Ornate displays of prurience….

Posted on September 16, 2018 by gigoid

Ffolkes,

“In the bigger scheme of things,
the universe is not asking us to do something,
the universe is asking us to be something.
And that’s a whole different thing.”

~~ Lucille Clifton ~~

Southern entrance, Trinity College, Dublin….

Hello, again. I’m back, after taking a day to completely vegetate; don’t know why, I just did. It may have something to do with waking up to an ant invasion yesterday, which completely ruined my morning. After the battle was over for the time being, my mood had gone into the dumpster, so, I spent the day just puttering & staring at various mind-numbing old TV shows (Have Gun, Will Travel, old British drawing-room mysteries, etc….). While entertaining, it wasn’t very conducive to writing….

My mood has improved, enough so to finish the little Pearl I had begun, so, I’m going to get it posted, sans any further attempts to try to write anything coherent or compelling, just so I can feel I got SOMETHING done today, thus consigning yesterday to the trash heap, where it belongs. I won’t even try any tricks here in the intro, to either garner your sympathy, or to rationalize my absence, or my return. We’ll merely say, it is what it is, and so be it. To make completely sure it doesn’t get away from me, we’ll also do this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Gird your grid for a big one!”

~~ Firesign Theater, “I think we’re all Bozos on this bus!” ~~

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Angelina Jordan

Image from Facebook via Google Images

A bit over a year ago, while cruising You Tube for new artists, I came across this young girl’s videos. In 2014, at the age of 7 years, she entered & won Norway’s Got Talent, & has continued to amaze audiences wherever she performs ever since. In contrast to the other young artist I included some days ago, this young lady sings jazz, R&B, & soul music with such passion, her soul must be a thousand years old…. Here is a video of her at age 10, performing the Nina Simone version of “Feelin’ Good”…. amazing talent…. Enjoy!

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This is the last poem I wrote, more than four months ago; I’ve been unable to write any more since then. I’m posting it today in the hope of breaking that pattern, so, please bear with me. I hope you enjoy it….

The Journey Becomes The Destination

We eat life, with every glance, every breath,
purposefully consumed to fill our amorphous need;
Every taste inebriates imagination, subtle as death,
waiting for us all, echoing life’s passionate greed.

Who wants to live forever?
Why do we think it matters?
We all live forever;
we always have.

Entropy becomes serendipity, grace made real;
intricately simple, infinitely complex instants are born,
passing review only until freed, fluid stainless steel
flowers, upon ancient crowns, never shorn.

All that is,
always was;
all that is,
shall always be.

Metaphor, and all its ilk, becomes lost in mystery’s lure,
until illumination consumes the capacity for truth.
Adversely, reaction sits in, replacing true rapture
with sad remnants of one old telephone booth.

Only in darkness
can we see the light.
Only in silence
can we hear the music.

An ancient muse seeks proper language, forever remote;
within the within, without entering without.
Improvising life works as if learned by rote,
the same as in dreams, no doubt.

~~ gigoid ~~

2/10/2018 to 4/9/2018

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Naked Pearls

Points to Ponder….

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“Humankind cannot stand very much reality.”

~~ T.S. Eliot ~~

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“The wisest man is generally he who thinks himself the least so.”

~~ Boileau ~~

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“I slept and drempt that life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was duty.
I acted and beheld that duty was joy.”

~~ Rabindranath Tagore ~~s
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Narim: “What your mind doesn’t know, your heart fills in.”
Carter: “I don’t know what that means, exactly, but it’s beautiful.”
Narim: “Which is exactly what it means.”

~~ from Stargate ~~

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“Certainly, virtue is like precious odors,
most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed,
for prosperity doth best discover vice,
but adversity doth best discover virtue.”

~~ Bacon (1561-1626), Of Adversity ~~

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“…happiness is the highest good,
being a realization and perfect practice of virtue,
which some can attain, while others have little or none of it…”

~~ Aristotle ~~

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“Even a fool knows that you can’t touch the stars,
but it doesn’t stop a wise man from trying.”

~~ Judge Harry T. Stone ~~

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Thankfully, that went fairly well, given the extant handicaps, all of which are self-inflicted. I promise, the next Pearl you see will show some improvement, if only to the content, if not the intent. For now, I’ll just say, be well, be happy as you may be, and present the world with your best version of strange; it’ll thank you for it. Ta, ta, then, ffolkes….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Bursts of artificial sanity….

Posted on September 14, 2018 by gigoid

FFolkes,

“Do not protect yourself by a fence, but rather by your friends.”

~~ Czech proverb ~~

Sunset over the Sea, off the coast of Scotland….

Howdy, y’all…. Since returning to the blog world, things have proceeded better than expected. The only part with which I’m not completely happy is my own lack of original material; it seems my muse isn’t quite done with her/his/its vacation yet, & there’s little I can do, at this juncture, to summon them home. Ah, well, at least the old-school pearls are flowing along nicely. I can only hope a new poem is percolating, while I work on a new expository outburst. One may only hope some little bit will be forthcoming….

Until that happens, I am, it seems, limiting myself to refining the process, and that seems to be going well enough to not make any changes. In fact, it also has been working to use a bit of moderation here in the intro, depending on the content below to fulfill whatever misplaced urges for approbation I may feel. I trust y’all will let me know how that’s going at some point. Until such a time, how about we stick what seems to be working best, which looks like this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Go often to the house of a friend;
for weeds soon choke up the unused path.”

~~ Scandinavian Proverb ~~

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Thanks to the demo going on in the downstairs apartment, I am having a bit of difficulty deciding on a musical selection. Since I am as much of an egotist as anyone else, and it’s my blog, I decided to go with one of my own favorites, to wit: all six Brandenburg concertos, by Johann Sebastian Bach. This version is from the Orchestra Mozart, Claudio Abbado conducting. Enjoy!….

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Honorable Request

Days, filled to a brim with fluff and time, pass
dimly into memory, bit by combative bit;
ever mournful, yet loud with life and sass,
only in dream do we meet, and dance, and flit.

Souls, spinning ’round in gleeful wonder, comply
as they must, never given a reason;
somberly proper, yet limber and quite spry,
dancing on to greet each bright new season.

Storms, angered by apathetic care, rage
proceeding into ministerial glare, unknown;
clothed in colors, purified solely with sage,
past an infinite future, already flown.

Life, plumbed to its depths and secrets, keeps
flowing with currents, strong and fairly found;
love stands, asking release, as it slowly weeps,
seeking refuge unasked, to stay honor bound.

~~ gigoid ~~

10/13/2012

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Naked Pearls

Caution: Curves ahead….

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“The wake does not drive the boat.”

~~ Alan Watts ~~

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“Everyone who becomes conscious of
even a fraction of his unconscious
gets outside his own time and social stratum
into a kind of solitude.”

~~ Carl Jung ~~

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

~~ Anne McCaffrey ~~

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“That nature only is good
when it shall not do unto another
whatever is not good for its own self.”

~~ Dadistan-I dinik, Zend-Avesta, c. 700 B. C. ~~

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“He who has so little knowledge of human nature
as to seek happiness by changing anything but his own disposition
will waste his life in fruitless efforts.”

~~ Samuel Johnson ~~

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“I want to beg you, as much as I can, dear friend,
to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart
and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms
and like books written in a very foreign tongue.
Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you,
because you would not be able to live them.
And the point is, to live everything.
Live the questions now.
Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it,
live along some distant day into the answer.”

~~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~~

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“In these matters the only certainty is that nothing is certain.”

~~ Pliny the Elder ~~

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Though suffering slightly from immoderate truncation, it’s done. Not too shabbily, either, if I do say so meself. In short, I’ll take it, & make my run for the border (that’s the border of sanity, if you hadn’t guessed by now….). I’ll do it again, soon, which you may regard as either a threat, or a promise. In any case, I’ll be back, post haste. Bide thy time, but, hold not thy breath until I can do so, please? Be well, & happy as you may. You may also emulate my example, and just as strange as you can possibly be; trust me, the Universe will reward you for it…. 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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

As if….

Posted on September 13, 2018 by gigoid

FFolkes,

“Seek not happiness too greedily, and be not fearful of happiness.”

~~ Lao-Tzu ~~

Big Ben, et al..,, London, England – 2013…

Even though I had cobbled together the necessary parts for a complete Pearl, I wasn’t going to post today, for the simple reason I had too much to do out in the BBR to sit long enough to compose anything fresh, such as an intro, or the discussion of Labels upon which I’ve been cogitating. However, the events which occurred as I engaged reality were, sadly, bigger than me, ending in more drama than I care to even consider, much less experience. My bozoid over-reaction has sent me into the wind, so, I thought, why not?

For me, it’s most likely a good thing, if only for the short term. For y’all, well, as usual, you’ll need to make your own judgments on that. In the extremely short term, practically in the moment, it means this….

Shall we Pearl?

“Everything that irritates us about others can lead us
to an understanding of ourselves.”

~~ Carl Gustav Jung ~~

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Johann Strauss

Image from Wikiwand via Google Images

As has been made clear in the past, I love classical music. This composer is one everyone has heard of, even if they don’t know it; his Blue Danube Waltz may be the most well-known piece of music of all time, though that is a guess, based on only experience. In any case, today I’ve included a compilation of a number of his best and/or most famous works, which I hope you enjoy as much as do I….

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A Failure to Germinate

Marking the days in elements of sad disarray
only holds me thrall, as I laugh while I may.
With cold, hard hands so impatient and cruel
pulling me to this vale of tears, a pathetic old fool.

Feelings sit silent, cast in shadows and light
breaking forth to implicate such vengeful might.
Just below the surface they patiently hide
to sally forth bravely, colors bright as they ride.

Tears and pain transform valued assets in hand
while comfort and serenity retreat to a far land.
Bold, bright patterns of hope garnish my ruinous state
until reality enters, full of disdainful portions of hate.

I sort out the illustrious measures of vision gone mild
only to find them transformed, now vicious and wild.
In my deepest desires I find myself calloused and cold
with faithless advocates whose souls have been sold.

My search finds little to support any hope of relief
far too much time has passed to bolster such belief.
The sad becomes real, and real becomes unfounded
until flights of such fancy are all dead, and grounded.

Nature has informed me of the newly hatched crime
of which reality boasted proudly, time after time.
The last answer we think of is always the best
as we come to terms with fate, our hope at rest.

~~ gigoid ~~

9/27/2012

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Naked Pearls

Random Notes….

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“Think not that thy word and thine alone must be right.”

~~ Sophocles, “Antigone”, 706

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“All that is harmony for thee, O Universe, is in harmony with me as well.
Nothing that comes at the right time for thee is too early or too late for me.
Everything is fruit to me that thy seasons bring, O Nature.
All things come of thee, have their being in thee, and return to thee.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, “Meditations”, iv, 23 ~~

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“Do not speak of what men deserve.
For we each of us deserve everything,
every luxury that was ever piled in the tombs of the dead Kings,
and we each of us deserve nothing, not a mouthful of bread in hunger.
Have we not eaten while another starved?
Will you punish us for that?
Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate?
No man earns punishment, no man earns reward.
Free your mind of the idea of *deserving*, of *earning*,
and you will begin to be able to think.”

~~ Odo, The Prison Letters (Ursula LeGuin,”The Dispossessed”)

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“We live in the kind of world where courage is the most essential of virtues;
without courage, the other virtues are useless.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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“Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other.”

~~ Euripides, Orestes (408 BC) ~~

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“From out of all the many particulars comes oneness,
and out of oneness come all the many particulars.”
— Heraclitus

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“Random” was a better choice than I knew. Who would? Not I, for sure and for certain. The best thing is, it’s done. The next best (well, maybe….) is, I’ll most likely do it again, soon. For the nonce, this is not only the best I can do, it’s all I can do. You know how that goes, right? Okay. Be well & happy as you may be, ffolkes…. ‘Twould also be for the best if you remained as strange as possible. Trust me on this….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Falling into partial disarray….

Posted on September 9, 2018 by gigoid

Ffolkes,

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
and the winds long to play with your hair.”

~~ Kahlil Gibran, “The Prophet” ~~

Scenes from a train

Willamette River, Oregon

Yesterday, I got distracted by various spirea, (not really shrubs; it’s just a beautiful word, & works well as a metaphor…), a not unusual happenstance for me. In this case, it only means I once again didn’t finish the exposition upon which I’ve been working. In the normal way, this has telescoped through time to this morning, with yet another minor alteration in the content for today’s mess, which we laughingly call a blog. I did manage to piece together a pretty good, if somewhat incomplete Pearl, so, I suppose that’s something, and, better than any of the alternatives I can think of….

In order to maintain any possible remaining chances at dignity, I suggest we forgo any of my usual pathetic attempts at humor, & move on. I DID manage to remember the final pearl for this section, missing since my return to an on line presence. I imagine nobody but me even noticed, but, hopefully, you will now. With that said, to little purpose beyond taking up a bit more space, we will now exercise the discipline we have on hand, loose as it is….

Shall we Pearl?

“Humans are very peculiar.”

~~ Perceptive Bee ~~

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Etta James

Image from YouTube via Google Images…

Today, I feel like hearing Etta. I make no excuses for this; I consider her one of the finest singers to ever take the stage. Here is a compilation of some of her best live performances…. Prepare to be affected, ffolkes; her voice can rip your soul to pieces if you’re not prepared…. Enjoy!….

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Premises, premises….

Tricked, I stumble, and I fall
dreaming, through an abandoned palace.
Frightened and wary, unheard my call
fading into memory, no cup, no argent chalice.

The people, crushed, cry out to be freed
asking only to take part, or travel.
Nascent oaths spotlight such bursting need
fed by treachery, deep from our well.

Only the wicked shall find their way blocked
justice seeks them, snug in their hole.
Faint praises never touched, but naked, stalked
singing no gospel, no soul, no rock and roll.

Only the promised will remember the way
from unforgiven trails of sorrow.
To live life, and give death no sway,
saving grace for our only tomorrow.

~~ gigoid ~~

7/5/2015

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Naked Pearls

On becoming Human….

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“Know then thyself, presume not God to scan;
The proper study of mankind is man.”

~~ Alexander Pope, “Essay on Man”, Epistle ii, Line 1 ~~

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“He who conquers himself is the mightiest warrior.”

~~ Confucius ~~

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“Anybody remotely interesting is mad, in some way or another.”

~~ Dr. Who ~~

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“It is a luxury to be understood.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Any human anywhere will blossom
in a hundred unexpected talents and capacities
simply by being given the opportunity to do so.”

~~ Doris Lessing ~~

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“The hours of a wise man are lengthened by his ideas.”

~~ Joseph Addison ~~

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“I haven’t a clue as to how my story will end.
But that’s all right.
When you set out on a journey and night covers the road,
you don’t conclude that the road has vanished.
And how else could we discover the stars?”

~~ Nancy Willard ~~

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I can see by the overall look & feel of today’s offering there is still some work to do before I can consider myself back in form; this process is still a bit less reliable than I expect from my own creations. But, that’s for another day; this one is done. I’ll be back, as ever, with more sense, nonsense, and whatever else I can get away come up with…. Y’all be well, be happy as you may be, and, for your own sake, and ours, be just as strange as you can be…. 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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Time, in a small bottle….

Posted on September 8, 2018 by gigoid

FFolkes,

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

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Circles” ~~

The Shelbourne Public House, Cork, Ireland….

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

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

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

Shall we Pearl?

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

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

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A dream, weeping….

“Never a dull moment to spare”, he said
with a crooked grin, and a broad wink.
“Can’t keep Reality hanging by a thread….
what would Chaos, or Entropy think?”

So, we plucked up our dreams of old,
to carry us on, in dutiful, strong arms,
stuffed a candle in the remaining fold,
for luck, and perfect proof against charms.

Storms follow the sun, but, never stay;
lessons round every corner, all free.
Past fleeting doubts, in a sad disarray,
the journey becomes the reason to be.

Simple kindness manifests untold riches,
in defiance of common cause’s demise.
Bold courage, hanging in stitches,
mends wounds that come as no surprise.

Still, waters run deep, ’tis said by many.
Too much pain cannot apprehend
the salient, sharp points of epiphany,
nor, plainly, to wisdom aspire to pretend.

Folly dogs even the simplest truth,
fumes of toxic ignorance and bile,
alienated as a loose rotten tooth;
it often hides itself, for a long while.

Sought after eons ago, we cried out,
to believe, to suffer no more doubt.
But found instead good reason,
for love, and truth, from season, to season.

~~ gigoid ~~

8/30/2014

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Naked Pearls

Signposts on the Path….

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

~~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~~

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

~~ Josh Billings ~~

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

~~ Homer ~~

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

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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

~~ Seneca (the Younger) ~~

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

~~ Oliver Goldsmith ~~

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

~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~

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

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

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

Which is Why….

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

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Melodrama ain’t mellow….

Posted on September 7, 2018 by gigoid

FFolkes,

“A test of what is real is that it is hard and rough.
Joys are found in it, not pleasure.
What is pleasant belongs to dreams.”

~~ Simone Weil ~~

White’s Tavern, Belfast, Ireland est. 1630 a.d….

Just a few moments ago, I was gifted with a bit of bitter ironic humor, directed, naturally, at myself. I had to laugh at me for having the following thought, to wit: “Discipline used to be easier….” Bwahahahaha! It is only when I reach this degree of stupid the true bozoid nature of reality becomes clear, and my temporary insanity pops like the bubble it is.

Discipline isn’t supposed to be easy, whether it’s for one’s self, or for another. If it were easy, everybody would be able to do it, for everybody prefers ‘easy’ to ‘hard’…. which, of course, is a complete denial of reality, where we find the hard way is ALWAYS the easy way, and, vice versa…..

Now, in the past, I might use such an event as the basis for a rant/discussion about human nature…. but, I’m not really in a mood to dissect such a complex subject into discussable parts (yes, I just made up another word; sue me….), so, instead, I’ll go on to the next section, then beyond, with no more concern for propriety than I’ve ever shown. Not only that, but, if you wish to wade through this mess to the end, you have to choice but to come along for the ride, such as it is. You see, this is all I could come up with for this section. S’okay, though, the remaining three came out just fine. You’ll see….

Shall we Pearl?

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The Doors

Image from Needpix.com via Google Images…

Today seems like a good day for nostalgia, so, here is a video of this band in a concert from the year 1968…. Enjoy!

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Absolute stillness
would be more than just welcome
if only for now.

~~ gigoid ~~

9/6/2018

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

Now, THIS is an iconic Pearl… Just follow the dots…

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“Nobody knows the age of the human race,
but everybody agrees that it is old enough to know better.”

~~ Uncommonly Sagacious Bee ~~

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“A thankful heart is the parent of all virtues.”

~~ Cicero (B.C. 106-43) ~~

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“It is far more impressive
when others discover your good qualities without your help.”

~~ Miss Manners (Judith Martin) ~~

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“Nobody ever complains that
you are treating them like a child
when you listen to their stories,
encourage their dreams,
and tell them how special they are.”

~~ Callan Williams ~~

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

~~ Epictetus ~~

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“I am free, no matter what rules surround me.
If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them;
if I find them too obnoxious, I break them.
I am free because I know that I alone
am morally responsible for everything I do.”

~~ Professor Bernardo de la Paz ~~

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“And now we come to the magic of words. A word, also, just like an idea, a
thought, has the effect of reality upon undifferentiated minds.”

~~ Emma Jung ~~

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“A wise man,
recognizing the the world is but an illusion,
does not act as if it is real,
so he escapes the suffering.”

~~ Buddha ~~

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“Careful, Mister. Old Zeek is liable to fire that sucker up!”

~~ Subtle Bee ~~

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I TOLD y’all to be careful! Oh, no, I guess I didn’t. Oh, well; I hope y’all are okay. Tell you what, I’ll give you some time to recover before we try this again. I’ll be back in a day or so with some more…. hmm. Not sure what to call it, so, I’ll leave it at “more”…. I’ll be back with more ‘more’. In the meantime, rest, recover, & prepare for another round of exploring consensual reality with a relative madman…. Ta, then, luvs….

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

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

Which is Why….

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

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Notice: Hiatus….

Posted on April 16, 2018 by gigoid

Ffolkes,

“The moment in which you confront your own death
is the moment in which you are most totally alive.”

~~ Solomon Short ~~

Northern California Idyll….

Hajime…. Today, as I sit to begin, I feel a sadness, having naught to do with today’s mess, as such, but, rather at the passage of time, and the changes we experience, not always comfortably. The sadness is rooted in my decision to acknowledge the demands of the body, and the real world, as opposed to using the mind as primary source for purpose, searching for sanity and balance in the cybersphere. For more than six years, since August, 2011, I have used this blog as the cornerstone of my existence, spending hours a day on my ass in front of Arthur (my computer’s name….), while I explored the consensual reality we call cyberspace, using the time spent as distraction from the physical issues with which I was plagued for so long….

Now, having taken important steps to correct the lifestyle issues making, and keeping me sick and in pain, and, having made significant progress toward regaining much of my former physical status as a warrior/scholar, I must acknowledge two things…. First, I can no longer afford to spend the time on my ass; doing so exacerbates too many of the physical conditions I am trying to overcome, and it makes little sense to keep doing the main thing I do that keeps me from getting healthier…. Second, my recent absence, and lack of consistency in posting, has lost me most of my readership. I can say that with sad confidence, as my last fresh post, on the 10th of April, received fewer than 10 Likes…. and the last post, a reblog of an early Pearl, has not had a single Like in the five days since I posted it…. Even the six or eight most faithful of those who stopped by regularly have been absent; I haven’t actually gone to look at the stats, but, that tells me traffic to my site has gone seriously delinquent….

SIGH…. A natural result, I would guess, to also having stopped visiting other sites to read…. a decision forced on me by my inability to sit, and my increasingly failing vision…. Typing this is hard enough, considering I must do so in spurts of a few minutes at a time, while even trying to read over what has been typed is problematic…. All in all, I am unsurprised at my lack of readership; I’ve managed to stop doing all the stuff that would bring ffolkes back, merely by being absent both here, and out there….

All that being said, with at least some relevant purpose, I come now to the main purpose behind this long-winded explanation, which is this: I am taking a hiatus from blogging. The guilt/angst I felt for so long when I didn’t post is gone; I feel fine about it, and, frankly, am enjoying my time on walkabout, out in the BBR, actually engaging with humanity…. though the latter does tend to wear on my patience. After all, I AM still a curmudgeon, & prefer the company of dogs, cats, & even squirrels to that of most humans. But, even my impatience is a valuable lesson, so, I’m content with my current life….

I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, but, will offer this to anyone who feels any sense of loss; my email is still listed in my profile. which can be found on the right side of my home page here on WP. Please feel free to contact me at that address, as email will be my primary focus any time I sit to do banking, or business, using the computer. Most of my time will be spent trying to get back to full conditioned status, so I don’t have to follow so many of the paradigms that go along with getting older; I much prefer to be able to do what I want to do, without having to take steps to prevent injury or fatigue….

That’s it. I’m outta here, after finishing the following Pearl, & I won’t be back for what promises to be quite some time, if ever…. Who knows, maybe y’all will hear from me in a different venue, playing music, or pursuing some form of entertainment in the Big Blue Room?…. In short, I’m off to find my bliss….

Or, if you wish to stay in touch, email me, & I will answer, just as I still answer the phone when it rings…. For now, let’s see what I managed to cobble together for your final Pearl of Virtual Wisdom…. That, by the way, looks like this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“It is impossible for a man to be cheated by anyone but himself.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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Billy Joel

Image from wcmf.com via Google Images

I don’t think this artist needs much introduction; he’s been around long enough most everyone knows how good he is. My only comment is to enjoy; it really doesn’t get much better than this….

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Billy Joel Live

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Samurai

Bushido is this:
Haiku and a katana.
Arcane art, indeed.

~~ gigoid ~~

4/15/2018

Bulletin

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

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

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

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

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

~~ gigoid ~~

8/6/2016

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Naked Pearls

Further notes on Life @ Large….

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“Self-reflection is the school of wisdom.”

~~ Balthasar Gracian ~~

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“Joy is not in things; it is in us.”

~~ Richard Wagner ~~

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“The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched.
They must be felt within the heart.”

~~ Helen Keller ~~

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“A bird does not sing because it has an answer.
It sings because it has a song.”

~~ Chinese proverb ~~

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“Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.”

~~ Lao Tzu ~~

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“Remember this,–that very little is needed to make a happy life.”

~~ Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, “Meditations”, vii, 67 ~~

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“You can’t always get what you want,
but if you try sometimes
you get what you need.”

~~ The Rolling Stones ~~

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There you have it. In truth, it came out well, & I’m happy enough to offer it up as the final Pearl…. for now. I can’t say how long until I might return, but, it’s going to be a good while…. When I do, I’ll try to let y’all know, but, don’t hold your breath. Just follow the same caveats I’ve been presenting for a long time, for I know them to be worthwhile…. Be well, be happy, and, most important, stay strange…. I love you all, and go now, to show that love out in the real world….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Moments of acute clarity….

Posted on April 10, 2018 by gigoid

Ffolkes,

“I can handle reality in small doses, but as a lifestyle it’s much too confining.”

~~ Lily Tomlin ~~

The bar at The Old Swan, London, England….

Hajime…. Though the process of creating Pearls of Virtual Wisdom has evolved over the years into its present state, and I have learned to trust its relevance and integral coherence, the simple process of finding worthwhile material, either my own, or from another source, with which to open the festivities has always been the most problematic part to complete. I can’t say exactly why that is, but, ’tis true, nonetheless. I only mention it at all because today’s effort is a perfect example of this conundrum; if you hadn’t noticed, I’ve blathered now for an entire paragraph, without making any sort of progress toward getting it completed. In short, I can’t think of much of anything particularly cogent, or even silly to say…. Ah, well, at least we’re started….

All that said, to our usual lack of purpose, I suppose ‘twould be best to forgo any further attempts to gain credence, & simply get on with the rest of this mess… and, mess it may seem. All the correct parts are in place, and there’s even a new poem, as promised, with which I am content, if not sure yet how it turned out…. Sometimes it has to grow on ya, kinda like mold. Anyway, there’s also a rather cute & obscure set of Naked Pearls, all of which point out some relatively lesser known points on Life @ Large…. At any rate, y’all will make your own decision, of course, as to how it all comes off, as always. Me, I’m going to get it posted, & be off for a walk in the rain….

Without any further ado, let’s do this….

Shall we Pearl?….

“And now there is merely silence, silence, silence, saying all we did not know.”

~~ William Rose Benet ~~

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Yep…. Even though I’ve had days to decide what to put in this section, we’re still going to end up with a default choice…. so, we may as well just sigh, and resign ourselves to hearing some of history’s finest music…. It’s a tough row to hoe, but, somebody’s got to do it, eh?…. Try to enjoy it anyway….

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Classical Guitar Music

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The Journey Becomes The Destination

Who wants to live forever?
Why do we think it matters?
We all live forever;
we always have.

All that is,
always was;
all that is,
shall always be.

Only in darkness
can we see the light.
Only in silence
can we hear the music.

An ancient muse seeks proper language, forever remote;
within the within, without entering without.
Improvising life works as if learned by rote,
the same as in dreams, no doubt.

~~ gigoid ~~

2/10/2018 to 4/9/2018

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Naked Pearls

Esoteric notes on Life @ Large….

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“Of all lies, art is the least untrue.”

~~ Gustave Flaubert ~~

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“The world is but a canvas to the imagination.”

~~ Henry David Thoreau ~~

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“We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves;
otherwise we harden.”

~~ Goethe ~~

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“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark;
the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”

~~ Plato ~~

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“After the first death, there is no other.”

~~ — Dylan Thomas ~~

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“Which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep,
Still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.”

~~ John Milton, “Paradise Lost”, Book iv, Line 73 ~~

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“Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it,
you will live along some distant day into your answers.”

~~Rainer Maria Rilke ~~

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I did it, ffolkes. Damn good thing too, cuz, late as it is, this one would have bugged me if I hadn’t pushed ahead until it got posted. Which I will now proceed to do, as soon as I issue the standard caveats, to wit: Be well, be happy as you may be, and, of course, exercise your right to be strange…. See ya, ffolkes; as Arnie has said, to such good effect, I’ll be back….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Hard lessons….

Posted on April 8, 2018 by gigoid

Ffolkes,

“Appearances often are deceiving.”

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

Ensenada plus 035

Southern view from La Bufadora, Ensenada, Baja Mexico…

Hajime…. Well, here we are, ffolkes, sitting, once again, to compose an opening statement for the latest version of sane craziness we call Pearls of Virtual Wisdom, aka, gigoid’s Folly. For nearly six years, up to about six months ago, I posted an average of 1500 words/day, with the specific purpose of ridding my own inner self of the dross and drivel that tends to build up over time, during my personal dream quest, otherwise known as living large in the real world, or, more commonly, life as we know it….

Approximately six months ago, physical issues related to aging (gracefully is a word not yet applicable to the process, sadly…), caused a change in both the paradigm, and the process, all of which is a complicated way to say I stopped posting as much, and stopped feeling guilty for having done so. The events I’ve experienced while re-encountering the Big Blue Room have been, quite simply, compellingly interesting enough to have completely shattered my consistency at posting, without even giving me a single quiver of angst. I suppose, were I to try to analyze the why’s & wherefore’s, I’d go back to being relatively insane, which, while not necessarily an unfamiliar hardship, still is not my preferred state of mind. Hmm… Gee, is that too complicated? Probably… But, it’s relatively accurate, and, did take up an entire paragraph, so, we’ll let it stand, and not worry about any sort of relevance….

That isn’t to say I don’t try to be relevant; it’s just not a habit I care to let solidify. Reality is far too fluid to expect it to fit into any of my, (or anyone’s, for that matter…), preconceived notions of how it should go. And, that is as it should be. If we knew too much of the future, we’d probably end up even crazier than we already are, and I don’t think Reality would hold up very well. Well, in truth, WE are what probably wouldn’t hold up, not that we ever have done so. I guess that’s as good a statement of how it all works as anything else I’ve encountered, so, perhaps we’ll just leave this train of thought right here in the station, and go walkabout instead….

Having thus arrived at a logical jumping off point, I shall leave this where it has collapsed, & just get on with what I’ve managed to cobble together in the past eight days, since my last fresh post…. The next time I return, I promise to have a NEW poem; the one that’s been leaking out for the past two months is finally beginning to gel, so, I’ll do my best to get it done for a couple days from now. For the nonce, let’s see what there is below to help us get on with this, before we start sliding down the slippery slope….

Shall we Pearl?….

“Dreaming permits each and everyone of us
to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.”

~~ Charles William Dement ~~

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clapton

I have been listening to the music played by this man for virtually my entire life. Beginning in 1963, with the original Yardbirds, his virtuosity with the guitar has been the benchmark for any and all aspiring guitarists to reach. The video I’ve included today is his latest work, from January of this year, and shows exactly why he has always been, and continues to be the best of the best…. Enjoy!….

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Eric Clapton Live
2018

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Comedy_Tragedy

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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pearls_3

Naked Pearls

Strangely congruent….

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“One does what one is;
one becomes what one does.”

~~ Robert Musil, c. 1930 ~~

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“Men are used as they use others.”

~~ Pilpay (or Bidpai), “The King who became Just’, Chap. ii, Fable ix ~~

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“The most important thing
that parents can teach their children
is how to get along without them.”

~~ Frank A. Clark ~~

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“I like reality. It tastes of bread.”

~~ Jean Anouilh ~~

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

~~ Publius Syrus, Maxim 829 ~~

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“To fear love is to fear life,
and those who fear life are already three parts dead.”

~~ Bertrand Russell,” Marriage and Morals” ~~

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“It is good to live and learn.”

~~ Miguel de Cervantes, “Don Quixote”, Part ii, Book iii, Chap. xxxii ~~

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As he read over the words produced, the old man shook his head, slowly, with a small, sardonic smile. “Pathetic drabble”, he muttered. “But, it’ll have to do….” With some reluctance, but, a sense of renewed purpose, he slowly typed the last few lines, vowing to himself the next time would be different. With that small victory clutched tightly to his chest, he waves, and shouts, “See y’all in a day or two!”…. Be well, and happy as you may, 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

Kowabunga!

À bientôt, mon cherí….

Yet another feast for fools….

Posted on April 1, 2018 by gigoid

Ffolkes,

“After you have exhausted what there is
in business, politics, conviviality, and so on
– have found that none of these finally satisfy,
or permanently wear – what remains?
Nature remains.”

~~ Walt Whitman ~~

A dreary day at the marina….

Hajime…. It is perhaps apropos this fresh Pearl is appearing on the Feast of All Fools, aka April Fool’s Day. Far be it from this writer to ever challenge Murphy’s right to his own day; I’d rather give him/her/it a sober nod of acknowledgment & let it go at that…. Anything more might justs draw attention, which would defeat the entire exercise, yes? I see you see what I mean, so, good; we can go on to something with a bit more panache, or, at the very least, more inherent interest. I’d advise you to duck….

The process i employ to create fresh Pearls isn’t working quite the way it has in the past; I suppose the degree of angst I formerly felt much of the time had a lot to do with that, driving me to write, in order to experience some sort of sanity thereby. Since my angst now seems to run at a lower level, that compulsion is no longer so compelling. In short, my new paradigm doesn’t fit with the old process. SIGH… yet another paradigm change, I’m afraid…. So be it….

As it is written, so shall it be. It’s getting late in the day, & this still needs to be posted, so, I’ll cut short any further impulses to be cute, or clever, or even coherent, moving to another letter for the proper adjective, to wit: efficient. Or, as close as we ever come to it…. See y’all down the page a ways….

Shall we Pearl?….

“The word “dog” does not bite.”

~~ William James ~~

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Due to the breakdown of the process, we’re going with a default selection for today’s music. I went so far as to choose my favorite pieces from my favorite composer of all time…. Yep, Wolfie strikes again, so, gird your grids for a long period of mental and spiritual stimulation…. It’s also good to read by, in my humble opinion… Abondanza!….

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Piano Concertos

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Absently Gestalt

After the echoes of silence are faded away
Comes the cacophony which accompanies dismay.
Apocalyptic thoughts and emotions run free
Spreading fear enough to fill the holy see.

Speak softly to the beloved ruling class
Deathly darts sunk deep are painful, and crass
Sloth and ignorance are commonly shared
By those who would rule, alone or au paired.

Images and opinions are sullenly forlorn
Yet hope shines bright wherever ’tis borne.
Feeble strengths hide many objective flaws
For reality bites, with hard, vicious jaws.

Can you stand up and state your own name?
Will you hide in a handle, behind a great flame?
No hole and no mind is so deep and so wide
As to furnish safe haven in which to hide.

Bring out the weapons of your reluctant choice
Bring them to bear on the sound of their voice.
Silence the ignorant, and muzzle the fear
Make reason the only message you hear…..

~~ gigoid ~~

9/5/2016

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Naked Pearls

Curve balls, all in the strike zone….

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“A man is a very small thing,
and the night is very large and full of wonders.”

~~ Lord Dunsany, “The Laughter of the Gods” ~~

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“Remember, we all stumble, every one of us.
That’s why it’s a comfort to go hand-in-hand.”

~~ Emily Kimbrough ~~

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

~~ Gensha, Zen Master ~~

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“Nothing determines who we will become
so much as those things we choose to ignore.”

~~ Sandor McNab ~~

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“An intelligent mind is a mind which is not satisfied
with explanations, with conclusions;
nor is it a mind that believes,
because belief is again another form of conclusion.
An intelligent mind is an inquiring mind,
a mind that is watching, learning, studying.”

~~ J. Krishnamuti ~~

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“Appearances to the mind are of four kinds.
Things either are what they appear to be;
or they neither are, nor appear to be;
or they are, and do not appear to be;
or they are not, and yet appear to be.
Rightly to aim in all these cases is the wise man’s task.”

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

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“I am what I am and that’s all that I am.”

~~ Popeye ~~

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Never let it be said I did not fulfill my word. It’s done, & a damn good thing, too, as I’m about done sitting for the day. Hopefully, so are y’all; go forth, into the day, and seize all the joy you can find, or create. Me, I’m goin’ walkabout…. See y’all in a day or two, or possibly three. No foolin’….

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

À bientôt, mon cherí….

gigoid

Ned Moore, aka gigoid, is a 70 year-old, (!!!… When did that happen?….), retired dilettante, who would rather read than eat, most days. His first blog, "gigoid’s folly", has been emailed out to folks he knows for about 18 years now. He still considers it his best defense against angst, and the ever-present specter of sheer insanity..... Due to rigorous curmudgeon training requirements, he has discontinued his Facebook presence, but still indulges in the occasional Twitter session... In essence, he's socialized, but, not overly sociable; all labels and stereotypes are forbidden in his presence... and he doesn't care what anyone thinks about that..... In fact, he doesn't want to talk anymore.... If you feel you MUST contact gigoid, his email address is: alphagigoid@gmail.com You can go read now.... Go on, beat it.... gigoid, the dubious

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As if….

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Time, in a small bottle….

Melodrama ain’t mellow….

Notice: Hiatus….

Moments of acute clarity….

Hard lessons….

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