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Elements of incurable whimsy….

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Ffolkes,

“Reality is just another illusion.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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Leelu, possessed….

Hajime…. Bon jour, mes amis…. Sorry for hopping between languages; just thought I’d give a precursor for what follows, which, today, jumps around more than just a bit. Probably a matter of the jigs & reels I was listening to while putting it together. All in all, it came out fairly well; y’all will have to determine for yourselves whether ’twas worth the effort to keep it in one piece, a not inconsiderable task today. That may sound a trifle obscure, but, that’s just as well; what follows will match that without seeming to try….

I’m rushing a bit, not because I’m late, but, because I can feel the pressure building, & wanted to get posted before having to deal with whatever emotional/internal battles may materialize. Either that, or a poem is about to leak out; I can never tell beforehand which it may be,. Whatever occurs, I’ll deal with it better if I have this done; duty is a matter of ‘needs must, Mr. Wyndigate”, so to speak, & I’ve learned to pay attention to these little warning bells my unconscious mind sends me; I figure I should honor the politeness, if nothing else. Go figure, eh?

I will note my mood feels indestructible today; this is a clear result of having had the opportunity yesterday to spend a couple hours visiting with my son, daughter, and almost two-year-old granddaughter, Zoey. They brought her to see me for the first time since five days after she was born; the sheer delight of her shiny little persona was a lift to my spirits seldom matched in my experience. She’s a sharp little lass, with a delight for life that is plain. When she is with her dad (my son, Cory) she grins non-stop; the only frown she wore came when compelled to leave the playground, & it disappeared at my first ‘quack’…. A sheer delight, which will carry me on a higher plane for some time….

Okay, that’s all I’ve got for now; a lot is going on inside the old brain-pan, so, I’ll let it simmer a while, then deal with the dish it turns out. Y’all are free to watch, though it’s not always pretty. If not, you may also feel free to just get on with it, as I intend to do here, and, now. We’ll do that by applying one of the more ruthless techniques I’ve learned in this process. What technique? Well… this one….

Shall we Pearl?

“I think, therefore I am… dangerous, that is…”

~~ gigoid, in good company ~~

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This morning, I’m going back to my roots. Oh, not ALL my roots; just the Irish part. Here is a collection of traditional Irish music as played in the public houses & taverns. I hope you enjoy it’s vivacity, and the variety of styles…. If not, well, ‘s okay; nobody’s perfect….

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Traditional Irish Pub Music

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This one goes hand in hand with today’s music…. It’s a poem I wrote during the time I was living in retirement poverty, waiting for my SS to be approved, & dreaming of the places I wanted to escape to….. Enjoy!….

Days and Nights of Eire

Comforting, a dream creeps oft into my mind
On the elven hills of Eire lives the vision I find.
Elegant, gracious, everlastingly draped in beauty
Just payment of simple homage lives as joyous duty.

Fairies and druids walk abroad in ghostly parade
Gracing each hearth with its own welcoming shade.
Castles and heroes yet live in tale and song
Proving love for the land in each heart strong.

From cold of winter into glorious young spring
Brown, and gray, to emerald green songs to sing
Soft rains always follow winter’s great tempest
Eire dons its emerald coat from east to west.

Old and strong, connections call out in dreams
Nothing that was known remains as it seems.
Immersion in ancient runes and battle hymns
Offering sanity in place of grievous whims.

Time and place can tell a much different tale
Judgment should never be a final sale.
Yet something solid and real calls me to go see
Where dreams of loving beauty may actually be….

~~ gigoid ~~

11/3/2012

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I’m not certain exactly what happened here in the final, old-school section of today’s Pearl. It started off in one direction, took an immediate turn, then hared off to another, unidentifiable path. All in all, I’d say it works, if one isn’t too picky about where some of it might have been before it got here. I suppose I’d call this one “Odd notes on process & program”…. Then, I’d call it a day, I think….

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“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.”

~~ Sigmund Freud ~~

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“I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

~~ HAL 9000 ~~

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Oops! ‘Twasn’t supposed to do that…. We’ll begin again….

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“Ah said, pay attention, boy!”

~~ Foghorn Leghorn ~~

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“Get a life!”

~~ Saturday Night Live ~~

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“Remember that opportunity is a dare – not a door.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Art is discipline. It’s not breaking rules, it’s creating new ones.”

~~ Callan Williams ~~

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” ‘He deserves death’.
‘Deserves it! I daresay he does.
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life.
Can you give it to them?
Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment.
For even the very wise cannot see all ends.’ “”

~~ J. R. R. Tolkien – The Lord of the Rings ~~

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“There are many things worth living for,
few things worth dying for,
nothing worth killing for.”

~~ from Tom Robbins’ “Even Cowgirls Get The Blues” ~~

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“Reality is only as the mind perceives it,
where yesterday will never arrive and
tomorrow has long since gone.”

~~ Subtle Bee, doin’ his thing ~~

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Okay, then. That was fun…. sort of. Leelu has been very patient with me today; it took longer than either expected, or hoped, & she’s been very good at waiting for attention. That, in itself, requires a lot of mindfulness, as most of her communication is sub-lingual, & needs close attention to catch the clues her cat persona gives me to work with; as such, they are subtle, and fast…. I hope y’all enjoyed today’s interlude, if for no other reason than providing a few moments of either head-scratching, or chuckling; either works for me. I’ll try again tomorrow, with one warning… I’m working on a rant to end all rants (literally, if not figuratively….), which I hope to have done by then. If not, well, stay alert, for it’s a massive treatise, so far, & threatening to grow. For now, I’ll just say, adieu, & hope y’all remain in a place of love & comfort; it’s the best we can expect, mostly. Ta then, ffolkes; I’ll return, as reality allows….

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….

Four signs, but, only two portents….

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Ffolkes,

“Life, like a dome of many-colored glass, stains the white radiance of eternity.”

~~ Percy Bysshe Shelly ~~

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Late blooming rose…

Hajime…. It has been well over a week since I posted a fresh Pearl; my psyche is feeling the buildup of angst quite frequently. Physically, I am still unable to sit for more than a few minutes before the conditions I’m working to improve tell me it’s time to get up again. There is some slow improvement, and a strong hope/plan to see more. For now, it’s all I’m able to do to spend five minutes at the computer before I’m compelled to go do something less sedentary, in a different gravitational configuration than the one sitting places us automatically. It makes writing, as might be guessed, a bit problematic; reading & surfing are also relatively hard to accomplish standing up for any length of time, so, I’m necessarily finding other things to do, all of which are healthier for me, though not as mentally soothing, in the sense of the release it gives my fractured psyche.

As this is being written in short spurts of sitting, I’m hoping to manage to keep this intro smooth, without exhibiting too much of the the broken timing so obviously a part of such a routine. To promote that hope, I’ll quickly issue an apology for missing so many of the posts of those I follow; I hope to be able to get back to it eventually. But, if I wish to live, with any degree of independence, re-establishing my health is of primary importance; I’ve still much to do before my time here is up, & I’d best be getting to it, before that time runs out. I hope to publish a bit more often, but, if not, I hope y’all can forgive me for being selfish to this degree….

I can’t think of any tricks, and I need to get up & move, so, I’ll end this here, & go close it off so I can get it posted. I’ll try to get by some other blogs today, if my time here in the chair doesn’t become too onerous. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy the mess I’ve thrown together for your perusal… For the nonce, we’ll do this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Truckin’, like the do-dah man
Once told me “Gotta play your hand.
Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime
If you don’t lay’em down.”
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me
What a long, strange trip it’s been.”

~~ Truckin’ by Garcia, Weir, Lesh, Hunter ~~

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playing-for-change

I believe this organization is doing as much as anyone in the world to promote peace and goodwill among men. I support them with a monthly donation, and feel I get my money’s worth every time I listen to a new tune…. Nothing better than live music ffolkes, and no better way to spend your time, or money than to hear/buy this music…. Enjoy!….

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Playing For Change

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To fill in this space without resorting to the work of others, thus avoiding any embarrassment for them, here is a poem I wrote exactly five years ago yesterday. Since it’s been raining here for about two weeks straight, it fits right in…. I hope you enjoy it….

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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This pearl came together over several days, managing to maintain its original shape and purpose the entire time. Here then, for your reading pleasure, is a rather classic old-school pearl, with a fine message…. Enjoy….

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“A life without cause is a life without effect”

~~ Barbarella ~~

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You can be happy or you can be miserable – the choice is yours.

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“We turn not older with years, but newer every day.”

~~ Emily Dickinson ~~

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“Fear is the lock and laughter the key to your heart.”

~~ Steven Stills~~

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“For water continually dropping will wear hard rocks hollow.”

~~ Plutarch — Of the Training of Children~~

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“If you cannot find it in yourself, where will you go for it?”

~~ Confucius ~~

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“Death is every man’s final critic. To die well you must live bravely.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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Having completed my task, I shall bid thee adieu, until next time, which, hopefully, will be relatively soon. Compared to recent times, that’s a pretty good bet. See ya when I am able, ffolkes…. Stay 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

Dozer

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Bitter whimsy…

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Ffolkes,

“Rotten wood cannot be carved.”

~~ Confucius ~~

~~ Analects, Book 5, Ch. 9 ~~

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gigoid’s hideaway….

Hajime…. Bitter whimsy, indeed, my friends. It’s been at least three days since I last sat to compose a Pearl, though I’ve spent a little time collecting pearls to use. Most of my time, sadly, has been spent feuding with the powers that be, in the guise of banks, and robotic zombies in service to soulless corporations. As usual, the conflicts in which I’ve been compelled to engage have ended in what can best be called a draw; I get what I need, the myrmidons get confused, and we both feel a bit unsettled afterward. Mostly, it works, though there seems to be little point to any of it.

In fact, if you consider our opening lines from Confucius (the real one, not the one with the weird fake accent everyone uses… this is from the books he actually wrote, back in the days of Lao Tzu and the emperors of various dynasties in China…), taken together with the intro closing quote from Bert Russell, it gives the flavor of how my time out in the BBR has gone, for the most part. Relatively productive in terms of task completion, but, with the concomitant angst and stress from having to deal with mundanes, myrmidons, zombies, and simple idiots, to go along with the more rarely encountered true human, those who are able to display rational behavior, and a human ability to display empathy toward others.

I miss the conversations involved in blogging; in the past six or so years, I’ve met some of the best ffolkes I’ve ever known; several have become very good friends, and I am reluctant to completely give up the time I spend connecting with them. But, I am finding, also, I am less filled with the background of tension that comes from having to soak up so much bad juju, which is hard to avoid if one follows current events. There are literally dozens of issues being played out in the world today, all of which are relatively critical in nature; the failure to meet some of the challenges necessary to resolve those issues will have serious effects on the entire world, including our own species, effects which conceivably lead to our demise as a species. It ain’t pretty, ffolkes; humanity has been ignoring the basic rules of reality for a long time, hoping against hope the delusions/illusions upon which we have based our existence are powerful enough to withstand conflict with the real world. I’m unhappy to report, they aren’t….

But, that’s a rant for another time, yes? Yes. For now, I’m going to once again slough it all onto a back burner, & throw together a Pearl of Virtual Wisdom, just because I can, and, probably should, given the alternative, which none of us should contemplate without a better handle on things…. For now…

Shall we Pearl?

“In the part of this universe that we know there is great injustice,
and often the good suffer, and often the wicked prosper,
and one hardly knows which of those is the more annoying.”

~~ Bertrand Russell ~~

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Image from LIVEmusicblog.com via Google Images

Leo Kottke has been a legendary performer on the 12-string guitar for most of my life; I first saw him in concert in my first year at UC Berkeley, where he blew me, and the rest of the audience, right out of our shoes. Mike Gordon is much younger, but, no less a phenomenon, as a studio bassist, and for the popular rock band, Phish, with Trey Anastasio complementing his bass licks on lead guitar with his improvisational genius. Leo and Mike got together prior to Phish, to play in concert, also making a number of albums treasured by aficionados of great improvisational music…. Enjoy, ffolkes; these are two of the best, having fun together….

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Leo Kottke & Mike Gordon Live

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Adjectives of Quality ~~ Bloody Friday

A baleful lump of ironic introspection
sits upon my shoulder today
leaving traces of fey reflection
with a smattering of true dismay.

Resistance may be futile, many have said,
belief didn’t necessarily follow.
Abnegation of fear marks all bills paid,
leaving such empty threats hollow.

Symbolic courage never sleeps so deeply
as when delusion holds sway.
Bartered virtue, sold far too cheaply,
stands in shame, until honor fades away.

Too many culprits exist to count just one;
all of us bear obvious blame.
Evil is as evil does, only, when it’s done,
it begins again, all same-same.

Nobody seems to care enough to deny the lies.
Ignorant fear rules humanity’s masses.
When evil passes unremarked, innocence dies;
silence equals guilt, leaving only hope’s ashes.

Reality screams; tales of terror unfold,
flames fanned with purposeful malice,
insidious dangers hide beneath atrocity untold
as Gaia weeps into an empty chalice.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/3/2015

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Naked Pearls

Odd, but, true….

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“Everything can be filed under “miscellaneous”.”

~~ Dilbert, Scott Adams ~~

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“There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth:
(1) not going all the way; and
(2) not starting.”

~~ Buddha ~~

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“Freedom is not free. Free men are not equal. Equal men are not free.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves
as the sole cause of all our adversities.

~~ Sophocles ~~

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“As I look at your image,
I see only the light which was not absorbed.”

~~ Mark Middleton ~~

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“It will not out of the flesh that is bred in the bone.”

~~ John Heywood (c. 1565) — Proverbes, Part ii, Chap. viii~~

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“What sane person could live in this world and not be crazy?”

~~ Ursula K. LeGuin ~~

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‘Tis now 0510, which means this process has done its job admirably; I’m still relatively sane, and nobody died in my vicinity, whether due to my action, or inaction. Plus, compared to the general run of mundanes, I’m still sane, and as free as anyone in this sad old world can be. Rather than entertain any opinions of a different nature, I’ll just ease my way off screen, & get on with the re-ordering of my personal reality. It’s a tough job, but, who else will do it, if I don’t? No one. Since that remains the case, I’ll see y’all later; the exact date remains, at this point, a mystery, but, don’t fret, it won’t be too long… It seems to keep pulling at me…. See ya, ffolkes….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

dozer3

À bientôt, mon cherí….

A pimpled list of weight….

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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….

Oatmeal is friendly food….

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Ffolkes,

“In answer to the question of why it happened,
I offer the modest proposal
that our Universe is simply one of those things
which happen from time to time.”

~~ Edward P. Tryon ~~

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Midday light show, La Bufadora, Ensenada…

Hajime…. My purpose here today is single-fold; to get done with this, before I reach complete melt-down mode. I don’t know exactly why I’m in such a state, but, to deal with it most efficiently, it’s best to get this done, & move directly into hunker-down mode, my most powerful state of protective insulation from Reality. I don’t even care much today, so, I’m letting the process dictate the results. I’ve trusted it for this long, so, may as well keep on doing so….

I have nothing stirring in my conscious mind to put into this section; even my unconscious is in limbo. To avoid any accusations of either pandering, or, whining, I’ll just quit trying to be coherent, & get on with what we have for your perusal today. Nothing else to do, but, smile, & get on with it. Smiling may be pushing it, so, we’ll just move on to the latter…. It’s simple, really; this is all there is to it….

Shall we Pearl?

“Do not settle for less than the best your own excellence can command.”

~~ Anne McCaffrey ~~

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bonnie (2)

I’ve had a mad crush on this woman for decades, & still regard her as one of humanity’s treasures, for any number of reasons, most of which she displays every time she performs…. Besides, the year is already 3 days old, & we haven’t used her yet…. Enjoy, ffolkes; I will, so, you may as well, too….

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Bonnie Raitt Live

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Semblance of Time

The dreams and visions of modern times are pallid and pale
filled with fear and loathing instead of joy and wonder.
Reality is aging poorly, submitting less data to loudly regale
Sad faded images lacking substance, or proof of thunder.

Sisters and brothers of nightly performance speak in spite
building up scars to protect, or keep a semblance of sanity.
Knowing illusion is near and dear, steeped in muscular delight
while compassion and intelligence get smothered by humanity.

Loneliness soon became the friend of many sizes of fools
stealing through mazes of social tests as if truly wise, or old
while companies of sterile opportunity are hiding their tools
from anyone who might be feeling even a little bit bold.

Painful momentary flashes seem to outline society’s fate
until soft, heavy monuments to elder gods fall from grace.
We’re all getting tired of being told we’re far too late
and never ever nearing tolerance, nor regaining any face.

A hard message awaits us all when we dare to even stay
of life’s uncaring disposition and curmudgeonly faux heart
Only with the strength of a hero may such tales make way
Only a poet may turn such pain into a valid work of art.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/5/2012

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Naked Pearls

Gentle reminders….

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“Is the glass half empty or half full?
To some the glass is irrelevant.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Grub first, then ethics.”

~~ Bertolt Brecht ~~

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“The higher you climb, the more you show your ass.”

~~ Alexander Pope, “The Dunciad” ~~

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“If one studies too zealously, one easily loses his pants.”

~~ Albert Einstein ~~

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“‘But he hasn’t got any clothes on,’ a little boy said.”

~~ from The Emperor’s New Clothes by Hans Christian Andersen ~~

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“The next best thing to doing something smart is not doing something stupid.”

~~ Flo Capp’s Observation ~~

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“If you can’t change your mind, do you still have one?”

~~ Caroline Malmgren-Davis ~~

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I did it; it’s done. That is, really, all there is to it today. In fact, it’s so done, I’m outta here, with no ups & no extras. Mark this date on your calendars, ffolkes; it’s likely you’ll never see it like this again…. See ya….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Bittersweet are the memories of youth….

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Ffolkes,

” If you see a man approaching you with the obvious intention
of doing you good, you should run for your life.”

~~ Thoreau’s Law ~~

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Sharing Tiki secrets….

Hajime…. Having spent more than five years using this blog process as a means of retaining what sanity I may claim, it seems Reality, in its most significant manifestations, is demanding I give it up, in favor of survival, in a very real sense. The condition in which current Reality has been configured by human culture is beginning to resemble our nature, which is somewhat unstable, a generous description, at best. The population has grown, and continues to grow, beyond the planet’s ability to sustain us in any degree of comfort, showing no signs of establishing any rational limits to its growth.

This, of course, is a self-regulating issue; the problem is, the regulatory process will, in its most basic permutation, kill most of us in its manifestation. We are rapidly approaching the possibility of more than one sort of catastrophic adjustment in Nature, and making no preparations to deal with whatever may occur to bring the population down to a manageable size, or, eliminate us altogether…. Hell, you couldn’t get more than a single percent of that population to admit there may be a problem; they’re too busy creating it to notice…. Homo suicidus, indeed….

Knowing this, I am finding the creation of these Pearls to be, not tiresome, or tedious, but, difficult to justify, in terms of how it may help me to survive. For the time I’ve been writing, it has served me well, as a balm to my injured soul, and, a means of striking back at the demons who live in my head, as a result of my experiences with the violent side of human nature for so long. Now, my sense of danger from the death throes of human culture has reached a critical point, where I must decide whether to continue this process, or, let it go, & do what can be done to prepare for the upcoming disturbances, so clearly imminent in my understanding. A hard rain’s a gonna fall, ffolkes, and I need to replace my umbrella with one a bit more sturdy….

This means, in the near future, I may decide to disappear, as far off-grid as I can safely get to; there are still assessments to be completed, and preparations to be planned & carried out. But, be sure, at some point, I will be ready, and will just go, probably without much of a ripple in the waters of reality. For now, I guess I’ll see if Smart Bee is in a mood to share. If so, we’ll finish up this mess, & post what I’ve got. If not, well, I guess I’ll see what happens then…. For now, let’s do this, & go see what there is to find….

Shall we Pearl?

“Only the half-mad are wholly alive.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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Naturally, since I’m cutting things short today, we’ll go with the first, best classical collection I can find… I hope you enjoy it; if not…. Oh, well. Can’t say I’m not trying….

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Measures of Intent

Hell is never far away; it slips in, then out,
like a ninja, bent on stealth and death.
Living metamorphoses, in the space of a breath,
sordid entropy fills us, within, and without.

Tide turns again; back and forth it tumbles,
like those little wind up toys, yet never stays.
All our efforts, all our silly little ways,
disappear like seaweed, as sanity crumbles.

The duality of reality in which we are firmly caught,
seems to inhabit every part of our natural selves.
Nothing is ever still, nor can it be placed on shelves;
we are dark, and light; balance must be taught.

Life is lived only one moment at a time,
past and future have no power to alter this at all.
We can choose to fly, or choose to fall;
finding truth, and beauty, can never be a crime.

~~ gigoid ~~

12/14/2015

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Naked Pearls

Notes on Process and Program….

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“Civilization is fun! Anyway, it keeps me busy!!”

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

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“Fate is a river; free will is a paddle.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“I don’t believe that life is supposed to make you feel good,
or make you feel miserable either.
Life is just supposed to make you feel.”

~~ Gloria Naylor ~~

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“Nobody can give you wiser advice than yourself.”

~~ Cicero ~~

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“Joy is wealth and love is the legal tender of the soul.”

~~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~~

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“I believe that it is better to tell the truth than a lie.
I believe it is better to be free than to be a slave.
And I believe it is better to know than to be ignorant.”

~~ H. L. Mencken ~~

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“Death is not the greatest loss in life.
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”

~~ Norman Cousins~~

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Well, I pushed it, shoved it, patted it, and lied to it (no, just kidding…), and, well, it’s done. I won’t deny I did it, but, I’m pretty sure I won’t be sending it to the Pulitzer Committee, either. Since it IS done, I’m going to go find other stuff to do. I will also say, I’ll probably be back tomorrow; still too much to be done before I can get away as I wish, so, I may as well use the process to blow off any built up insanity that may accrue. Or, not; time will tell, won’t it? It usually does. Me, I’m outta here…. See ya, ffolkes, if I don’t explode first….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Palliative measures, stat….

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Ffolkes,

“Integrity has no need for rules.”

~~ Albert Camus ~~

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Weed in bloom….

Hajime…. As noted in yesterday’s post, a battle rages at my house. There have been casualties, on both sides, with no clear victory. For the nonce, a truce has been negotiated, which we hope will last long enough to post this mess, before once again taking up our shields, to re-enter the fray. It’s a tough assignment I’ve assumed, but, nobody else can, or will do it. So, whatever happens here, and now, is what it is, & it will have to do. Hence, the title for today’s effort, which has more to do with reality than we generally allow, or prefer. As noted, it is what it is.

Further, that’s all it is. And, that’s all this is, which, as you see, is done. Well, the intro part, anyway. I’m using my temporary powers to move this along, before I give in to the temptation to try to actually write something memorable. In fact, I’m usurping all routine measures, & going straight to the executive scissors method, which is ugly, but, it’s fast, and leaves no traces. None we’ve been able to find anyway. For now, look over there, & you’ll see it working. Watch close, or you’ll miss it….

Shall we Pearl?

“Reality is a cliche from which we escape by metaphor.”

~~ Wallace Stevens ~~

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I used this collection a few days ago, and liked it so well, I’m using it again. If you listen all the way through, you’ll end up hearing music from most of the movies with which you grew up…. It’s all in there, ffolkes. Enjoy….

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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

A different path to the same place….

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“This is now. Later is later.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“Every beginning is a consequence.
Every beginning ends something.”

~~ Paul Valery, French poet ~~

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“We are all born mad. some remain so.”

~~ Samuel Beckett ~~

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“As great scientists have said
and as all children know,
it is above all by the imagination
that we achieve perception,
and compassion,
and hope.”

~~ Ursula K. LeGuin ~~

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“I’m not confused, just well mixed.”

~~ Robert Frost ~~

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“Morality is moral only if it is voluntary.”

~~ Lincoln Steffens ~~

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“To laugh often and love much,
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to give of oneself;
to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition;
to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sing with exultation;
to know even one life has breathed easier:
this is to have succeeded.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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Our introductory section today ended rather abruptly, for which I will not apologize. I shouldn’t need to, as, look where it got us. We are here, at the end, where we intended to be, without losing any passengers, or any essential pieces. That is good enough for me; it will have to be for the rest of y’all, for, that’s it. That’s all. We’re done, so, you can leave now, with our standard caveat, to watch out in the morning, so none of the usual splash heralding our arrival gets on your clothing. It’s been known to cause holes in the very fabric of reality….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Yet another hallucination to talk to….

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Ffolkes,

17. “When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.”

~~ Instructions for life ~~

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“Sphere Within A Sphere”, Trinity College, Dublin

Hajime…. Officially, the celebration of this date among those in the world who embrace Christianity as their personal form of religion (delusion), began a bit over 9 hours ago, when it passed midnight in Greenwich, England. For me, that’s fortunate, for it means I now have only 16 hours more to remain secluded; it should be safe for me to go out and about by the time this part of the world goes dark for the day. SIGH…. I hate to be stuck indoors on what promises to be a fairly bright, if cool day here in California, but, it’s best for everyone if I avoid crowds, or the chance of too much interaction with the natives on such a day. My patience, as I found yesterday on my long walk, is just about gone; if I hear one more ‘cute’ version of Jingle Bells, the results could be catastrophic… & not just for me….

It’s a good thing I treasure, and enjoy my solitude; if I find a need to leave the house today, I’ll talk myself out of it, without the attendant guilt, which is, in the final analysis, merely a remnant of early conditioning, long thrown into the trash heap of luggage left behind. I’ve come to terms with the fact of my own difference from those I call ‘mundanes’; it’s too bad they don’t seem to be able to do the same. A bit of reciprocity is a good thing in life, for it mimics reality by it’s flexible amiability, and willingness to just ‘be’…. but, that’s okay, too. They can’t help being the way they are; they gave up thinking for themselves when they accepted the idea of having been the lab experiment of some supernatural, misogynistic bully, who generally seems to display the manners of a two-year-old….

But, that’s just me, I guess, & I don’t hold their belief against them. I also, however, try not to use it against them, by taking advantage of their gullibility any more than is necessary for personal security (which is more than can be said of their ‘preachers’ who use their belief to manipulate their minds endlessly, and shamelessly. If there is a viable candidate in reality for feeling guilt, they are the ones who deserve it….). It isn’t very hard, for they’ve been conditioned since they first learned to understand their own language, by their parents, first, who pass along their own conditioning, then by peers also under the thrall, and, by the clergy, the bureaucrats, the predators of humanity, who use these ‘mundanes’ as their own personal slaves…

Hmm… this has turned a bit rantish, hasn’t it? I really didn’t mean to get into a discussion of what I consider the futility of such religious holidays this morning; when I sat down I had the intention of going humorous. I guess, in thinking about how much religion has stolen from humanity, including much of our potential, and any hope for change unless stopped, it gets to my sense of justice, and, voilá, I rant. Oh, well. So be it. I’m a curmudgeon, and I don’t buy any of the bullshit they’re trying to sell. It’s my own thing, and, to keep from alienating anyone who feels the need for such nonsense as conflict, with attendant emotional investment, regarding ideas (the sure mark of a mundane, to my mind….), I’ll cease and desist, here, and now…. Besides… We have better stuff we can do; the Pearl for today is, if naught else, highly entertaining….

We have some rather fine music, (unless you’re tone deaf, or, deluded, you’ll like it….), a decent, if somewhat metaphorically metaphysical poem, and the usual collection of wisdom from the sages of the ages. It’s kept me (relatively) sane for the past couple hours, putting it together, so, it’s all good in my book. I’ve read enough of that book now, so, why don’t we get the slow on the toad, eh?….

Shall we Pearl?

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

~~ Charles Baudelaire ~~

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Don’t bother asking, because I can’t explain it. As I pondered what music to include today, all I could hear was this man’s voice. Since it’s one of the finest voices to ever lift itself in song, why not? I hope you enjoy it; I picked a collection with most, if not all, of the cuts from A Black and White Night, one of the most incredible performances ever seen by some of the best musicians alive, or dead, ever to play & sing together, with Roy’s brilliance leading the charge…. Incredible is one of the few words that can come close to describing this night’s music…. Abondanza!….

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Stray Cats

The veils that billow and fold
between dreams and reality
may sometimes part,
showing the visions of one to the other,
blending, bleeding as one,
only to bring us up short,
closely jammed against immovable fate.

Still, we keep our watch,
seeking to find the vision
that brings with it the mark of reality’s regard,
a humble mind, and a compassionate heart.

Events of broad impact draw us away again,
distracting with shiny glitter and tinny music,
leaving our feelings raw and bruised,
the victim of universal disregard.

Now, in the twilight of years, the music is fading,
and the glitter has all gone….
yet the memory of visions remains sharp and clear,
melancholy reminders of reality’s promises,
unkept….

~~gigoid~~

4/12/2013

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Naked Pearls

All paths lead to, and, from here….

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“Confusion is the only true road to understanding.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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“In matters of belief, he who is absolutely sure he is right
is almost certainly dead wrong.”

~~ Kelvin Throop ~~

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“If you cannot find peace within yourself,
you will never find it anywhere else.”

~~ Marvin Gaye ~~

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“In order to be, never try to seem.”

~~ Sagacious Bee ~~

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“Happiness depends upon ourselves.”

~~ Aristotle ~~

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“When the ten thousand things are seen in their oneness
We return to the source to remain where we have always been.”

~~ Seng Ts’un. ~~

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“Do you know that disease and death must needs overtake us,
no matter what we are doing?
What do you wish to be doing when it overtakes you?
If you have anything better to be doing when you are so overtaken,
get to work on that.”

~~ Epictetus ~~

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I find myself, again, at the end, without knowing fully what I did to get here. But, the process is one I’ve learned to trust, (with qualification, of course…), which means I can bring it to a successful close, should I so choose. And, I do. So choose, that is. In fact, I’m done, and, I’m gone…. until tomorrow, naturally, when I’ll be back to torment, er, entertain y’all once again. Just try to stop me….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

The 11th of whatever….

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Ffolkes,

“The measure of a man’s life is the well spending of it, and not the length.”

~~ Plutarch — Consolation to Apollonius ~~

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Fun with blankets….

Hajime…. Were I in any way normal, I’d still be in bed. Since I’m neither of those, I’m up, again, staring at the blank screen, wondering what the hell I’m going to write about to bring some joy into the lives of my Gentle Readers. I’m pretty sure such joy isn’t why most of my readers come here; it is, after all, in generally short supply anywhere in the world, and, here is not the exception. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t make it at least a temporary goal, right? Right. Doesn’t mean we’ll be successful, either, but, since any failure is just another way to find out how to succeed, we’ll give it a shot, & see what happens….

Okay, so, this isn’t happening, is it? I’ve just spent five full minutes, trying to figure out how to do what I wrote above, and, for the life of me, drew a bigger blank than I started with today. Go figure, eh? More proof of Murphy’s presence in my life, I suspect, but, rather than give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s done it to me again, I’ll cheat a little, by completely ignoring him altogether. I can do it, if I make an extreme effort, which, given the current stat of this intro (to wit: completely lost…), is pretty much mandatory, if we wish to get through this, at all. Here goes….

Well, that didn’t work, either. Still no ideas bursting through the fog to supply us with the means to finish this. Rather than continue to batter myself about the head and shoulders, I think I’ll resort to this old literary trick a friend showed me the other day. It works like this…..

Shall we Pearl?….

“To see what is right and not to do it, is want of courage.”

~~ Confucius Analects ~~

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I know I’ve used this video previously, but, oh, well… It just happens to be one of my favorite sessions, period, which I turn to whenever I want to hear some great guitar work. Since that’s what I want, that’s what you get…. I think we can all live with it….

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Eric Clapton
Unplugged

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Random Exposure

If I only knew what I was doing here,
I could give others a clue.
Reality gets stranger every year,
and I’m not sure what I should do.

Singing happy old tunes, in an old, gravely voice,
gives me a lot of pleasure.
I’m only glad I can still make a choice,
to look at life, to take its measure.

Memorable moments keep passing by
gilded, framed in precious emotion.
I never have to ask anyone why,
no need for a stronger potion.

Everything in life is clear, to me
there is no doubt, no misunderstanding.
We’re all good, as you can see,
members of Life, in good standing.

Life can be hard, or it can be great fun;
the right path is there for each of us to take.
That choice is often a difficult one;
pay close attention to the choice you make.

~~ gigoid ~~

4/22/2013

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Naked Pearls

Walking the walk….

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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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“But my dear man, reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.”

~~ Alan Watts ~~

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“And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium”

~~ T.S. Eliot ~~

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

~~ Erich Frohm ~~

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“Some people never find it
Some only pretend, but me
I just want to live happily ever after
Every now and then”

~~ Jimmy Buffet ~~

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“Become what you are.”

~~ Buddha ~~

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“You’re at the end of the road again.”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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Sorry about the abrupt exit from the intro; if I hadn’t done it when I did, we probably would never have made it to this point. Since we have, I’ll again take advantage of circumstance, to take my leave, letting y’all get on with your day. Hopefully, our efforts here today have enhanced your ability to address reality for the day; if not, well, we’ll refund every penny you paid. Hah! On that note, I’ll bid thee adieu, with the standard caveat, to wit: I’ll be back… It’s probably best if you note that in your calendar….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

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The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Drop the orange, mate, & step away from the termites….

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Ffolkes,

“When the only choices are win or lose, everyone loses.”

~~ Limon ~~

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Yes, I’m still mad….

Hajime…. Thus begins another day, in which we pursue our explorations with vigor and enthusiasm. Sure we do; we also tend to stretch truth to imitate reality, as we find it. Of course, such interference with reality comes with consequence, but, we’re always prepared to accept whatever is necessary to find the true nature of what we perceive. Sounds noble, as well as fruitful, though it is seldom both at once, or, even singly. In truth, we often can’t find it at all, spending such mornings in practicing the distractions so useful in manipulating the human mind. Hey, if a sociopathic narcissist can get away with it, it’s certainly within our capabilities, right? Right.

I see I’ve done it again. Defining ‘it’, should I choose to do so, might not be in my, or your, best interests, so, I’ll just pretend none of that ever happened, just like a real politician, or, a cat, both of which I’ve observed my entire life. Though I cannot honestly say I’ve ever tried to emulate the former, the latter can teach us a lot, about how to get one’s own way, or, how to just get along, through the consistent use of denial. Doing so probably doesn’t help our karma to improve, but, what the hell, it keeps us out of jail, most times. Always a good thing; jail’s not much fun. Or, so I’ve heard….

I’m wandering. In my head, and on the screen; I can feel it, in the way my mind fuzzes over, every time I make another attempt to bring some coherence to this missive. I suppose it would be best to get the slow on the toad, for it’s looking very much like I won’t be approaching any such clarity today. Since there’s little to be done about that, given the circumstances, let’s just use our favorite trick, and get on with this, before it gets any weirder….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Having found Truth, I search for Fantasy.”

~~ Subtle Bee, channeling gigoid again ~~

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Image from fanpop.com via Google Images

I’ve always enjoyed this woman’s music, as well as her obvious intelligence, which she displays each time she plays, or speaks…. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have….

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Sarah McLachlan
Lilith Fair

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Raging at Aging

As old as you feel, we are told, is old as you are,
custom assures such vision will carry us far.
Reality begs to differ, may it be so bold
it is really quite painful, and very, very cold.

The power and strength felt in our halcyon youth
desert us with age, yet another unwelcome truth.
Irony rules our time here on this bountiful earth
as we reflect the changes over time since our birth.

As physical powers fade from this fragile shell,
we learn our mind can serve us quite as well.
The strength that once filled our bones and hearts
is now applied by our will, to more arcane arts.

Life’s greatest gift is our freedom of choice
no matter how often we forget, we still get a voice.
Energy, or apathy, by our will we may choose,
failing to do so, our only way to lose.

Each of us lives in the grip of time and space,
always seeking our balance, our own chosen place.
One must accept reality, for it is true at the core,
all we can do, is all we can do, and nothing more.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/17/2012

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Naked Pearls

You know what to do….

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“We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.”

~~ Kahlil Gibran ~~

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“How you do anything is how you do everything.”

~~ Zen proverb ~~

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“True fearlessness is not the reduction of fear; but going beyond fear.”

~~ Chogyam Trungpa ~~

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“This is as true in everyday life as it is in battle:
we are given one life and the decision is ours
whether to wait for circumstances to make up our mind,
or whether to act, and in acting, to live.”

~~ General Omar Bradley ~~

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“Think of doubt as an invitation to think.”

~~ Dubious Bee ~~

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Knowledge is gained by learning; trust by doubt; skill by practice; and love by love.”

~~ Thomas Szasz ~~

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“So ends the bloody business of the day.”

~~ Alexander Pope — The Odyssey of Homer, Book xxii, Line 516 ~~

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In spite of repeated attempts by the cat to distract or interrupt, it’s done. I’m going to do something really rare today; I’ll end it without any of our usual contortions. All I’ll do is, say goodbye, (Goodbye!….) and be on my way, with the standard caveat, to wit; See y’all tomorrow….

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….