Admirably turgid, for a first try, sir….

Ffolkes,

“And, as in uffish thought he stood
The Jabberwork, with eyes of flame
Came wiffling through the tulgey wood
And burbled as it came”

~~ “Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll ~~

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Random suspicious white cat….

Hajime…. For good reason, which shall remain sub rosa, today’s Pearl is both late, and, odder than even I had hoped. Not that ‘odd’ is anything we try to avoid; generally, in fact, we court it. But, due to the afore(not)mentioned reason, the degree of oddity damn near went off the scale. But, it’s all good, for our purposes, anyway, so, rather than dwell on the past, let’s move on… Hey, who’s driving this bus? That’s right….

Okay, so, no worries. I took off the hat I was wearing, & put on a more conservative model, so, things might straighten out from this point. Hope springs eternal, right? Now, where was I? Oh, right. We’re in the intro section, frantically attempting to turn the bus into a driveway four feet too narrow to fit into, while simultaneously ignoring the growing noise from the frightened passengers. I guess if I could find the brakes, it would help, but, we couldn’t afford a bus with brakes, so, everyone will need to adjust their monitors accordingly. The tools for doing so are located under the seat, in case this is your first trip with us.

How’s that? Better? No? Hmm… I’m losing it, aren’t I? I’d hoped to find some rationality down this aisle, but, there doesn’t seem to be much here but more smarm & idiocy. Well, we’ll just go check out, then, & be done with it. Often, the act of abandoning ship is cathartic enough to shock me back into correct alignment, but, by the sounds of this one, it could take a good while to get anywhere near that state. I know, here’s what we’ll do, instead….

Shall we Pearl?

“The tree of deepest root is found
Least willing still to quit the ground:
‘T was therefore said by ancient sages,
That love of life increased with years
So much, that in our latter stages,
When pain grows sharp and sickness rages,
The greatest love of life appears.”

~~ Mrs. Thrale (1739-1821) — Three Warnings ~~

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As is our standard habit on such days, we’ll be going with a default selection for our video. Go figure, eh? Try to enjoy it anyway, ‘kay?….

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Confidentially Paranoid

Only when the bright sunlight of dreams draws nigh
can the dark glass of reality factor true value..
Destiny’s horses run in fear as time goes dry,
for grappling with fate in such traitorous venue.

In pallid costumes made of graven cast-off tales,
fallen angels and demons show the measure of faith.
No sad transactions should escape these well-marked trails,
no angry relatives cast insults to a sedentary wraith.

Meaning can always hide in literal cold intent,
yet show mere facets of honor to perishable youth.
Sincere contentions leave with sorrowful bent,
while bastardly arguments fill in poorly for the truth.

Gone are moments filled with florid blasts of rhyme
left to molder on the shoulders of unreasonable hope.
Only courage can save these measures of unspoken time
to gather new issues, powerfully broad, painful in scope.

~~ gigoid ~~

2/25/2015

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Naked Pearls

What? What?….

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“Few people have the imagination for reality.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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“Are you sure you won’t change your mind?”
“Is there something wrong with the one I have?”

~~ — Gillian & Spock, “The Voyage Home,” stardate 8390 ~~

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“Nothing in human affairs is worth any great anxiety.”

~~ Plato ~~

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“People are strange.”

~~ The Doors ~~

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“It’s that moment of dawning comprehension I live for.”

~~ Hobbes ~~

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“It is good for a man to eat thistles and to remember that he is an ass.”

~~ E. S. Dallas ~~

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“If you don’t understand what I just said, don’t worry. Neither do I.”

~~ gigoid, the dubious, regularly ~~

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Tomorrow, for those who may notice, I may, or may not, be here. Today, I prep for the event scheduled for early afternoon tomorrow, a process not unlike that of descending into the depths of hell for 3 hours, after first starving oneself for the day. I am tasked to do it again in the morning, submit to a period of unconsciousness, & finally, make the return to relative normality, all in hope of improving my health. As is patently clear, I am neither sanguine, nor particularly happy about it; I’m afraid my confidence in the modern medical model is somewhat frayed.

However, the die is cast, & needs must, as always, Mr. & Mrs. Wyndigate. The upshot is, getting a Pearl done may take a while, as I am not as young as I was, & recovery takes longer…. Odds are running about even, but, fluctuating over time, so, hedge all your bets. Me, I’m going into my cocoon for a while, to protect what little sanity I possess…. See ya….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….

Sometimes I sits and thinks,
and sometimes,
I just sits.

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….

Alluding to a former instability….

Ffolkes,

“Everything flows and nothing abides;
everything gives way and nothing stays fixed.”

~~ Heraclitus ~~

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The Shelbourne Public House, Cork, Ireland

Hajime…. Of late, each time I sit to begin this intro, a veil of lethargy settles heavily upon me, sending my mind off on tangential trains, each idea discarded before beginning to type, as being unworthy, or otherwise unacceptable to those vague standards my mind applies when examining them for their value. Today has been no exception, which is why I decided to just write about it, just so it’s out of my head, where it might do some good. Doesn’t seem to be working, does it?

Oh, well, so goes it for another day. I suppose I’ll need to find another direction to lead us out of where we’ve now ended up, but, that lethargy seems to be preventing any decision. I can’t say, at this point, I am convinced of my ability to get us where we need to go, but, I guess I’ll just keep typing until something presents itself, & we can go from there. Hmm…. this is a rather odd place, isn’t it? I find myself both unwilling, and, unable to decide what should happen next, & if I don’t know, whom shall I ask? The only other entity within the domicile is currently off on her own business, & really doesn’t care. Me, I’m gonna bail, I think.

It may not be the best decision, but, it’s the one I found, so, I’m going with it. I know I can do better, and, given the barest of luck, may someday do so. For today, since we obviously have no luck on which we may depend, I’m going the ruthless road, again, mostly because, a) it works, and b) I can’t think of anything else. Go figure, eh? Ah well, such is life in the blog world; entropy is always there, waiting to chime in. However, having thus disposed of yet another chance to create a masterpiece, without any clear success or failure, it’s the best I can come up with. Gosh, look! It’s a way out. I’m taking it…. Watch that last step, ffolkes…..

Shall we Pearl?

“Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called ‘Ego’.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

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Image from The Daily Express via Google Images

Back in the day, that is to say, during the 50’s, my first crush was this artist. I still think she is one of the most beautiful of women, with a voice that arrows straight to the heart of anyone, but, especially any man. She can still give me chills to hear her sing ‘Fever’….. I hope you enjoy this live concert from 1984…..

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Miss Peggy Lee
Live in 1984

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Modest sounds of impatient concern….

Crowds converge at the raw and grisly scene,
comatose to compassion, curiosity tugging at the hem
with sharp, oh, sharp tools made obscene,
filing the essence of future hopes in spite of them.

Yet who has won the keys to the treasure,
who whipped up the fear of another brother?
Who spent the dreams of the old in selfish measure,
with such arrogant blindness grave issues to smother?

Fateful decisions may prompt still another pause,
to catch and release collective images of insanity.
Surely legitimate anger arises with ample cause
wallowing in self-made entrepreneurs, fluent in profanity.

A quartet of eternities must pass to guarantee change,
regardless of need, or desire, or autonomous manipulation.
Ancient rules and modern aggression is only passing strange
when golden delusion grasps futilely at its related illusory station.

~~ gigoid ~~

8/18/2013

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Naked Pearls

Notes on Life at Large….

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“Profound Truth differs from simple truth
in that the negation of a simple truth is a simple falsehood,
while the negation of a Profound Truth may be another Profound Truth.
E.g. a button with “Life is just as simple as it seems” on one side
and “Life is not as simple as it seems” on the other.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”

~~ Aesop (620-560 B.C.) ~~

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“Food for thought is no substitute for the real thing.”

~~ Walt Kelly, Potluck Pogo ~~

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“The more crap you believe, the better off you are.”

~~ Charles Bukowski ~~

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“There are two sentences inscribed upon the Delphic oracle,
hugely accommodated to the usages of man’s life:
“Know thyself”,
and “Nothing too much”;
and upon these all other precepts depend.”

~~ Plutarch — Consolation to Apollonius ~~

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“I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly,
or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.”

~~ Chang-tzu ~~

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“Just trust yourself, then you will know how to live.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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Definitely a bumpy ride today, eh, what? To avoid any further contretemps, or possible litigation, I’ll end this rather abruptly, so as to keep from falling into the same sort of abyss in which we found ourselves above, in the intro. Abrupt, btw, is a good word; strong and clear. It pleases me to be able to show you exactly what it means….. which is to say, watch this, ffolkes…. See y’all tomorrow, given a fair wind & a rising tide….

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….

Culled from the secondary lists….

Ffolkes,

“If you want to be happy, be.”

~~ Leo Tolstoy ~~

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Defiant beauty….

Hajime…. Oh. My. Gosh.

Hmm…. I can’t say, with any degree of confidence, that’s going to grab anyone’s attention. Not for long, anyway. I also must say, I’ve done better. Since I’m mostly honest, I’ll have to add, I haven’t done much worse, either. Oh, well, I suppose I can’t expect to be able to come up with the perfect opening line every day, now, can I? Not with any hope of being right, or, successful at it. But, since it really doesn’t matter a bit, I’ll let it go, & just get on with what we came here for, to wit, mucking about in boats.

Oh, right. We don’t have any boats, or, any water to float them in. So much for whimsy. Due to the now unfortunate circumstances in which I find myself, I suspect I’m going to have to resort to yet another odd technique to get us anywhere near our intended destination; everything I’ve tried thus far seems more than a little too odd, even for our loose standards. As those standards have evolved over time, in a way only they could, we should respect that, if only as far as it can be thrown. Or, we could continue to spout complete nonsense, as we now seem to be doing. Either way, I don’t think we’re going to find any real literature here today….

Again, my only possible response must be, oh, well. It’s patently clear, by now, I don’t have it today; if I had any of it at all, it would have shown up by now. To avoid any major embarrassment, (rapidly approaching from the East), I’ll cut this short, & just get on with posting what I’ve put together. It really isn’t a bad pearl; I just blew the intro up to see if I still could. Mission accomplished, so, I’ll use one of these quick, brutal closing methods, & get on with what remains of the day. Besides, I can’t think of any more bullshit to throw…. Go figure; I’ve used it all up…. Probably a good thing, eh?….

Shall we Pearl?

“It is not necessary that whilst I live I live happily;
but it is necessary that so long as I live I should live honourably.”

~~ Kant, Immanuel (1724-1804) ~~

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Lately, it seems I’m running late more often than not; oh, well, he said, with chagrin. So be it. (He said that, too…) Here, then, for our default choice of the day, is more from Playing For Change, my favorite charitable organization, promoting peace around the world through music…. Enjoy, ffolkes…. It’s far better than the alternative, wouldn’t you say?….

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Playing For Change
Gimme Shelter

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Bulletin

Patterns exist to bring sanity, if illusory, at best;
follicular, reality seems to slip and slide.
Still, formal insanity consistently fails the ultimate test,
why place faith in answers. from which truth can hide?

Following the music brings us back in good time;
forever seemingly retreats from relevance.
Crazy, time stands still with yet another innovative rhyme,
no burgeoning intentions for sale, to shimmy. or dance.

Folly sits easily upon this brow;
fateful and afraid, entropy bows in shame.
Into the river of time, slowly, forgetful of how
courage gives strength, no matter the game.

Capricious, the muse demands obedient attention
at risk of exhibiting true durance vile.
Bereft, single copies sit unused, despite all intention;
while singular examples of fate pass at the stile.

Seminal events bring their own weight;
no scale necessary, no guessing by eye, or hand.
Only one lesson to learn, just pay the freight;
the music is playing, and you’re part of the band.

~~ gigoid ~~

8/6/2016

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Naked Pearls

Dubious is good….

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“The only thing I know for sure is that I know nothing at all, for sure.”

~~ Socrates ~~

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“Not everything that counts can be counted;
and not everything that can be counted counts.”

~~ Albert Einstein ~~

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“How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown?”

~~ Bob Dylan ~~

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“Live dangerously and you live right.”

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

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” Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself
(I am large, I contain multitudes).”

~~ Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself” ~~

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“It is in changing that things find repose.”

~~ Heraclitus ~~

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“Everything that has a beginning has an ending.
Make your peace with that and all will be well.”

~~ Buddha ~~

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I would wager I’ve already used more than my fair share of expediency thus far, so, I’ll forgo any further display of my brand of humorous commentary, in favor of letting y’all off the proverbial hook for today. Obviously, I’ll need to try this again, to see if I can’t improve on what happened here today. Shouldn’t be too hard, I think, given the sheer idiocy I seem to have let out up above. Again, the only possible comment must be, oh, well. So be it. See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes…. Well, that’s the plan, anyway….. We’ll just have to wait & see what reality thinks about that….

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….

Skipping the hard parts….

Ffolkes,

“The Journey is the Reward,
Not the Destination.”

~~ Zen Koan ~~

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Idyllic solitude….

Hajime…. Though I fully agree with our opening lines, I can’t say today’s journey to our destination has provided me with much reward, beyond the most basic, that of being, finally, done. SB went on semi-strike this morning, forcing me to practically bludgeon it to pull out seven pearls for the old-school section; even those I found were somewhat of an obscure grouping, even for me. Hence, the title chosen to direct your thoughts as you read them; it will take some rather extensive flexibility to ‘get it’ today, but, that’s okay by me. The harder the better, as Murphy so often reiterates for us…..

Naturally, having to take so long to put this together, I am left short on the time available to compose this intro, or the closing section…. & I don’t want to hear that’s an advantage from anybody in the peanut gallery. Besides, any of my usual Gentle Readers know better than to have too many expectations as to what they’ll find here on any particular day; hell, I don’t know what to expect. How could they have any? Well, they, like me, ARE human, so, I guess that answered itself. Perhaps it would be best for me to just go on to the next paragraph, before I really stick my foot in it….

In truth, the way this is developing, I believe I’d better take it in hand, with a firm grip, before I write myself right into a corner with no exits. Yeah, that’s a good idea, since everything else that is floating up into my mind to put down is looking a bit bedraggled, with wild hair & bugged eyes. To avoid any possible litigation, or nausea, I’m utilizing an old #4, which has saved our sorry ass many times in the past, simply because it works quickly…. How quickly? Well, it’s like this….

Shall we Pearl?

“One way or another, we all have to find
what best fosters the flowering of our humanity in this contemporary life,
and dedicate ourselves to that.”

~~ Joseph Campbell ~~

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Thanks to SB’s recalcitrance this morning, I’m quite late getting posted; y’all know what that means. Yep. Default music today, the You Tube selection of 50 of the most popular pieces of classical music in their database…. Works for me, today. Enjoy, if you will; there’s some grand stuff included, for sure….

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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

gigoid’s folly….

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“What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea.
It is something out of his own unique potentiality for experience,
something that never has been
and never could have been experienced by anyone else.”

~~ Joseph Campbell ~~

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“Belief is not the beginning but the end of all knowledge.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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“I am made from the dust of the stars, the oceans flow in my veins.”

~~ Rush, “Presto” ~~

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“I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There’s more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line.
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.”

~~ the Indigo Girls, “Closer to Fine” ~~

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“Only that in you which is me can hear what I’m saying.”

~~ Baba Ram Dass ~~

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“It is a curious thought,
but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous
that you realize just how much you love them.”

~~ Agatha Christie ~~

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” Attention, attention, there are monkey-boys in the complex.”

~~ — Buckaroo Banzai (the film) ~~

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I did it. It’s done. I can’t say exactly how that came to be, but, we all know the old saw about gift horses, of which this is a clear example. I’ll even show some dignified acceptance, (always a good policy with the heavy hand of reality at the wheel), & just get on with whatever comes to mind to get us out of here….. Hmm. Well, nothing comes up right away, so, I guess I’ll just say, see y’all next time, hopefully tomorrow, if reality doesn’t get any stranger than it is today…. Odds seem to be running even, so, we’ll see. Be cool, stay strange, & for goodness’ sake, stay alert….

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….

Searching for syllogistic integrity….

Ffolkes,

“Brave men were living before Agamemnon.”

~~ Horace (65-8 BC) — Odes, iv, 9, 25 ~~

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I’m ignoring you….

Hajime….

“I have here only made a nosegay of culled flowers,
and have brought nothing of my own but the thread that ties them together.”

~~ Michael de Montaigne (1533-1592) — Essays, Book iii, Chap. xii ~~

Perfect! I couldn’t have said it any better, in answer to the question of what I do here each time I post. Funny how so many writers/philosophers from the past have expressed human nature, and its means of expression, so accurately it remains valid today, nearly five hundred years later. It almost makes one feel superfluous, if not for the personal value it provides me as a means of self-therapy. Of course, such therapy is most effective when it is applied consistently, but, consistency isn’t always either available, or advisable. Too much of it, & one becomes hidebound, thus invalidating the positive nature of the effect. Ah, well, one can only do one’s best, n’est pas?

My best, today, is probably closer to ‘okay’ than to ‘most excellent’, so, we’ll atone for any lack of brilliance by shortening the exposure time. One of the best ways to do that is to make a serious attempt to curtail any use of excessive nonsense. Of course, any such limits need to be applied quickly, before the volume grows beyond my means of control. There are days, (of which today is one….) when the volume to be released is simply too much to keep from bursting out of any artificially applied boundaries. I can feel it in there, tons & tons of sheer idiocy & fun, straining at the edge of control so laboriously gathered for the purpose…..

Hell…. this means there’s only one way to keep this from getting away from me, & that is to apply an emergency method of egress. Happily, I found one in the nearest drawer, only two steps away in the kitchen, so, there’s still a chance to salvage this. The only hard part of it is the abrupt nature of its operation, so, I suggest you put down any adult beverages, & grab the closest stanchion, while I try to keep us from complete disaster…. You see, it works like this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Ignorance is the soil in which belief in miracles grows.”

~~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~~

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I doubt very much there is any need to introduce this young lady to the Gentle Reader, unless said G. R. has been living in a cave for the past century…. This collection of her cartoons comprises more than an hour of her adventurous episodes, but, if that isn’t enough, just follow the links embedded in the player to find all you could wish for, including those that were banned due to ‘culturally questionable’ morals…. Have fun!….

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Elemental, dear Watson….

Don’t worry,
it’s not
me
you hear
screaming.

It is
only
my bones,
giving in,
to
cowardly,
pathologically,
repetitive,
fucking,’
complaints
of
past abuse,
and
all the fun
we had.
playing,
hard.

I don’t mind
too much;
I can spend my
TIME
in another space
in my head,
pretending
my bones
don’t
exist….

It
is,
indeed,
a shame
they
always
come
back….

Fuck.

It
hurts.

More proof,
I guess,
either
God isn’t,
or,
He is.

IF

He isn’t?
Oh,
Well….

Ante up.
Deal.

IF

He is?
Then,
I don’t fucking care
who
doesn’t like it,

I say,

He
is
a bully,
a coward,
a hypocrite,
and,
truly,
an enormous asshole.

I suppose,
God
is
what comes,
to,
and
from,
People,

because

they
feel
a need,
for
someone
to
blame,
for
a
Universe
they
cannot
understand
or
accept.

I
will
take the complaints.

After all,
they
are
my bones.

~~ gigoid ~~

9/14/2014

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Naked Pearls

Connecting some of the dots….

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“No law can be sacred to me but that of my nature.
Good and bad are but names
very readily transferable to that or this;
the only right is what is after my own constitution;
the only wrong what is against it.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Enter freely and leave some of the happiness you bring behind.”

~~ The Insidious Wu Han ~~

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“I love those who yearn for the impossible.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust ~~

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“A person’s maturity consists in having found again
the seriousness one had as a child, at play.”

~~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche ~~

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“At some point your heart will tell itself what to do.”

~~ Achaan Chah ~~

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“Grain grows best in shit.”

~~ Ursula K. LeGuin ~~

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“You cannot face it steadily, but this thing’s for sure,
That time is no healer: the patient is no longer here.”

~~ T.S. Eliot ~~

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Well!…. That was….. interesting. Rather than try to analyze what just occurred here, I’m going to use up some of my curmudgeonly currency, & drop y’all here like a hot potato. If that causes any severe injury, or excessive loss of blood, so be it; you’ll find first aid supplies in the hampers under the seats. As for me, I’m off to lick my wounds in private, so as to delegitimize any pertinent or possible litigation. I will, however, try to be back tomorrow, so, y’all may file any charges then. Until then, stay weird, be cool, and try to remain alert…. 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….

Exhibiting signs of miscellaneous joy….

Ffolkes,

“A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are for.”

~~ John A. Shedd ~~

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Kirk windows, Greenock, Scotland….

Hajime…. In the last two or three days, between bouts of business out in the BBR, and the inconvenience of an inconsistently gurgling gut, I managed to put together a rather extensive Pearl. There is old stuff, new stuff, and some middle-of-the-proverbial-road stuff, all of which, while often obscure or allegorically impure, is nonetheless cogent for all that. Since that sentence, alone, is quite murky enough to suit the censors, I’ve decided to just let it fly, & take whatever consequences reality may bring. Scary, but, that’s life, right?….

In case it isn’t clear yet, this is what I call an ‘off-the-cuff’ intro, meaning all of it has been made up, on the spot, by allowing my overburdened head let out what it has to release, willy nilly. Such arrogance on my part is, I’m afraid, natural; I am human, after all. But, it is tempered somewhat by my reluctance to speak ill, whether of the dead, or the living. Well, okay, so, it’s not, really. I just couldn’t figure out any other way to get this going, having found the usual vast empty spaces facing my astonished gaze this morning, as I took my first peek inside, searching for inspiration, or, at the very least, reason to live….

Facing conundrums so early in the day is de rigeur for this process, so, rather than dwell upon that which cannot be altered, I’ll go on, to things not bigger, or better, but, in the final analysis, different. At this point, such an attitude comprises the proof of our pudding, to wit: all we can do is all we can do. Moreover, we’ve done it, and, thankfully, we are allowed to use that as excuse, if not justification. The law is very strange, is it not?

Okay, I’ve lost my way, & haven’t enough coffee on board to offer any possibility of finding it. I can’t think of anything else, so why don’t we just do this?….

Shall we Pearl?

“History, despite its wrenching pain,
Cannot be unlived, but if faced
With courage, need not be lived again.’

~~ Maya Angelou, “On the Pulse of Morning” ~~

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Old friends….

I’ve decided to make use of some older material, written before I began blogging on WordPress. I’d been creating Pearls for several years, but, mostly published via email to my list of subscribers… long story. The material I found is several months of Pearls from the SFGATE website, where I posted them for a few months… For the next period of time, until I run out, or get tired of it, I’ll be including some of them here in the first section,, where many of my rants used to appear; some of the older Pearls fit that description, anyway, so, it works for me. Y’all can let me know what you think in the comments, if you wish. I’m gonna do it anyway, but, feel free…. *grin* Abondanza!…

From 8/20/2011:

Ffolkes,

And so it begins again. It’s enough to make you just want to rant sometimes. The news every day bombards us with the craziness going on in the world, providing us with the mental equivalent of dried dung in such quantities the Berbers could make a fire lasting all night. Politicians speak out every day, spewing tons of the most amazing crap, proving with every word just how insane they are, and people keep lapping it up like ice cream. The media that reports all this possibly plays the worst part in the charade, as they continue to report on the most trivial BS they can find. They don’t seem to care whether it is dignified, or if it makes any sense; they just want to increase ratings, and bad news does that better than good.

Oh well, I could rant on this forever, and it’s not going to make any difference. It’s unfortunate, because I’m beginning to believe that it is too late for us humans; we passed the turnoff to sanity a while back, and nobody noticed. Our beloved ruling class has decided that they are not going to buy into the idea that we are killing ourselves, and will hold that opinion all the way to the graveyard.

I’m also of the opinion that we little people only have one choice left, and that is revolution. The conditions which produced the first American Revolutionary War are fully present today; government is NOT responsive to the will of the people. Hell, they could care less about the people; to them it’s all about what they can get before getting caught, and even then they don’t get prosecuted. How many bankers and Wall Streeters were put in jail for stealing all that money a few years ago? None…instead we gave them bailout money.

Ah hell, that’s enough for one morning; if I continue I’ll end up with indigestion, and I’ve only been up for a half hour. F….. ’em, they’re not going to ruin my day….today’s Pearls were picked out when I had this on my mind, so they may reflect that…..they’re still a pretty good group….

“If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties.” — Francis Bacon

“When forced to resort to arms for redress, an appeal to the tribunal of the world was deemed proper for our justification. This was the object of the Declaration of Independence.” — Thomas Jefferson

“I never wanted to see anybody die, but there are a few obituary notices I have read with pleasure.” — Clarence Darrow
(How long is YOUR list?…..mine runs to three or four pages….and the first two are just the politicians (most of whom began as lawyers) and preachers).

“I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. I don’t like them myself. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them on long winter evenings.” — Humphrey Bogart to Lauren Bacall, in The Big Sleep

Existing order thrives upon ignorance and lies. Objective truth and individual reason are feared above all.

“The seeker after truth must, once in the course of his life, doubt everything, as far as is possible. What is doubtful should even be considered as false. This doubt should not, meanwhile, be applied to ordinary life.” — R. Descartes, “1-3rd Principles of Human Knowledge”

Well, I feel a little better…..reading pearls always helps me regain my equilibrium. Hopefully, they do the same for you….. y’all take care out there…..

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Albert & Stevie

I feel like the blues today; not my mood, just my wants…. Since it doesn’t get any better than these two, we’ll go with their finest session…. Enjoy!….

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Albert King & Stevie Ray Vaughan
In Session

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Platitudes for Attitudes

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

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

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

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

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

~~ gigoid ~~

8/29/2015

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Naked Pearls

“But soft, what light breaks….”

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“Nothing can bring lasting peace,
but you have it already
if you just stop disturbing it.
It is there always.”

~~ Sri Swami Satchidananda ~~

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“I would rather be ashes than dust!
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze
than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor,
every atom of me in magnificent glow,
than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.”

~~ Jack London, Jack London’s Tales of Adventure ~~

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“You cannot do a kindness too soon,
for you never know how soon it will be too late.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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All truly wise thoughts have been thought already
thousands of times;
but to make them truly ours,
we must think them over again honestly,
till they take root in our personal experience.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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“One isn’t necessarily born with courage, but one is born with potential.
Without courage, we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency.
We can’t be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest.”

~~ Maya Angelou ~~

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“Be your own reason.”

~~ Levis ~~

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“Being human is a complicated gig”
So give that ol’ dark night of the soul a hug.
Howl the eternal yes.”

~~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~~

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It’s done, though I can’t claim to fully comprehend exactly how it happened. Since it’s dead, we won’t beat it any more; instead, I’ll use this opportunity to take our leave until the next time. I am hoping that will be tomorrow, but, given the instability we are witnessing on all levels of society, I’d rather not make any promises I might not be able to keep. I can promise to try, and, I shall. For now, I’ll merely say, see y’all later, ffolkes. Seize the day before it slips away….

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….

Mesmerized by twiddling thumbs….

Ffolkes,

May the moon light your way, till the wind sets you free.

~~ Shriekback, “Cradle Song” ~~

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Richmond-San Rafael Bridge, SF Bay

Hajime…. Recovery from recent indiscretions was delayed somewhat yesterday, but, eventually reached the point I was able to complete the most critical elements of today’s Pearl, leaving only the formatting and composition for today. This is fortunate, for I find the time I need now to fully regain my faculties after such silly behavior is extended, often past what I consider reasonable. But, then, I’ve never been particularly reasonable when it comes to my own weaknesses, or, perhaps more accurately, what I regard as weakness. Nonetheless, I find myself with sufficient energy, and chutzpah, to, at minimum, finish today’s mess, so I can begin anew, with refreshed hope of rationality, or, at least, coherence.

Such is life in a mad world; one finds one’s motivation where it can be found, and doesn’t question the result, lest it disappear in a puff of metaphorical magic smoke. In my own case, self-esteem is a sufficient prize to move me to greater effort, if only to assuage my own sense of duty. You can take the corn out of Kansas, but, you can’t take the Kansas out of the corn, as it is said…. Of course, nobody knows what they mean when they say it, but, it sounds logical, and charming, so, I’ve said it, and you may like it, or not, as suits your fancy. Regardless of that particular outcome, I’m going on to the next paragraph, because this one is now out of control…

Safely ensconced in new verbiage, I can confide I’m less than completely sane at this point in time. I don’t mind, but, it can cause difficulties with machinery; despite common belief, they do know when we are vulnerable, and will go to extreme lengths to set traps for us, knowing our distraction by our inner turmoil will provide them with endless opportunities for hilarious chaos, as we attempt to make sense of what has none. Some of us, in our defense, are more, or less, able to cope than others, but, since coping isn’t always the answer, we retain the right to take the optional alternate path to Reality, thus avoiding all sorts of potential difficulty by ignoring such distractions altogether. Works for me….

Since it has, let’s get on with today’s mess, before it gets any further from what might be considered normal…. not that we worry about that much, but, it looks good on the resume, right? Okay, enough…. Let’s get to this, while I’m still relatively competent to do so, okay? Okay by me….. Pretty easy, too, given the above. I mean, all we need to do now, is this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Chaos of thought and passion, all confused;
Still by himself abused or disabused;
Created half to rise, and half to fall;
Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all;
Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,–
The glory, jest, and riddle of the world.”

~~ Alexander Pope — Essay on Man, Epistle ii, Line 13 ~~

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It’s a default day, so, here is more music from Playing For Change, one of the few organizations worth donating to. So, go donate, unless you’d rather give the money directly to one of the war-mongering corporations who will use it less productively…. It’s good music, so, try to enjoy it, ‘kay?….

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Gimme Shelter
Live Outside

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It’s raining again here in northern California; save for four days, it’s been raining for about 3 weeks, which is a big part of why the dam in Oroville is threatening to dissolve. To acknowledge the season, here is a atypical poem of mine addressing such a time a few years ago….

An Old Man, Snoring….

Winter arrives with gusts of wind and rain,
clover spreads green amongst the hedges.
Urban gardens quiver, and dream of spring again,
gargoyles stoically crouch on corniced ledges.

Umbrellas sprout over heads shrouded and hatted,
dotting the sidewalks in colorful profusion.
Urban denizens pose sketches, framed and matted,
adding casual beauty to fill the illusion.

Hissing tires, swishing along with the wipers
join nature’s orchestra smoothly, as percussion.
Dripping gutters sound gong tones, true pipers,
a sudden roar of wind hushes all discussion.

Dreams of summer heat form the crux of desire
as winter chills our souls from without.
Sitting in warmth, gazing into an imaginary fire;
content to know spring will come, no doubt.

~~ gigoid ~~

12/21/2012

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Naked Pearls

To See, one must first Look…

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“Open your eyes, you have only to see things properly to understand.”

~~ Leonardo da Vinci ~~

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“All teachings are mere references.
The true experience is living your own life.
Then, even the holiest of words are only words.”

~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~

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“It is easier to perceive error than to find truth,
for the former lies on the surface and is easily seen,
while the latter lies in the depth,
where few are willing to search for it.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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“You know what I like best about looking at the stars?
Not the stars themselves, but all those empty spaces between the stars.
That’s where I can imagine traveling for ever and ever.
That’s where I can imagine infinity.”

~~ T.A. Barron ~~

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“Feelings are neither good nor bad; they are just indicators.”

~~ Will Limon ~~

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“Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.”

~~ Joseph P. Thompson ~~

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“Cease to be ruled by dogmas and authorities; look at the world!”

~~ H.G. Wells paraphrase of Roger Bacon’s works ~~

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(Watch out! Duck!)….. I apologize for the annoying presence of live fire; my demons decided to attack while my attention was on this missive. (Leelu! Get back! I’ll handle it…. Hack once, slice twice…. Okay, done; you can eat it if you dare….) They’re a bit testy today, & have decided I am too comfortable for my own good. So be it. At least I got this done; now, if I can hold them off a short while, I’ll be able to post this, so I can try again for tomorrow, when, hopefully, it will be less of an ordeal. If so, I’ll see y’all then; odds are about even at this point, so, time will have to tell the tale. Until then, stay dry, if you dare….

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….

Is that an igloo?….

Ffolkes,

“Where there is much light there is also much shadow.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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A moment of peaceful contemplation…

Hajime…. Below, y’all will find a Pearl. It’s a good Pearl. It’s been created in the past couple days, bit by bit, as the opportunity to sit arose, or was noted as necessary, if not exactly condoned. Suffice it to say, it’s done, and will do for the nonce. I don’t have anything else to say, really, so, I’ll forgo the usual amount of nonsense, & limit myself to this lone paragraph. Y’all can tell me sometime later whether you think it works, or, not. Of course, that makes the assumption, perhaps without warrant, that I’ll actually pay attention. But, life is full of uncertainty, isn’t it? Why, yes. Yes, it is. For now, what is certain is, I am done with this, and we can now get this slow on the toad…. Watch closely, or, it will shoot right past, without anyone noticing….

Shall we Pearl?

“Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart.
Who looks outside, dreams.
Who looks inside, awakens.”

~~ Carl Jung ~~

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Edie Brickell

Image from Pinterest via Google Images

Though I’ve heard this lady’s music on the radio, I never pursued any of it beyond that; I see now that was a mistake, for she’s done some rather fine work. In addition, she seems to find a lot of rather excellent musicians to play with her, as well as being married to Paul Simon, not a bad performer himself…. Ah, well, we can’t listen to it all, but, I’ll be listening to her more, for sure…. Enjoy!….

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Dreaming of Calliope

La belle dame sans merci speaks aloud through endless night,
torturing dreams, with powerful words and stentorian phrases.
Manifest visions bathed in unbearable grace and light,
destroying all direction, standing lost, in unfathomable mazes.

Fate plays a part, one that will never face denial,
as fear and courage eternally vie for ascendancy.
Conflict becomes valid, gifting strength in open trial,
but honest emotion wears no costume so fancy.

Blood, sweat, and tears stroll on avenues of gold,
unlikely heroines heralding as in ancient lore;
Sharp, competent knives cut through tales untold,
eternally shifting reality past the naked shore.

Drifting toward origin, bereft of mandate or cause,
finished, nay, abandoned, tied with a figurative bow.
No simple gift from muses to give comfort or pause,
save that all we need to know, we already know…..

~~ gigoid ~~

12/13/2012

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Naked Pearls

Subtle notes on process & program….

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“First things first, but not necessarily in that order.”

~~ Doctor Who, MEGLOS ~~

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“Any fool can know.
The point is to understand.”

~~ Albert Einstein

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“We dance round in a ring and suppose,
But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.”

~~ Robert Frost “The Secret Sits” 1936 ~~

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“Always store beer in a dark place.”

~~ Lazarus Long

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“Are all your stars shining?”

~~ JD Salinger ~~

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“I think it’s good that everyone becomes food.”

~~ Hobbes, the Tiger ~~

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“It’s a fool’s life,
a rogue’s life,
and a good life
if you keep laughing all the way to the grave.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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Today’s Pearl is, in at least one respect, a most efficient, and iconic example of the genre. Moreover, I’ll not detract from that pristine nature by waxing overly philosophic, or extensively, here at the end. Instead, I’ll merely say, I hope you enjoyed it, and I’ll do it again, soon as I can. Meantime, y’all be alert, stay as happy as you may, & all will be well. How else can it be, but what it is?…..

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….

Bones & stones in the dust….

Ffolkes,

“Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper
until drops of blood form on your forehead.”

~~ Gene Fowler ~~

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Dancing ferry boats, Victoria, B.C.

Hajime…. Having awakened in what can be termed a funk, if not an actual ‘mood’, I find myself unwilling to put a lot of effort into today’s mess. As a result, I can also say, the results bear out the funk, perfectly. I wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s not good; it does fulfill all of our standard requirements. More than that, I will refrain from addressing, lest I further worsen what is already promising to be a funky day. Rather than complain, any more than I’ve already managed, I’ll limit myself to one paragraph, & just get on with it, before I either change my mind altogether, or having given up, let Murphy have his way. What you see is, patently, what you get….

Shall we Pearl?

“It’s like deja-vu, all over again.”

~~ Yogi Berra~~

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Yep, you guessed it; more classical music. It’s a default day, & this is my default. Chosen, as per norm, by random methods developed over time to decrease Murphy’s influence. It doesn’t work, but, we use it anyway… Enjoy!….

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Unheralded Sagacity…

To many, who will not see beyond their nose
the world becomes a dangerous place,
a bullet in every gun, a thorn with every rose,
no magic comes to save us, reality leaves no trace.

Minds closed, wrapped tight in manufactured fears,
men become clay, easily molded into complacent form.
No chains needed, held in thrall for years,
lies become gospel, when dishonesty is the norm.

Shed the chains you wear in durance, in kind;
Oh, ye of little faith, and much doubt
Strength is found in an unfettered mind,
Cry “freedom” with a great shout.

No help from any gods can hinder so much
as our own lack of confidence;
finding the light within, knowing it as such
confirms us, becoming consequence.

Illumination…..

~~ gigoid ~~

4/17/2013

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Naked Pearls

Getting there is half the fun….

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“There is more to life than just avoiding death.”

~~ Jeff Hummel ~~

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“I prefer to be true to myself,
even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others,
rather than to be false,
and to incur my own abhorrence.”

~~ Frederick Douglass ~~

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“Anywhere, anytime,
I’d sacrifice the finest nuance for a laugh,
the most elegant trope for a smile.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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“I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.”

~~ Booker T. Washington ~~

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“Whatever games are played with us, we must play no games with ourselves,
but deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Just trust yourself, then you will know how to live.”

~~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~~

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“Are we THERE yet?”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

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Still here? Lucky you. I am, shall we say, near the edge, where it seems to be my lot to remain today…. Oh, well, at least it’s a nice view from here. I’m gonna go now, before I do, or say anything I’ll regret later. Of course, that will depend entirely upon whether, or not, I decide to go back & read this again, which might just tip me over into a free-fall through the vast spaces I can see from where I stand. Or, sit. Whatever. I’m outta here, ffolkes, to go find my equilibrium, if it is to be found. I’ll need luck, but, save yours; I’ll pick some up where I find it…. See y’all tomorrow, given a fair wind and a rising tide…..

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….

Demands for intricacy cost less….

Ffolkes,

“True merit, like a river, the deeper it is, the less noise it makes.”

~~ Lord Halifax (1633-1695) ~~

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Willamette River, Oregon

Scenes from a train….

Hajime…. Living in today’s complex world requires some rather refined coping skills. Such a statement might generally call for a bit of explanation, but, I don’t think there’s much there to argue with; the evidence is pretty clear, for anyone with the wit to perceive it. If one pays much attention to all the crap flying at our heads, they take the chance they’ll miss something important, amongst all the unreliable information, spread so blatantly by those who find the need to lie and cheat their way through life, in order to feel they have some sort of control over others. This neurotic fear is one shared by all humans; some find rather more rational methods to deal with that fear, instead of giving in to its irrational demand for security, a condition unnatural in reality.

The above paragraph summarizes the current world fairly accurately, I’d say. You’ll note the absence of anything in the way of definite solution; that’s deliberate. I can’t honestly say I’ve found the only honorable path to follow; I only know it is one I can live with, according to the understanding of reality I’ve come to hold as the most true. Each of us must decide for ourselves how we will react to our fears, whether they are based on rational information, or not. Each must decide for themselves how to face that fear, or, for that matter, whether we will face it, at all, or allow it to determine our acts according to only that which others have told us is true, by their own standards and beliefs. To choose our way, our own path, is what makes us human; to remove that choice is to deny our humanity.

So be it. I can’t say it much clearer than that; how you take it is up to you; what you do with it is also your choice. If nothing else, here in ECR, that choice will always be yours. May it always be so…. which is also your responsibility. It’s a tough world out there, but, it’s well worth making every effort to make it the one you can live with, honorably, free from the fear that comes with ignorance…

I guess that was a rantish sort of introduction, wasn’t it? Oh, well, such is life. I can’t really say what prompted all the above, but, then, I don’t really care. It’s what it is, and that’s all it is. Just like me. And, of course, Popeye, who taught us all about standing up to fear…. Ya only have to find what your spinach looks, and tastes like….

Shall we Pearl?

“Human language is like a cracked kettle
on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to,
when all the time we are longing to move the stars to pity.”

~~ Gustave Flaubert ~~

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I’ve included this young man’s music previously, & consider him one of the finest guitarists alive. He’s getting quite a bit of publicity now, which is well-deserved…. By following the links in the video to You Tube, you’ll find a great deal of his work, with some of the best music you’ll ever hear…. Enjoy!….

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Mariousz Goli
While My Guitar Gently Weeps

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Dreaming, I wait….

In the most patient moments of rationality
kindness flows smoothly in a special milieu,
fallow thoughts speed first from equality
to give no anxious fever, anger to eschew.

Indignant mothers and step-sons in-law
shall fade simply from brilliant to grey,
intoning ritual dogma, fresh, avid, and raw,
falling, falling, in massive pastoral disarray.

Safety lives not, save brightly in ignorant bliss,
it follows us all, silent and infinitely frail,
foremost too often, soft as a virgin kiss,
alive, always eager, willing, and pale.

Intimate knowledge finds only the bold few
with courage and virtue to gift, unbidden.
No solemn royal version may pass in review,
true love for man, never to remain unhidden.

Sweet feathers of Emily’s hope uplift,
calm, drowsy episodes bursting with light,
With final glad cries we set ourselves adrift,
swimming in the oceans of natural delight.

When sorrow is banished, in ages yet to come,
roots solidly anchored, cold and remote,
Ample supplies of kindness sit silent and dumb,
and the old stranger shrugs on his faded coat.

Dreaming, then, I wait with shadows in the night
aspiring to inspire, a message from the muse’s heart
Never forgotten images, framed in color bright,
tempt me only, grieving, steeped in serenity’s arcane art….

~~ gigoid ~~

8/18/2013

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Naked Pearls

Start to End….

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“Doing it the hard way is always easier.”

~~ Murphy’s Paradox ~~

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“I am as a weed
Flung from the rock, on Ocean’s foam to sail
Where’er the surge may sweep, the tempest’s breath prevail.

~~ Lord Byron — Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 2 ~~

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“What is a weed?
A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Treat people as if they were what they ought to be,
and you help them to become what they are capable of being.”

~~ Johann Wolfgan von Goethe ~~

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“For when I was a babe and wept and slept, Time crept.
When I was a boy and laughed and talked, Time walked.
Then when the years saw me a man, Time run.
But as I older grew, Time flew.”

~~ Guy Pentreath ~~

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“And in the end
the love you take
is equal to the love you make.”

~~ The Beatles, The last lyric of their last song ~~

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Homer: “Marge, is this a happy ending or a sad ending?”

Marge: “It’s an ending. That’s enough.”

~~ The Simpsons ~~

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Hmm… In looking back over this morning’s mess, it’s less messy than it felt. Not too shabby for off-the-proverbial-cuff, eh? It’s okay if you don’t agree; it won’t hurt my feelings. In fact, I liked this one so much, I’ll try to do it again tomorrow, just to see if I can. What the hell, I’ve got nothin’ better to do, right? See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes; by now, it’s considered de rigeur….

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….