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Paradigms for sale or trade….

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Ffolkes,

“I haven’t lost my mind, I know exactly where I left it.”

~~ gigoid, et al, Monday, 2018 ~~

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Day the Next…

For a long time, I began each post here at ECR with the word, “Hajime”, which is uttered to begin any Japanese martial arts contest. Today, it holds some poignant meaning, as it has been some time since I last posted, or, for that matter, wrote anything other than a haiku. In point of fact, it’s been 30 days since my last post, & that was a re-blog of an older post. A good portion of the time was spent fighting illness, (an all-too=familiar occupation these days, along with the concomitant inability to heal as quickly as when I was younger & in better condition…), but, mostly, I was just not interested in anything but my own inner promptings, none of which were particularly scholarly, or particularly productive, in any sense…. SIGH, ah well, such is life in the big city, ffolkes. I offer no excuses, or apologies….

I do, however, have the necessary parts of a complete Pearl of Virtual Wisdom to offer today, with a semi-serious vow to follow in the near future with further ramblings from the ego-driven consciousness I call my mind, dubious as it may be. For today’s post, I’ll forgo any further attempts to either explain, or justify, & just get on with posting it. At least I’ll see if there is still anyone out there still interested in such displays of…. well, whatever they may be. If nobody comes to call, well, so be it; it’s only cyberspace, & nobody will hear me if I weep. I won’t, though I may wish to. What I will do is this: post, & be damned, even if only by faint praises. In fact, why don’t I just go ahead & do that, with no further nonsense, or sense? Purpose will have to suffice today, & we’ll see what happens in the future. For now….

Shall we Pearl?

“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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Dalton Harris

Image from Twitter.com via Google Images….

Today’s musical choice is from Dalton Harris, a young Jamaican singer, who took the UK by storm this year, with the power of his voice, and his artistry. In every song he performed on the X Factor UK stages, he took an iconic song by megastar artists, & turned it into his own, singing it as if it were written just for him. His vocal range is crazy, reminding me very much of a singer from the golden age of music, by the name of Jackie Wilson. I would say, for as long as he lives, he will be a well-known artist on a world-wide scale. I hope you enjoy this video, which includes all his songs that led him to this year’s winning position in the X Factor talent competition, UK version…. Abondanza!…..

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Funny Bones

Dreaming the way home, lost, unseen,
from the dance, where
he felt so free, and clean.
Sorrow couldn’t find him there.

Waiting, filling up the hours, hoping,
some connection can be found
keeping busy as bees, coping.
Love creeps in, without a sound.

Fat days, skinny nights, passionate
visions of semi-conscious entities,
cannot seem to fully illuminate
or hide our innermost frailties.

Resolute, find the perfect sense, codify
simple rules with every breath
never waiting, anxious to modify.
fear nothing in life, not even Death.

~~ gigoid ~~

5/3/2013

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Naked Pearls

Signposts….

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“It matters not how long you live, but how well.”

~~ Publius Syrus, “Maxim 829” ~~

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“The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their right names.”

~~ Chinese Proverb ~~

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“I cannot teach anybody anything, I can only make them think.”

~~ Socrates ~~

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“There is no heroic poem in the world but is at bottom a biography,
the life of a man; also it may be said, there is no life of a man,
faithfully recorded, but is a heroic poem of its sort, rhymed or unrhymed.”

~~ Thomas Carlyle ~~

~~ Sir Walter Scott, London and Westminster Review, 1838 ~~

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“A smile is the whisper of a laugh.”

~~ Anonymous ~~

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“What difference does it make how much you have?
What you do not have amounts to much more.”

~~ Seneca ~~

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“Are all your stars shining?”

~~ JD Salinger ~~

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There you have it, ffolkes, such as it is. I shall continue my current, if temporary process, & leave it at that. I have a feeling I may try this again quite soon, & like all us humans, I do like to follow my feelings, & try to make them real. Whether or not I can do so remains to be seen, in that oh-so-elusive element of time we like to call the future. Until then, be well, be happy, & enjoy the season. See ya soon, ffolkes…..

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

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

Which is Why….

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

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Yawning for fun, sneezing for profit….

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Ffolkes,

“A quarrel is quickly settled when deserted by one party:
there is no battle unless there be two.”

~~ Seneca (B.C. 3-65 A.D.) ~~

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Winter in California….

Hajime…. Surrealistically speaking, that dog was never near the manger, nor in the vestibule. Of course, all the available evidence speaks only to the extant paradigms, like spice on rice. For most, that will be enough; for others, such as us, ’twill be only a metaphor….

I would say, for my first effort in weeks, if not months, that’s not too shabby. Whether it means anything, or not, is, I should think, a moot point (which is often the only kind we find. More spice on rice, I suppose….) For what is needed today, it will obviously suffice, if it already hasn’t done so. If y’all are saying to yourselves, “what the fuck is he babbling on about?”, I have fulfilled my vow; if you made any sense of any of it, I can officially begin to worry if I haven’t gone too far. But, far be it from me to ever question, or challenge, the total value of pure, unadulterated nonsense, or, as we like to call, real deal BS….

If anyone is also wondering if I’m ever going to pull this together into what might pass for an intro section, well, I guess you’ll just have to keep wondering, because, hey, this is too much fun. A bit tiring, and not at all easy, (you try typing in fast, short bursts, punctuated by howling and cursing…), but, altogether worthwhile, if only to soothe my angst. Not that doing so is either efficient, or. for that matter, necessary, but, hey, it’s all good. I’m just playin’ around, & no animals will be harmed. In fact, the only other animal present seems to rather enjoy the show; she’s not growling at me, & that’s always a good sign….

Okay, that’s enough. I’ve got this pulled together as far as it will go, so, I suppose I’ll stop fooling around & get on with it. Fresh Pearls have been rather hard to come by, so, I’ll cease and desist, though I can’t claim to have had this much fun sitting down for weeks. To aid and abet the furthering of our new cause, I’ll employ my most ruthless technique for moving on, which, is a bit abrupt, but, relatively bloodless. Quick, too; watch!….

Shall we Pearl?….

“A committee is the only known form of life
with a hundred bellies and no brain.”

~~- Robert A. Heinlein ~~

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I don’t know if y’all have heard this group of singers before, or not. If you come here regularly, you will have seen them, as I’ve used this particular piece before; it’s one of my favorite versions of Lenny’s iconic song. On the page where it resides on You Tube, you can find a number of other works by them, any of which is excellent. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do….

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Pentatonix
Hallelujah

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Unbidden, treasure unfolded…

Taken by surprise, Psyche sits numb
Amidst tall phrases worn of elder time
Seeking a not-new place from which to come
No shiny new horizon, nor altered paradigm.

Sudden regrets shape dreams as times maintain
Shades of memories bring poignant clear sight
Visions of duty, each chosen wild campaign
Shouts echoing clamors to enfold the night.

Arisen from less than eternal havens of sleep
Facing moments created in torment and pain
Destiny weighs upon those chosen to keep
As the sparrow flies now to sever the twain.

Faded pathways lead away, hazy and long
Burned out verges, so long unknown
Images of yesterday, clear and strong
Bleed into today, though ’tis but my own……

~~ gigoid ~~

6/13/2012

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Naked Pearls

Don’t forget to remember….

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“In an empty head, you can hear forever….”

~~ Observant Bee ~~

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“The world is no nursery.”

~~ Sigmund Freud ~~

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“An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered;
an adventure is an inconvenience rightly considered.”

~~ G. K. Chesterton, On Running After Ones Hat, All Things Considered, 1908~~

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“It is one thing, to show a man that he is in an error,
and another, to put him in possession of truth.”

~~ John Locke ~~

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“Our mind is capable of passing
beyond the dividing line we have drawn for it.
Beyond the pairs of opposites of which the world consists,
other, new insights begin.”

~~ Herman Hesse ~~

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“There is only one success —
to be able to spend your life in your own way.”

~~ Christopher Morley ~~

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“As long as you live, keep learning how to live.”

~~ Seneca ~~

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Well, it’s finally done. Fortunately for us all, at this point, it’s a relatively automatic process, so, I’ll just stand back, wave & grin, and let it happen organically. Hmm…. can we use that word for what goes on in a computer? Oh, well, that’s a question for another time. For now, let it be enough to say, be well, be happy, and, well, you know…. See ya, ffolkes….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

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A long lesson in humility….

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Ffolkes,

“For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.
For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.
For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.”

~~ Ivan Panin ~~

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Colors of dusk on San Francisco Bay….

Hajime…. For close to seven years, the early hours of the day, before dawn, were the most productive time I spent, in terms of writing. Now I’ve achieved a degree of physical capability impossible for me during that time, I have rejoined the world of the diurnal, going to bed later at night, and arising well after dawn, just like most of the people in the world. While I find the advances in physical well-being quite elevating, I do miss the productive aspects, and some extent, the ‘oddness’ of nocturnal existence. In any case, I have returned, so to speak, to the world of living, and find it intriguing, if not fully exciting. In the words of the dubious one, so be it.

This Pearl, while fresh, and relatively coherent, still lacks any new material, other than the usual suspects, to wit: the old-school pearl section has all freshly chosen elements, as always. The poem, while one of my better ones, is included here today merely to fill in for the half-completed poem which continues to leak out of my head at a ridiculously snail-like pace. The relatively incomplete nature of what has transpired today can be considered as the result of trying to write while actively engaged with Reality…. In short, it’s not working out quite the way I’d hoped. It is, however, done enough to suit my always low standards; while acceptable, it’s not excellent. Well, perhaps that’s hasty, but, feelings don’t care much about that….

Rather than belabor such a less than useful point any further, why don’t we get on with the rest of today’s mess? I know, we’ll use my favorite fill-in phrase to indicate efficient progress is necessary, with whimsy and fervor…. Ffolkes, let’s get this slow on the toad…. BEFORE it implodes, injuring us all….

Shall we Pearl?….

“And as we stand on the edge of darkness
Let our chant fill the void
That others may know
In the land of the night
The ship of the sun
Is drawn by
The grateful dead.”

~~ Tibetan “Book of the Dead” ca. 4000 BC. ~~

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No introduction should be necessary for this artist; anyone who doesn’t know who he is has been living in a dark bubble for many moons. He’s played with just about every famous band and/or musician with a guitar in the world, getting better & better all the time. This is one of my favorite concerts, over an hour of some of the best music you’ll ever hear. Enjoy!

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Eric Clapton
MTV Unplugged 1992

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Illusory Time

Viewed from askance, the river is long;
deep, uncompromisingly intent, swift and strong.
In duality, perception creates our only reality;
such faux metaphoric paradox enforces mutability.

By two we perceive, both zero, and one;
digital, binary, on or off, such fun.
Separate, melded, we exist, knowing not what we know
ego, striving to be solitary, looking above, seeing below.

Furiously asleep, cultural anomaly claims a victim of choice;
validly unconscious, nobody speaks, nary a voice.
Potential escapees stir in dreams, fighting to wake,
until taking the wheel, for their own bloody sake.

Pots boil in due time, when the fire’s hot,
time exists to our advantage; or, not.
The solitary warrior, head bent in pain,
fights on, with, or without gain.

Night fell, day after day it persisted;
of those who knew, none showed any care, or resisted
Angels, ministers, none had any defense, nor grace;
all that remains is a face.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/22/2016

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Naked Pearls

Signs on the Path to being Human….

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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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“My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool;
it gives me all the world and exiles me from it.”

~~ Ursula K. Le Guin ~~

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“The Master doesn’t talk, he acts,
when his work is done, the people say,
“Amazing: We did it all by ourselves!”

~ Tao Teh Ching ~~

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“Not to decide is to decide.”

~~ Harvey Cox ~~

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“Doubt is not a pleasant condition but certainty is an absurd one.”

~~ Voltaire ~~

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“Our care should not be to have lived long as to have lived enough.”

~~ Seneca ~~

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“To see the world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.”

~~ William Blake, “Auguries of Innocence” ~~

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Since I managed to get the intro done in short order, I’m going to apply similar techniques here to bring it home. Besides, at this point in the day, I’m fresh out of anything else to say, or, do…. Rather than play the fool, I’ll play the odds, & leave it at that. I’ll be back in a day or three, with bells on. Maybe. In any case, y’all be well, be as happy as you may be, and remember…. The easy way is always the hardest, so, buckle down & face life, head on…. 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

dozer3

À bientôt, mon cherí….


					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


“If you pray hard enough, water will run uphill.

How hard?

Why, hard enough to make water run uphill, of course!”


~~ Robert Heinlein ~~


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Wild sunflowers….


Hajime…. I had intended this Pearl to be rather a bit more ‘together’, so to speak. However, I’ve been co-opted for babysitting again today, and had to cobble this together fast, while my granddaughter is napping (a pastime I’d love to emulate, but for duty….). I’ve shoved it into basic shape, and all the parts are there, just not with the usual degree of consideration or planning… So be it…


In fact, I am in such a hurry, lest she awaken before I’m done & posted, I’m giving up on any more of an intro; instead, I will now proceed to dump y’all unceremoniously down the page, with no compunction, & no regrets. As noted…. So be it…. I do hope you enjoy today’s effort; it was rushed, but, it’s all there….


Shall we Pearl?….


“A master programmer passed a novice programmer one day.

The master noted the novice’s preoccupation with a hand-held computer game.

“Excuse me”, he said, “may I examine it?”

The novice bolted to attention and handed the device to the master.

“I see that the device claims to have three levels of play:

Easy, Medium, and Hard”, said the master.

“Yet every such device has another level of play,

where the device seeks not to conquer the human,

nor to be conquered by the human.”

“Pray, great master,” implored the novice,

“how does one find this mysterious setting?”

The master dropped the device to the ground and crushed it under foot.

And suddenly the novice was enlightened.”


~~ Geoffrey James, “The Tao of Programming” ~~


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Incredibly late, d/t babysitting duties, thus, default is de rigeur, naturally…. Enjoy!….


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For The Blind Poet, Embraced


I sit to open a vein, exposed in public places,

happy to be written, judging by the faces.


None can see the price so willingly paid,

at the feet of imagination is that cost weighed.


Still shadows of reality shine quite as well

to hide all the bleeding as if under a spell;


While visions and fantasies vie for attention,

hoping to win once-hoped-for final mention.


Technology may or may not rue its day

never knowing or caring its part to play.


All the precious moments of inspiration

Fall ever short of our own imagination.


~~ gigoid ~~


9/30/2012


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Naked Pearls


Like it, or, not….


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“Sometimes there’s no point in giving up.”


~~ Louis Wu. in “The Ringworld Engineers” by Larry Niven ~~


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“Be not diverted from your duty by any idle reflections

the silly world may make upon you,

for their censures are not in your power,

and consequently should not be any part of your concern.”


~~ Epictetus ~~


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“Change your opinions, keep to your principles;

Change your leaves, keep intact your roots.”


~~ Voltaire ~~


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“And though mine arm should conquer twenty worlds,

There ‘s a lean fellow beats all conquerors.”


~~ Thomas Dekker, “Old Fortunatus” ~~


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“Death is the only inescapable, unavoidable, sure thing.

We are sentenced to die the day we’re born.”


~~ Gary Mark Gilmore ~~


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“Life without the courage for death is slavery.”


~~ Seneca ~~


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“and what i want to know is how do you like your blueeyed boy Mister Death”


~~ ee cummings, “Buffalo Bill” ~~


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There you go; that’s all you get, because that’s all I’ve got…. I may or may not be back tomorrow morning; depends a lot on whether or not I’m needed again to ‘sit in’, as it were… I’ll be back, ffolkes; the question of “when?” shall remain unanswered until the appropriate time…. I shall, as you may expect, see you then…. Be well, be strange, and be alert…. all will be well, if you can do so….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


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Ffolkes,


“Each of us visits this Earth involuntarily, and without an invitation.

For me, it is enough to wonder at the secrets.”


~~ Albert Einstein ~~


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Identifiably California….


Hajime…. I can’t remember off-hand, & am too lazy to go find the answer this early, but, I believe it was Plato who once related, “If everyone were to bring their troubles to a common pile, upon seeing them all, most would be happy to take their own, and go away.” On this blog, that particular phrase has found its, perhaps, most genuine believer…. Each of us, in our own way, thinks the pain and difficulty we encounter is the worst; subjectivity lends, apparently, a focusing eye to such matters, much in the way a magnifying glass focuses the small into the large for the ease of our eye…. Yet, when viewed in light of the problems we find others to have, they automatically shrink, in importance, and impact.


My trouble yesterday, which prompted me to blow off the entire day, was merely physical, & self-inflicted, to boot; to be honest, I over-indulged the night before, with a short, but, intense conversation with my old friend Jack Daniels, & spent the day recovering my equilibrium, with 3 naps…. felt good, too….. The only thing I managed to get done was to feed the cat, & find a few pearls for this Pearl, so that, whenever it gets posted, it will go smoothly…. Of course, as we all know, that’s tempting Murphy to take a hand, but, since he usually does, anyway, what the hell…. we’ll take the risk, & the consequences, just like a big boy…..


I am, after all, quite familiar with Murphy’s antics, & know not to offer him much with which to work his ‘magic’. When he does manage to poke us, it’s a good idea to just smile, shake one’s head, & take the lumps; nothing else seems to help any more than that, & is essentially fruitless, anyway, so, why not go with the flow?  Today, the flow is down…. down the page, & on into cyberspace, where you’ll find all the elements of an average Pearl, with above average music, average poetry, & some fine thoughts on Life at Large. All for the cost of an internet connection, & a few moments of your time & mental energy. What a bargain, eh?….


Shall we Pearl?


 


“In a mad world, only the mad are sane.”


~~ Akiro Kurosawa ~~


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One of my blogger friends enjoys classical guitar music, & mentioned a while back he was listening to this artist. Since I hadn’t heard any flamenco in quite some time, I figured he would be a good choice for today. Here is a play list with 200 videos to choose from, featuring the brilliant guitar work of Carlos Montoya…. Abondanza!….


 


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Augmentation: Inner Aye


Distant, peals of thunder, vividly.

Closer, a patter of rain, falling gravidly.

Between the light and the darkness of fear

find merely the remnants of one lonely tear.


Do not hate us, though we have not sinned;

eager for courage, upon whom all hope is pinned.

Tales of insolence, hatred, or fallen virtue

fill us up, not down, in such pristine foreign venue.


Capable hands severed, able hands tied;

the future is angry, all but now denied.

Multiple times, warnings sounded across the pale

nobody heard, nobody came to tell the tale.


Gifted by time, salience fails in epic rhyme;

watchmakers watching, each a separate crime.

Logical solutions refuse to emulsify

forever pretending to cruelly crucify.


Blood will fly alongside pertinent composure,

never seeking, never finding tea, or closure.

Falsely laid trails on mountains of gold

imply no happy endings, no fortunes told.


Ages past have no time for repetition;

further chances only lead to perdition.

Destiny feels a shameful portion of guilt,

for a thousand sand castles, never built.


~~ gigoid ~~


3/2/2016


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Yep, all true….


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“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”


~~ Seneca ~~


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“True dignity is never gained by place,

and never lost when honors are withdrawn.”


~~ Phillip Massinger ~~


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“A good example is the best sermon.”


~~ H. Jackson Brown


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“When the fight begins within himself,

A man ‘s worth something.”


~~ Robert Browning — Men and Women, “Bishop Blougram’s Apology” ~~


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“Anybody remotely interesting is mad,

in some way or another.”


~~ Dr. Who ~~


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“Intellect annuls fate.

So far as a man thinks, he is free.”


~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~


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“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”


~~ Oscar Wilde, “Lady Windermere’s Fan” ~~


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I hope y’all enjoyed today’s journey through the backwash of my mind; I did, if only because now I don’t have to feel guilty for not meeting my self-imposed task. In today’s world, that’s pretty much more than one may expect, so, I’m gonna take it, and run for the border…. which seems to be right here…. Y’all stay strange, ffolkes. It may not always be comfortable, but, it certainly makes things more interesting…. See ya tomorrow, if all goes according to plan….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….



					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,



“Memory feeds imagination.”

~~ Amy Tan ~~


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Urban selfie….


Hajime…. When I arose today, I had hoped to be able to put together this Pearl, & get it posted in a timely fashion. So much for hope. I’ve been up since 3 AM, thanks to the ongoing emotional morass currently engaging my attention at inconvenient moments. Suffice to say, I’m not happy, with myself, or my own responses to what is going on inside. I can only surmise, and, again, hope, this inner conflict will provide me with sufficient opportunity to find the path I seek. We’re all aware, I think, adversity makes us stronger; I can add, I hope it can also make us wiser….


 

Regardless of the progress of the battle, the Pearl still needs to get done, so, I’m pushing on, sans full knowledge of what direction I may take, simply to be able to say I did it, & put a check mark on a completed task. If nothing else, that will provide some hope of its own, enough so to keep up a good front long enough to get done. Sometimes, faking it can be helpful, for us humans; we depend on our imagination so much, we become comfortable with unreality. But, I digress….


 

It’s all there, below; good music, a brand-new poem, ripped out of my plethora of angst, (I still don’t know what it says, but, it often takes some time for the metaphor & allegory to sink in….), and a pretty decent set of old-school pearls, with the usual message of relevance. The only part to be finished is this intro, and the close, which generally goes fast. At this juncture, it is patently clear none of it will happen, at all, unless I do it now, so….


 

Shall we Pearl?



“Men freely believe that what they wish to desire.”

~~ Gaius Julius Caesar (100-44 B.C.) ~~


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A few days ago, I included a concert from these artists, from 1988. As an update, here is a concert from 2015, to demonstrate how their artistic growth never stopped; they only get better with time…. Enjoy!….



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Stealing breath….



Drained of all pertinent apathy, the sleeper rubs away


metaphor from dry colorless eyes, curiously content.


Called to answer, in stentorian tones of patient gray,


evicted, having never paid any rent.



Days go by, followed by endless night;


multiple failures of spirit have been kept on the bubble.


A terrible awareness imparts notice, right & tight,


while dreams fill an empty bower, sans fate, or trouble.



Around and about, reality fades into permanence,


with only a small whimper, no time for fears.


Bumper cars, and spicy gumbo, give us ample evidence


of missed opportunities, but, with attendant tears.



A full moon shines alike upon all who see, yet


offers no resistance, or favor, to the blind.


Life portrays a gravidly salient zenith, hedging its be


tsinking into a future where only death is kind.



~~ gigoid ~~



6/9/2017


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Naked Pearls



Paying attention….



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“Our care should not be to have lived longas to have lived enough.”



~~ Seneca ~~



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“It’s got to be the goin’,Not the gettin’ there that’s good.”



~~ Harry Chapin ~~



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“To achieve the impossible,it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought.”



~~ Tom Robbins, “Jitterbug Perfume” ~~



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“A wise man first determines what is within his control;all else is then irrelevant.”



~~ Epictetus ~~



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“Excess on occasion is exhilarating.It prevents moderation


from acquiring the deadening effect of a habit.”



~~ W. Somerset Maugham ~~



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“Fantasy tells us every wish will come true,


Magic says we can make it come true,


Reality proves every wish does not necessarily come true,


Life is not a fairy tale and magic is only from Hollywood,


The real thing requires patience and determination,


Grit and persistence, desire and vigor,


All applied in very liberal doses.”



~~ James W. King, 1994 ~~



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“If you are beginning to doubt what I am saying,you are probably hallucinating.”



~~ The Firesign Theatre, “Everything you know is Wrong” ~~



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It’s done, & so am I. That also means, so are you. Whether you find that a matter of comfort, or, irritation, is of small matter; though we all tend to think otherwise, how we feel about things has no real effect on them. It can be rather disconcerting, I know, but, it’s the same for us all, & it’s something we all need to accept. Just like we need to accept the time to stop the blather has arrived. In spite of the obvious risks, I’ll do this again. Given my state of mind, trying to predict when would be foolish, & I’m trying to avoid that today; I’ve got enough to deal with without that. See ya, ffolkes….



Y’all take care out there, and May the Metaphorse be with you;


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


and everyone else, too…



When I works, I works hard.


When I sits, I sits loose.


When I thinks, I falls asleep.



Which is Why….



Sometimes I sits and thinks,


and sometimes,I just sits.



gigoid, the dubious



The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.



PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.



“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


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Ffolkes,


“A stiff neck usually supports an empty head.”


~~ Observant Bee ~~


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Leelu, locked & loaded….


Hajime…. I had hoped, upon arising today, to find it within me to write some actual prose here to begin. However, upon entering the trance state I use to search out the appropriate creative urge, I found nothing but a vast, featureless plain, without even any shiny objects off in the distance. Rather than retreat, as I generally do, into paragraph after paragraph of blather & nonsense, I will, instead, accept the limitations I have encountered, & just get on with the posting process. You may thank me later…. or, not, as you wish….


I suppose, in order to earn & deserve any thanks, I’ll have to employ yet another example of a ruthless ending to the intro. I realize it has become rather de rigeur, but, that’s what happens when a blog gets old, along with its author. We just don’t care as much as we used to. But, that’s indulgent speculation, when our intention is to get down the page. Why don’t I make a quick turn, into this little cul-de-sac, where I’ll flip the switch on our old #4, which has served us so well for so long…. That one works like this….


Shall we Pearl?


“My mind to me a kingdom is;

Such present joys therein I find,

That it excels all other bliss

That earth affords or grows by kind:

Though much I want which most would have,

Yet still my mind forbids to crave.”


~~ Edward Dyer (c. 1540-1607) — MS. Rawl. 85. p. 17~~


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When I want to focus my mind on a set task on the computer, this is what I put on. It’s a grand collection of Wolfie’s violin concertos, with what I’ve found to be the best music for such mental gymnastics. It just seems to help my mind relax, and enter the flow of thought with ease…. I hope you find it so yourselves…. Enjoy!….


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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


Grinding the stone….


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“There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry.”


~~ Mark Strand ~~


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“Hello darkness, my old friend,

I’ve come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping,

eft its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision

that was planted in my brain,

still remains

Within the sound of silence:”


~~ Paul Simon ~~


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“Take me disappearing

through the smoke rings of my mind

down the foggy ruins of time

far past the frozen leaves

the haunted frightened trees

out to the windy beach

far from the twisted reach

of crazy sorrow.


Ah, to dance beneath the diamond sky

with one hand waving free

silhouetted by the sea

circled by the circus sands

with all memory and fate

driven deep beneath the waves

let me forget about today

until tomorrow.”


~~ Bob Dylan ~~


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“Nothing in the entire universe ever perishes, believe me,

but things vary, and adopt a new form.

The phrase “being born” is used

for beginning to be something different from what one was before,

while “dying” means ceasing to be the same.

Though this thing may pass into that, and that into this,

yet the sums of things remains unchanged.”


~~ Ovid — Metamorphoses ~~


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“It is the edge and temper of the blade

that make a good sword,

not the richness of the scabbard;

and so it is not money or possessions

that make man considerable,

but his virtue.”


~~ Seneca ~


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“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”


~~ Kris Kristofferson ~~


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“The more I learn, the more I have to learn.”


~~ Anonymous Bee ~~


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Having thus completed my assigned tasks for this morning, I’ll use a bit of compassion, & close it as efficiently as I opened. Perhaps that isn’t the most compelling technique, but, it works for what we need today. I’ll reiterate the usual caveat, to wit: I’ll be back, to spend more time on tinkering with my brain, so as to distract it from going wonky. Y’all are welcome to join me, tomorrow, hopefully, when I’ll do this again. See ya, ffolkes…. Stay alert; it’s getting more than just a little crazy out in the Big Blue Room….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


Kowabunga!


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Ffolkes,


“We never reflect how pleasant it is to ask for nothing.”


~~ Seneca ~~


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Leelu, Dispossessed….


Hajime…. Though the crisis at Lake Oroville’s Dam has receded to precautionary warnings, and the level of the dam’s reservoir has dropped to manageable levels, it continues to rain here in northern California, to the delight of sea birds & other aquatic creatures, and the chagrin of all the spoiled, self-centered denizens of the human culture, most of whom begin whining after one day of such weather. People are getting testy from the lack of sunshine, it seems, though, personally, I enjoy a spot of rainy weather. That’s due to experience, though, which most folks find hard to assimilate into their thinking apparatus….. but, that’s a tale for another day….


For the nonce, let it suffice to say, it’s wet here. The Pearl you’ll find below is what today’s culture would call a ‘mash-up’, consisting, as it does, of the various parts of other, older Pearls, with a bit of original smarm from yours truly thrown in to distract anyone from any uncomfortable questions, or, noticing anything off. Hey, it works like a charm for the government flunkies who infest the airwaves with their BS, to distract the public from what they’re doing in those back offices & darkened conference rooms; why can’t it work for me? No reason, I think, since humans are so adept at NOT thinking; you’d think we’d find something better to do with all this grey matter we’re wasting, but, no…. we just carry it around from toilet to toilet, moving water from place to place while we dither….


If you couldn’t tell, I’m feeling a bit snarky today; it should work well for me when I start working on the huge ‘discussion’ in my temp files. However, to keep it from getting too sticky here, (it tends to get tacky after it sits a while….), I think I’ll just mention the construction alterations I’ve used today, & get on with it….. Most of what you see below was stolen, from a Pearl first posted in mid-2012. The poem is from that date, as is the final section’s old school entry. This is simply to save time, (Smart Bee went on strike again….), and energy, which can be better utilized later today for a walk out in the storm. So be it, he said, grimly. He also said, watch this….


Shall we Pearl?


“Hope is the fawning traitor of the mind,

which, while it cozens with a color’d friendship

robs us of our best virtue-resolution.”


~~ Lee ~~


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French composer Camille Saint-Saens


Today’s musical selection is a two hour collection of violin concertos from this man’s work, which I use a lot to provide myself with music, by which to write. I hope it soothes today, as you read the mess I’ve put together….


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Violin Concertos

Camile Saint-Saëns






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I Speak Not


I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;

There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame;

But the tear that now burns on my cheek may impart

The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart.

Too brief for our passion, too long for our peace,

Were those hours – can their joy or their bitterness cease?

We repent, we abjure, we will break from our chain, –

We will part, we will fly to – unite it again!

Oh! thine be the gladness, and mine be the guilt!

Forgive me, adored one! – forsake if thou wilt;

But the heart which is thine shall expire undebased,

And man shall not break it – whatever thou may’st.

And stern to the haughty, but humble to thee,

This soul in its bitterest blackness shall be;

And our days seem as swift, and our moments more sweet,

With thee at my side, than with worlds at our feet.

One sigh of thy sorrow, one look of thy love,

Shall turn me or fix, shall reward or reprove.

And the heartless may wonder at all I resign –

Thy lips shall reply, not to them, but to mine.


~~ George Gordon, Lord Byron ~~


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Today’s final section is, again, graced with the material used in the Pearl posted on 7/13/2012; it carries a flavor tease, of a part of the massive ‘rant’ I’m working on in my spare moments… I hope you enjoy this little group of pokes, targeting one of humanity’s most persistent delusions….


From July, 2013:


Here then is an old-school pearl…. Strung together, each of these distinct ideas blend to become one scathing exposé of society today…. Just what that exposé consists of is, of course, left as an exercise for the Gentle Reader…..


“And it came to pass that in the hands of the ignorant, the words of the bible were used to beat plowshares into swords…” — Alan Watts


“Religion is the masterpiece of the art of animal training, for it trains people as to how they shall think.” — Arthur Schopenhauer


“What do you mean, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch?” *YOU* are the free lunch!” — Solomon Short


On a sidewalk near Portland State University someone wrote `Trust Jesus’, and someone else wrote `But Cut the Cards’. — Smart Bee


Those Jesus Freaks

Well, they’re friendly but

The shit they believe

Has got their minds all shut.

— Frank Zappa, “The Meek Shall Inherit Nothing”


“Honesty isn’t any policy at all; it’s a state of mind or it isn’t honesty.” — Eugene L’Hote


and last, but certainly not least….


“Apes evolved from Creationists!” — Smart Bee


Well, there you have it…. perhaps a bit less scathing than sardonic, but attractively presented, if nothing else, eh? Don’t forget to offer a cut to the player on your right before you deal the cards ….


🙂


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Hmm… well, it seems to have worked; my efforts, despite their randomness, got me here to the final, closing section, without much hesitation, otherwise known as ‘dithering’, and, more importantly, with sanity, if not completely intact, at least still present. That, in itself, is worthy of celebration; too bad I don’t have any champagne. Since I don’t, I guess I’ll just finish this off, & call it a day. While that may be more rational than the alternative, we’re not choosing to do so for any rational reason. No, sirree, Bob; we’re doing it cuz we’re done to a turn. Rather than stick around, chancing awkward questions or comments, I’ll just say, see y’all later, & hope for the best. Besides, I’ll be back, eventually; maybe it will all make sense, one day. Until then, be strange…. it’s cool out there….


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


“How often I found where I should be going

only by setting out for somewhere else.”


~~ R. Buckminster Fuller ~~


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Cork, Ireland, looking Northwest


Hajime…. Yes, let it begin…. There are some of those reading this today who may not understand much of the following; there are others who may. All of y’all will need to bear with me, as I attempt to impart my meaning without getting overly pedantic, and, without giving away any information I cannot afford, at this time, to part with at all. This will stretch even my prodigious writing skills to the maximum, (hah! for the irony…), as well as most likely sounding relatively obscure. So be it….


As you may have noted, I was entirely absent yesterday; not only did I not post at all, I made no visits elsewhere to comment, and, other than a couple responses to a Twitter feed, spent very little time online at all. I’m busy dealing with the real world, as many more of us really should be doing. Trust me on this; the common human ability to deny reality will, sooner than anyone knows, or realizes, soon become more than merely an annoying characteristic, as it assumes its actual importance, to wit: our own intransigence is going to kill a very great number of us, sooner than any of us think. That’s a sweeping statement, I know, one many will reject out of hand; but, that’s my point, ffolkes.


You, and me, and every one of humanity’s members, have all been ignoring what is important in reality for a long time, and, the price is about to come due…. You might think I’m being overly worried about stuff that can’t be helped, but, that isn’t the case at all. What I am is pissed off, and sad, and very NOT amused any more. A small percentage of mankind has been misusing their own control of the planet’s resources, which they’ve spent millennia hoarding to assuage their own fears of inadequacy, to the point where they’ve, unilaterally, decided most of the planet’s life forms must die, as they’re just too much bother. Sounds odd when stated out loud, but, no odder than the simple fact they’ve actually managed to do it, right in front of the rest of the idiots who refused to pay attention to what is going on around them….


All that said, without ever coming to enough of a point, I’ll just say, my own absence here is due to my own feeble efforts to come to terms with, not just this, but, my own reaction to the knowledge I have accepted as the current new paradigm, which, like any paradigm, will cause much strife and pain when first changing; change, remember, starts with destruction of the old ways…. The world, like it or not, is going to change, drastically, over the next very short period of time; anyone not able to see, or understand this, is simply not paying attention to the things happening right in your own block. For goodness sake, ffolkes; wherever you are, just look outside; you’ll see the changes happening, as the weather goes madder with each passing month.


That’s enough for now. I don’t know if the time I will need to spend away from doing this will be of any help for anyone, but, I must do so to keep my own head up enough to meet my own eyes in the mirror. I may or may not be posting every day, and the contents will be rather random. But, I’ll be around, if only to continue to use this time, and space, to keep my own level of sanity at a point where it is, at least, my own, & not under the aegis of any other soul or group…. I know, obscure, but, trust me, accurate.


All I have today is what you see below. I’ll be back, when I can pull it together enough to do so…. For now, we’ll do this….


Shall we Pearl?


“Better clean death than dirty life.”


~~ Frank Herbert ~~


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Pearls of Virtual Wisdom


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“Nature does not bestow virtue; to be good is an art.”


~~ Seneca ~~


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“The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.”


~~ Percy Bysshe Shelley ~~


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“You can discover more about a person in an hour of play

than in a year of conversation.”


~~ Plato ~~


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“What we know is not as important as who we are.”


~~ Subtle Bee ~~


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“Courage is not the absence of fear,

but rather the judgment that something else

is more important than fear.”


~~ Ambrose Redmoon ~~


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“In a word, neither death, nor exile, nor pain,

nor anything of this kind is the real cause

of our doing or not doing any action,

but our inward opinions and principles.”


~~ Epictetus — Discourses, Book i, Chap xi ~~


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“No human thing is of serious importance.”


~~ Plato ~~


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I’m done for today. I have much to do out in the BBR, so, I’ll get to that. Y’all take care out there. My next post will, perhaps, explain a bit more than this obscure little ditty; we can hope for clarity, yes? Yes. Meantime, stay loose, stay alert, and keep your weapons close at hand…. You’re going to want them soon…..


Y’all take care out there,

and May the Metaphorse be with you;

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

and everyone else, too…


When I works, I works hard.

When I sits, I sits loose.

When I thinks, I falls asleep.


Which is Why….


Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes,

I just sits.


gigoid, the dubious


The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.


PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.


“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch


dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….

					

		
		
	


				
					
	

		

						
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Ffolkes,


“Humor is the best antidote to reality.”


~~ Smart Bee ~~


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Brick at its best….


Hajime…. First, I must apologize to those blogs I follow, where I’ve been mostly absent for a day or two. Yesterday, an old physical demon paid a visit, which has extended into today. I’m doing the right thing to move it along, but, it’s an insidious thing, embedding itself with cold claws that grip, and takes some time to convince to leave. The upshot was, I missed commenting on ANY blogs I’d planned to visit, for which I offer my regrets. I’ll see what happens, but, it could take a day or two to get normal. Let’s hope for efficient methodology results, eh?


All that said, obscurely as possible, to preclude relating details which might just flip switches, I’m going to go directly on, to keep from becoming overly sentimental, or even maudlin. Had enough of that over the birthday celebration, so, I’m cutting down on such indulgences. However I seem to cut it, nothing seems to feel comfortable, so, what the hell, I’m gonna go post this, and be done for today. I may, or may not, be here tomorrow…. I guess that’s another one time will have to tell. It always does.


Meantime, I’m out of ideas for any extensions here, so, I figure we’ll just go do what there is to do, and be off into the day…. On days like today, that looks like this….


Shall we Pearl?….


“All nature is but art, unknown to thee;

All chance, direction, which thou canst not see;

All discord, harmony not understood;

All partial evil, universal good;

And spite of pride, in erring reason’s spite,

One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.”


~~ Alexander Pope ~~


~~ Essay on Man, Epistle i, Line 289 ~~


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I’m in a hurry to get this posted, with no music chosen; hence, our default choice. Try to enjoy it anyway, ffolkes; can’t hurt….



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Fatal Supplication


But what becomes of our deepest dangerous dreams?

Does fantasy rescue any part of life’s imperiled favor?

Reality becomes but silvery pairs of mismatched teams,

Dining with affable elegance, such diffident waste to savor.


Who decides what sorrows to carry bravely to term?

Will fragrant moments of sanity make hasty manifestation?

Only Time’s patient mutability sends messages so firm,

Yet salient impersonal vexation lends credence to ripe imagination.


Can folly bring out sadness and rampant visions of beauty?

What kindness can be found in distant open relations?

With countless faces the dead disturb with dire impunity,

From separate caches of wisdom come simple stylish privations.


Shall shallow emotion serve to provide such explanations?

When does avaricious intensity assume primary focus?

Plain answers slide softly through with multiple mitigations,

While conceptually indignant concepts engage a fatally personal locus.


~~ gigoid ~~


9/20/2012


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Naked Pearls


Observations….


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“Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul when hot for certainties in this our life!”


~~ George Meredith ~~


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“Waiting is.”


~~ Robert A. Heinlein, ‘Stranger in a Strange Land’ ~~


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“Make no judgments where you have no compassion.”


~~ Anne Mc Caffrey ~~


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“If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree

or the wings of a vulture – that is immortality enough for me.

And as much as anyone deserves.”


~~ Edward Abbey ~~


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“Nothing is so bitter that a calm mind cannot find comfort in it.”


~~ Seneca ~~


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“And though the course may change sometimes,

Rivers always reach the sea.”


~~ Led Zeppelin, Ten Years Gone ~~


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“Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.”


~~ Robert Benchley ~~


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That’s all I’ve got, so, that’s all you get. I’ll see what I can do to find something fresh in there to put here, tomorrow. In the meantime, stay alert, ffolkes. It’s getting pretty weird out in the BBR…. I’ll be back, but, no promises on exact times or dates…. Probably tomorrow, if all goes well…. 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….