thing is not to stop questioning.

Curiosity has its own reason for existing.

One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates

the mysteries of eternity,

of life, of the marvelous structure of reality.

It is enough if one tries merely

to comprehend a little of this mystery every day.

Never lose a holy curiosity.”


~~ Albert Einstein ~~


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“All is flux, nothing stays still.”


~~ Heraclitus (540?-480? B.C.) ~~


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Having already sat longer than is wise, I’ll truncate this closing without mercy. That looks like this. See ya, ffolkes. Can’t say exactly when, for I’ve sat too much today already. I’ll be back when I can…..


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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“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


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À bientôt, mon cherí….