All quiet on the western omelet….


I am never sure how one of these Pearls will turn out, due to several factors, the most telling of which is my refusal to plan them out from one day to the next; I’ve always insisted on using either fresh material, or material I created previously, from the archives here on WP, or my own backup copies here on Arthur’s hard drive (my computer’s name is Arthur, after the Dudley Moore character….Yes, it was whimsical….). Today’s Pearl may be the most different yet, as it will have been constructed under the most trying of conditions possible for me to imagine…

Yep, my coffee machine broke today…. This, of course, could have been a major disaster, which is, I’m sure, exactly what Murphy planned when he sabotaged the heating element…. (He tried to hide the fact of his chicanery… when I came out, and pushed the button to start the coffee maker, the light went on, just as if it were going to work…. but, three minutes later, no hot water, and an obviously dead machine….). However, having slept well, again, thanks to my new regime of night time medications that work like a charm, I didn’t panic at all…. I merely reached down, grabbed a sauce pan, heated water, and poured it through myself, then made a note to go by a store for a new machine later today….

It’s amazing how clear one’s head is when one actually sleeps during the night…. It has been so long since I had any consistent sleep, I’ve forgotten how it feels in the morning, which, to put it most simply, is wonderful…. clear-headed, and without unending waves of pain crashing through my awareness, demanding attention as soon as I am up, to begin the daily fight with gravity to remain upright…. What a bonus! There is pain, yes, but it is manageable, and responds well to the morning routine I’ve evolved…..

It is no doubt a mite confusing for y’all here today…. Y’all are probably as unused to my NOT complaining about my pain, or Murphy, or whatever issue has arisen upon my ascendancy from bed ( I’ll bet y’all are especially weary of hearing about my fears of the blank screen….), as I am unused to NOT having anything about which to whine…. It’s actually quite nice…. even fun…. Who the hell am I kidding? I’m boring myself to tears with all this nicey, nicey crap!….

Fuck it, I’m outta here, before I turn into a Pollyanna, and start writing love poems….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Great acts are made up of small deeds.” — Lao Tzu

I’ve got rants in me today; I could easily turn all this goodwill I’m experiencing today into angst. All I’d need to do is go look through some headlines, & voilá! Instant outrage…. But, my precursor mood isn’t quite right to get me there, at least not yet today (It IS only 0430….)…. So, I’m going with the newest format, combined with some random pearls, chosen to replace any long-winded comments from me, for a new effect…. We’ll see how it works, and possibly include it again in future Pearls…. for now, enjoy the craziness that is our society at large, in action….

First, two statements that are the perfect opening pearls for this set of headlines….

“God is an invention of Man. So the nature of God is only a shallow mystery. The deep mystery is the nature of Man.” — Nanrei Kobori, — late Abbot of the Temple of the Shining Dragon, Kyoto, Japan

“Is being an idiot like being high all the time?” — Janeanne Garofolo

“With tooth and nail.” — Du Bartas (1544-1590) — Divine Weekes and Workes, Second Day

Is there any worse temper displayed, (other than the fabled “woman scorned”, of course….) than that of one whose sense of entitlement has been usurped? If so, I’d like to know what it is, as it may be the absolute champion of all such egregiously stupid, and selfish attitudes that anyone can assume…. Yet, here we have, in this country, literally, MILLIONS of idiot assholes, such as the ones in this story, who harassed the officer who upheld the law at the expense of their peer, the speeding asshole…. Yes, there are millions of other, even stupider assholes manning the wheels of innumerable police cars in our cities, counties, and towns, driving around with their attitudes on full display…. When was the last time you observed an officer of the law making a legal turn signal?…. Yep…. I can’t remember, either….

“Accumulate mannequins now; spare parts will be in short supply on D-Day.” — Safety Tips for the Post-Nuclear Existence

This article is here just so I can say I included something about the SCM’s, whom I believe to be the MOST responsible parties when it comes to assigning blame for the condition of our planet…. This story shows just how little the common man has to say in just about anything in society….. Here we have two more faceless corporate entities joining forces, with the end result one of increasing the degree of control each of them has over US…. the Internet is the McGuffin in this picture; it’s what they WANT us to focus on…. Yes, they want to control the Internet, but that is merely because it is a tool that helps US to learn more about what they’re up to…. thus, stealing control of it ensures they maintain the death-grip they have on our slave collars….

Need more evidence? Here:

“Another doctor reports that in a recent issue of the *American Journal of Family Practice* fleas were called “hematophagous arthropod vectors.” — Smart Bee

“…it doesn’t matter how beautiful your theory is, it doesn’t matter how smart you are — if it doesn’t agree with experiment, it’s wrong.” — Richard P. Feynman

“Fracking releases more methane than previously thought”…… Oh? Really? No kidding? Well, there’s a surprise, eh? Another fucking asinine method for ripping resources from the planet’s crust, using previously untested technology, and it’s causing more damage than we realized? Now, who would have guessed that?

If you haven’t realized yet that these are angry, rhetorical questions, then, you may as well go read somewhere else, because you’re just not getting it, or not paying attention, ffolkes…. The assholes who run the world don’t CARE if they fuck up the planet…. They believe they’re immune to the results of what they do…. dying is for the little people, don’t y’know?….. Bah! This one makes me so angry, I can barely speak, and certainly can’t write very well, so I’ll just call them assholes one more time, and let it go at that…. Fucking assholes….

“Where are we going? And why am I in this damn handbasket?” — Smart Bee, at gigoid’s instigation….

“I’m all in favor of the democratic principle that one idiot is as good as one genius, but I draw the line when someone takes the next step and concludes that two idiots are better than one genius.” — Leo Szilard

I’d never in my life have ever thought I’d agree on ANYTHING with this guy, but, well, there you go…. The reasoning behind our opinions here are, very likely, completely at odds, but, we seem to have reached the same conclusion, to wit: Eric Snowden is NOT a traitor, but, rather, a hero, and should  be brought home in honor, not restraints…. In this particular instance, I don’t really CARE that I’m apparently getting into bed with one of the country’s most insane talking heads, a professional politician who turned his vocation into his legacy, making his son a hereditary politician, as well as a professional one. He got this one right, and he’s the first one to come out in public with this, in the face of the administration, so, in this at least, he has my support….

Yuck…. They were right when they said that politics makes for strange bedfellows…. And, now, I feel a little ill….

One of my email services sent this poem to me a few days ago, so I saved it for just an occasion such as this, when my spirit is in need of something along a classical line….. and, please, no relevance to current events, either….. I just want to get away for a moment or two…. This is a good one for that….. Enjoy!

A Crazed Girl

THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,

Her soul in division from itself
Climbing, falling She knew not where,
Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,
Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare
A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing
Heroically lost, heroically found.

No matter what disaster occurred
She stood in desperate music wound,
Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph
Where the bales and the baskets lay
No common intelligible sound
But sang, ‘O sea-starved, hungry sea.’

~~ William Butler Yeats ~~


I was going to include an old-school pearl here, but, found this old politirant, from almost exactly a year ago, and thought it would make a good piece to demonstrate some of why it makes me ill to have to agree with Ron Paul, as noted above…. This will explain that delicacy quite well, I should think, and if not, well, you can always read it twice….

From 10/17/13:

First, a word from the Founding Fathers….

“I place economy among the first and most important virtues, and public debt as the greatest of dangers. To preserve our independence, we must not let our rulers load us with perpetual debt.” — Thomas Jefferson

Now, a bit of insanity, on the identical subject, from a more modern source….

“By all accounts, though, an end seems near for the impasse that has once again exposed a government so divided that it sometimes borders on dysfunction. Though the House failed to muster sufficient support for a conservatives-only bill in the GOP-majority chamber on Tuesday, enough Republicans there seem likely to join House Democrats to approve a bipartisan version if it can be approved by the Senate and sent to them. ”

I was reading the news last night, online, and the latest reports from the capitol say that a deal will get done prior to today’s deadline…. as it always does…. The difference in the deals that get done and those that don’t get done are relatively insignificant, in terms of real life; they only make a difference to those involved in whatever struggle is current. Nobody really understands any of it anyway… not the politicians who spout all the platitudes and figures, not the experts who supply the detailed analysis of those figures, and certainly not the public, who don’t even WANT to understand the complexities…. which is something the pundits know well, and, in fact, depend on to assist them in their endeavors…

“Morality is a private and costly luxury.” — Smart Bee

Sadly, this statement, though found without attribution, was made by an observer who knows human nature well, one who has obviously observed our history closely, drawing from those observations the only possible conclusion…. Society, as exemplified by its leaders, in both the secular and clerical arenas, loudly and boldly tout the twin concepts of morality and ethics, laying claim to them as if they were a coat left lying about. The noise they make in making these claims is generally quite noisome, to my ears, but, serves to cover their asses when later accused of impropriety; they can point to their strident statements as being proof of sincerity, though, logically, sincerity and morality have no real connection.

However, sad as the statement is, it is accurate, and never more so when looking at the budget crisis that we are witnessing today. The assholes who inhabit Congress, especially the conservatives in the House of Representatives, ( an oxymoron, if I’ve ever heard one…. ), DO NOT represent the people who elected them, not even close…. They lie to them, they steal from them, they follow their own agendas, but, they DON’T represent them…

How can they? They are not even in the same economic class as most of them, and never have been…. and, please, DON’T try to tell me you don’t think we have economic classes in this society…. Sorry, ffolkes, but American society is NOT classless, and never has been…. It has ALWAYS been separated into classes, based primarily on economic factors, with those who have more money having more influence and, more importantly, more rights, than those with less money…. The most cursory examination of history, of the world, and of this country, will show this as a fact of little possibility of dispute.

The average US income (which doesn’t give a completely accurate picture, but is useful to make the point….) is somewhere in the tens of thousands of dollars ($10, 001 to $99,999, somewhere between the two….). This translates into a basic demographic breakdown of being a very few people making more than they need to survive, as contrasted by a very large number of people who are struggling to even eat on a daily basis…. This accounts for 99% of the population, and about 1% of the actual money available to that 99%….

On the other side of that coin, we have a few thousand people, the remaining 1%, who have 99% of the money, all making more than a million dollars a year, on average…. Of this small percentage, we find that ALL of the Senators, about half of the House members, and the President, of course, are all part of that 1% of the population, a part that has never had to worry about where their next meal came from…. I wish that this were not true, but, these are facts, with the supporting evidence available to anyone with a library card, so they can go there to look up the numbers….

Of course, the fact that they are “more successful” in economic terms is only proof, in their minds, of their inherent right to make the decisions for everyone else in the country, even though they have no real grasp of the needs of those people. The fact of their disconnection from reality cannot penetrate their sense of entitlement, and they fully BELIEVE in their own mandate…. “Somehow, it never hurts to step back occasionally and ask yourself “Am I contributing to the solution of the problem or aiding in making a bigger problem?”…. this is a process, and a question, that never occurs to them…

This is why I call them delusional, and can honestly claim that I believe them to be clinically insane; a person so disconnected to what is real cannot be considered sane…. except, perhaps, in an insane society. Making assumptions about having the right to decide about the wants and needs of others is a sure sign that one has an unreasonable belief in their own importance to the universe, an assumption that can only be termed as a delusion. This kind of behavior is one society cannot afford to allow, because, if nothing else, these types of delusions are dangerous to the rest of us.  Allowing these “crazies”, for wont of a more accurate term, to act out their fantasies in the real world tends to lead to trouble for more than just themselves…..

“Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath; and so was he. But we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock.” — William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV — Act v, Sc. 4

I’m down, and out of breath, from shouting into the wind, at the mountain… A futile task, at best, I know, but, what else can one do at 5 AM? Mountain moving is my specialty, after all…. The truth of the matter is, after two hours by Shrewsbury clock, I’m tired of shouting at the mountain; it’s hard work, to little effect. I suppose it’s all I can do, and that is why I do it…. It’s cheaper, and, in the long run, less troublesome to my spirit and karma, than going out, buying a gun, and making a list of targets…. Less chance of getting shot back at, too…

There comes a time, however, when even I must admit to the futility of this particular task, and grow a bit discouraged…. I’m just not the kind of person who can give up completely, though, so, I’ll be back to rant on this subject another time…. “They” are always out there doing something on which I can comment. For the time being, I’ll leave you with this final lament…

“The world has taken on a thickness of vulgarity that raises a spiritual man’s contempt to the violence of a passion.” — Charles Baudelaire

Notes from 2014, almost precisely four months after being written: How is one ALMOST precise? Hmm…. well, that’s for another time…. for now, all I can say is…. I resemble that remark!…..

I find myself at loose ends…. It is now 0524, and I’ve been up, working on this Pearl for about an hour and a half, minus some time to deal with coffee production and consumption anomalies…. and, I’m done. I’ve done a new-style mini-headline-rant, included an archived rant, and found a great poem…. all that, and an intro, too!

But, it’s way too early…. If I stop now, there’s no telling what kind of mischief I can get into before the rest of the world in this longitude awakens…. Hell, it’s still pitch dark outside! Even in my reduced condition, I could go down the block, setting off car alarms, and be back inside in five minutes, none the worse for wear…. Then, everyone else would be up, and I could go back to bed, satisfied I had done my part to get the world started today…..

Instead, I’m going to take a break (necessary at this point…. No worries, I’ll leave the car alarms alone….), then come back and put together an old-school pearl, just to take up some time….. I’ll make it a good one, to soothe the hurt from having extra to read today….. Let’s go see what SB has been hiding from us, okay?….

“Indeed, man wishes to be happy even when he so lives as to make happiness impossible.” — St. Augustine

“I have never been so well pleased, as when I could shift power from my own, on the shoulders of others; nor have I ever been able to conceive how any rational being could propose happiness to himself from the exercise of power over others.” — Thomas Jefferson, letter to Monsieur Destutt de Tracy, January 26, 1811, — reprinted in The Writings of Thomas Jefferson, XIII, — ed. A. E. Bergh (1853)

— ‘Shit Happens’ according to…

Politician:  It’s shit, but it’ll get me elected.
If you elect me, there will never again be shit.
Shit is bad for the economy.

“Mistakes are at the very base of human thought, embedded there, feeding the structure like root nodules. If we were not provided with the knack for being wrong, we could never get anything useful done. We think our way along by choosing between right and wrong alternatives, and the wrong choices have to be made as often as the right ones. We get along in life this way.” — Lewis Thomas, The Medusa and the Snail

“As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.” — William H. Blake (1757-1827)

“They do not understand how that which differs with itself is in agreement: harmony consists of opposing tension, like that of the lyre and the bow.” — Heraclitus

“Impartiality is a pompous name for indifference, which is an elegant name for ignorance.” — G. K. Chesterton, The Speaker, 12/15/00

Well, once again, SB proves its merits…. I didn’t pay much attention as I gathered up these pearls, but, I think it came out pretty coherent, don’t you?…. Well, I guess it is if you have my own particular strange way of seeing patterns of thought in collected ideation…. or, whatever it is I’m doing when I go Pearling…. For that matter, who the fuck cares? It works for me, so, I just try to enjoy it, and don’t fret about how it works…..because I can’t always explain it, even to my own satisfaction….   🙂

Well…. the Pearls seem to be growing again…. I’ve broken 3000 words several times already this year, and this looks like another one that will go over that count, easily…. Not that I’m counting, or anything…. I just keep track of it as a way of judging how much crap is left in here to get rid of…. The more I can get onto the screen in the morning, the less I have to shovel out during the day, into the BBR, where it can cause real problems, if I’m not careful where I put it…. But, that’s the world’s lookout, not mine…. In the meantime, I think I’m done here, so….. see ya…..

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest  Carole, Mark, and Theresa…
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.




Save the more elegant platitudes for an emergency….


Having witnessed human history now for a reasonably long while, I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised to find a bit of perversity poking up its head into the realm of behavioral options, but, when it comes to my own personal life, I’d prefer to not see it gain any ascendancy over the more, shall we say, acceptable qualities we humans possess to display our motivation to the world…. With that said, it still remains for me to decide whether or not to include the thoughts, or rather, concepts, that the opening statement describes as part of today’s effort…

I know, that’s a bit obscure…. deliberately. If I include too much detail, then trying to keep it separate and non-inclusive becomes impossible, as what I’m wobbling about gets mixed up with the more usable material, so, I try to keep it from being too obvious…. which, today, seems to have driven it completely and thoroughly out of my mind… I can’t find it anywhere. That’s most likely a good thing, as I’m feeling a little strange today, even for me, and it’s probably best we don’t try to get terribly complicated, or complex, at least, not before I’ve actually absorbed some of this coffee into my system….

Perhaps I should take an early break, to allow some actual thought processes to get through their boot sequences, so they’re up and running when I come back….. But, where would the fun be in that? No chance for serendipity if you never take chances…. So, I’ll just keep typing, and hope something comes up that will make all this a worthwhile decision….

If not, well, it won’t be the first time we’ve started the day from a position of chaos, or tried to go for a dive before fully awake (not a good idea, usually; there are scary things down there hanging around the bottom of the www ocean, where some of the pearls grow…. some of the best, too, so, I have to stay alert and composed when I go diving there, lest I become just one more lesson for a new diver to learn….)

Since there doesn’t seem to be any way to find my path back to coherency, or anywhere near legitimate cognitive practices, as outlined in the manual, we’ll just use the ever-popular and oh-so-effective emergency ending #4, and get on with creating some joyful noise….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Let him that would move the world, first move himself.” — Socrates (B.C. 469-399)

I’m tired of ranting about stuff that won’t change, as well as writing such a massive amount of excellent prose to little purpose beyond my own catharsis…. My style of writing, apparently, is too involved for many ffolkes, as I’ve seen a rather significant drop-off in readership so far this year, over the two previous years….

So, rather than rant about stuff I can’t change, today we’ll go with the newest format style of pearling, with some headlines to articles that provide a bunch of evidence of how crazy the world has become, followed, in parentheses, by my comments (which, obviously, makes them “parenthetical” comments….     😉    Get it? No? Oh well….)….. which I will include, in spite of the bad omen indicated by such a bad joke, falling so flat, it’s only one-dimensional now….

(The amusement factor here, for me, is in the tone in which the article was written… The journalist wrote this as if it was some sort of big surprise to find a politician had been taking bribes…. What the hell did they expect from a politician? You put all that money in front of them, give them a key to the room where it’s kept, and then turn your back on them….. well, what else can a naturally born thief and con-man do? Why, he helps himself, of course, along with some bonuses for his “good buddies”…. What I don’t understand is WHY they are so surprised…. especially in New Orleans, which has a long history of corruption in all levels of government, from local police forces, all the way up to the governor’s chair…. Why should the mayor not join the parade?….)

(See that little piece in the title, that says 45B?…. That represents the forty-five BILLION dollars that Comcast will pay for Time-Warner…. I’m amazed only because it seems like such a paltry amount, compared to other deals I’ve seen of late…. This one, at a price that the human mind cannot fully grasp as a number, is rather a small one, but, it still just takes place out of the petty cash reserves for companies such as this…. Yeah, they’re “persons” alright…. I know LOTS of people who keep 45 billion in their pockets so they can buy up entire networks…..)

(Just another mundane weather article, showing, once more, the ongoing evidence of global warming….. But, because the results of the warming on a planetary scale produce effects that look like ‘cold’ weather, we’ll continue to hear the pure bullshit from the deniers, who will point out, with a big grin, “Why, how could we be warming, when the South is covered in ice?” or some other display of absolute ignorance of how the process actually works….

I really do despair for humanity, especially when I smell the clearly identifiable miasma of horse manure flying, when these ignorant assholes spout off, with their stupidity leading the way….

That, by the way, is of the compelling reasons why I DON’T carry a gun…..  I’d be too tempted to use it on people like that, when it is the corporate masters who are responsible for causing them to have to speak up in the first place…. I’d rather shoot me a few bankers, or a CEO or three, and actually improve the world, than shoot a bunch of idiots, who know no better than to believe all the assholes tell them….)

(This story is a hard one to reconcile into any sort of sensible picture, because any sort of intelligent response in these kinds of situations is mitigated by the sheer unpredictability of people in domestic crisis situations…. I guess what bothers me here is that, after reading the story, I don’t see ANY possible good outcomes, for anyone….

The police were caught in a situation where they had no really good options, and in the end, made some poor decisions…. At the same time, their hands were tied rather tightly by the way the victim responded, so, it’s hard to say who is at fault here…. only that it is a sad situation, one that can only be described as lose-lose, for everyone involved…. which goes to indicate the state of  a society where such events are even possible…..)

(I often speak of how little respect I have for most of the people who end up as police officers; that’s because I’m not typical, and refuse to let the courage and integrity of those few of them who do possess such qualities, keep me from seeing the reality of the real situation, to wit: the MAJORITY of police officers DON’T possess such qualities, but rather are attracted to the work for the status and privileges it bestows upon those who are part of it….

Here we have the story of one of the “good” kind of cop, one who became an officer of the law with the motivation to protect and serve the public….. This officer was put in the position of having to arrest one of her peers in law enforcement, for displaying an egregious sense of entitlement, by endangering the public drastically, using his position of authority as a shield, while engaging in the fulfillment of a personal agenda.

This dangerous behavior on his part, clearly a violation of both the law, and of the supposed code of conduct for a police officer, was defended by numerous other assholes in various police agencies, all of whom obviously feel the same sense of entitlement, showing once again that the police forces in this country attract the very people who should NOT be given that sort of power over others…. I feel a short rant developing….)

“It is not power itself, but the legitimization of the lust for power which corrupts absolutely.” — Smart Bee

I do feel like ranting after that last one, but, I’ll forgo that indulgence for now…. The police aren’t going anywhere, and they’ll still be attracting all sorts of people who shouldn’t be allowed to carry guns, much less be allowed to have the authority of a badge…. I’ll save this outrage for another day…. which, you will note, makes me kind, and tactful, for a change…. Let’s go find a poem, ‘kay?….

When I first read one of this woman’s poems, just a few days ago, I had a feeling I was going to enjoy her work, and I was correct in that assessment…. I’ve been reading a few of her poems, which, apparently, don’t get very long…. every one I’ve read is no more than five or six stanzas…. But, short poems often display much more power of imagery than longer ones do, with good reason…. which, I think, is part of why it appeals to me…. Any who, here is another, with some rather elegant chops….

“Like Barley Bending”

Like barley bending
In low fields by the sea,
Singing in hard wind

Like barley bending
And rising again,
So would I, unbroken,
Rise from pain;

So would I softly,
Day long, night long,
Change my sorrow
Into song.

~ Sara Teasdale ~~

What a wonderful final stanza! “Day long, night long, change my sorrow into song.”  Brilliant!….

I had originally intended to put an older, archive rant on gun control here, but, under the influence of the poem above’s last line, I’m not feeling in the mood now to even edit a rant…. Instead, I’m falling back on what I know, an old-school pearl, of course, with no set parameters, other than the whimsy so often found in Smart Bee’s choices… Let’s see what serendipity has for us today, shall we?….

Freedom = Responsibility — Smart Bee, being smart.

Call any vegetable,
Call any vegetable,
And the chances are good
That the vegetable
Will respond to you.

— Frank Zappa, Lyrics in “Absolutely Free”

“Against those skilled in the attack, the enemy does not know where to defend. Against the experts in defence, the enemy does not know where to attack.” — Sun Tzu

“I’m a man of my word. In the end, that’s all there is really….” — Avon

“Enjoy your life. If you don’t, no one else will.” — Smart Bee, being smart, again….

“Is being an idiot like being high all the time?” — Janeanne Garofolo

“Years ago fairy tales all began with “Once upon a time…”, now we know they all begin with, “If I am elected…”” — Carolyn Warner

Serendipity, indeed…. This pearl came out so well, I’m considering the possibility I’ve been wrong all along, and there IS a God! Well, maybe not…. but, it DID come out rather well, don’t you think? Well, I do…. It’s very….. circular…..  I like it, and it stays…. Hmph….

“Not every truth is the better for showing its face undisguised; and often silence is the wisest thing for a man to heed.” — Pindar

Oops! Maybe I should be like a politician, and not include that last line by Pindar; it’s rather like pulling my own covers, isn’t it? But, being the honest man I am, (for which I am eternally grateful to my father, for providing me with the impetus to make such honesty paramount in my life….) I’ll admit it makes some sense, and take it under consideration…. every day, just as soon as I finish the Daily Pearl…. Until then, fuck it, I’m not holding back anything…. See ya….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest  Carole, Mark, and Theresa…
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.