write something nonsensical, surreal, silly.

[brinny]

("...getting better..." went the goblin liking the reads, adding "...keep me company then, the more you post the more you'll connect if it is within you...")

25th May 1997

Dear all,
Not again!, a few moments to yourself, a quiet coffee with a view and the next thing you know you're talking with a muse who's giving you some hard luck story(about how books that sleep on shelves show just how insidious this tyranny of television has become), she should talk, weren't muses really sirens that call writers to dash themselves on desks, next she'll complain about those nerds on the natternet with the usual "where to now the written word" but I explain "...if you're one of maybe fifteen members of the writer's club outnumbered by 170.000 predominantly pendumb Genevans the question isn't fame and fortune, it's more like "does one go down writing or simply fall on ones pen"...", and with that she smiled saying "...sounds like great odds, what about you then..." she took a sip from from my coffee and continued "...the pact goes, honesty, a shared life, and a thick skin...", "...and what's in it for me..." I ask reaching for my pen, "...a journey to self..." she replies handing me some paper as I write "Dear all" again.

sin.,flea

...that's quite a final destination, flea.....tick tock clackity clack....

 

[brinny]

("...through the 12000hits barrier, keep them coming, where there's no need to go to a publisher if readers will go to your pen..." remarked the goblin)

repost from elsewhere

the goblin welcomed the new member readyness, and felt it only fair to tell the truth and explain things, in that queen bot, alias brinny here, doesn't in fact do her own housework, that she has a couple of dark nubian topless manservants to attend to her each and every whim as they take it in turns to gently rub in those delicate scented oils before she dips naked into that deep hot roman bath while the blindfolded soprano sings to her of her unrivalled beauty, "...I am sorry o great queen but I just thought that all this pretence to being an ordinary american housewife had to end somewhere, otherwise pinocchio could create a forest from it, but I know that your friends, will still love you even now they know the truth, and love you no less for having graced their simple lives with your refined but licentious exquisite majesty amongst us..." said the goblin, only with the queen's welfare at heart

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Never confuse kindness or grace with weakness, flea.

 

[fleamailman]

("...what, you mean you actually read me posts brinny..." replied the goblin somewhat alarmed now, exclaiming "...no, that was another goblin, promise, for I would never write such a thing...", where the truth was that, try as he may, the goblin could never quite escape his lowly troll roots, adding "...I am not worthy I know but I'm happy to be amongst you now...)

repost from elsewhere

"...so what do you suggest then goblin..." agamemnon asked, but the goblin was just looking down at the map of troy now, until moments later the goblin looked back at the king and presented his idea here, saying "...well obviously to date force of arms hasn't worked, but you could try another tactic now, I mean what if you were to first pull back your forces and then build a big wooden horse, calling it the federal horse of troy of course, and inside it, you were to place printing presses, promising to underwrite all trojan debt by issuing long term trojan bonds at interest to cover them, and as long you weren't actually audited, and if they don't ask any questions, you could then unpeg the currency from the gold standard too, churning out ever more notes with ever less value here, taking it ever further form fiscal stability and soundness, until it reached at point where, even with high taxation and austerity programs, they wouldn't be able cover their mountain of debt, and thus the whole economy would simply collapse, whereupon you could then jump in and silently buy up those politicians, corporations and any other assets you desired, after which you could then tighten up fiscal policy again, strengthening the currency too while requesting a surrender of bullion act perhaps calling it "the new deal" while making sure that all gold is handed over to the horse once more by it, whereupon you would simply up gold's price by 70%, and let the whole process repeat until you owned everything by default, but the real joy of this would be that the trojans themselves would still think that they, and not you here, are somehow still in control and running their country by voting for some irrelevant distraction every four years MYAHAHAHAHA...", not surprisingly now the king was giving that goblins are definately not to be trusted look again

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[brinny]

......sometimes, just sometimes, nothing else matters. All fades into the background, as clarity comes into focus, and the veil is lifted, and peripheral matters are put into their proper place, to the side, as we are given sight to see what really matters.

Kisses from Katie: A Story of Relentless Love and Redemption - YouTube

 

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, the "is there an afterlife" thread

"...if one knows or cares too much about what happens after one's end, then "this life now" becomes reduced to what I wonder, some sort of cheap points game meant to curry favor with some power up there, so no and probably for that reason alone, I don't want to "know of", nor wish to "believe in" nor even "care about" anything that that my afterlife might hold in store for me..." the goblin stopped, then continued "...so my actions in this life are based solely upon their own merit now, something which hopefully you'll agree is more honest towards those actions now, and towards other people too, than that cheap speculation over their consequences concerning one's future arrival in some heaven or hell or wherever then...", simply the goblin's mind was harping back to that other line of his do you really need a reward to do good, and where of course a far more likely explanation here was that the afterlife actually played neatly into the manipulations of these "powers that be" here on earth rather than any power that might be within or appear afterwards, "...so no again, for me it's not belief nor atheism nor even agnosticism, simply it a refusal to speculate, for I'm here today, alone, honest to myself in each of my decisions, something both correct in itself and how it should be now..."

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[brinny]

...ev'ryone absolutely has a right to do this..and do so with all our strength and ev'rything that's in us...i say go for it.

 

[brinny]

We have a beginning and an end. We return to the dust from whence we came. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. And because we are finite we cannot control our end. And time ticks on relentlessly, not stopping for anyone. We avoid thinkin' about it, and submerge ourselves in distractions and busy-ness. Kinda' reminds me of Scrooge in A Christmas Carol when he came face to face with his own end and how forlorn, alone, and forgotten his end was, and if he was remembered at all, it wasn't fondly, was it? And there he stands with the messenger that said not a word. And as it turned out, no words were necessary.

 

[fleamailman]

("...one of your best brinny..." went the goblin)

repost from elsewhere

"...do you need a reward to do good..." repeated the goblin, adding "... and conversely, do you need a punishment not to do bad...", in fact, the goblin felt strongly that those types had no moral backbone and merely towed the line because that would reward them eventually, saying "...me, I am not some reward seeking christian, I am here to bare witness and ask questions, as hopefully god sees through the hearts of the pharisees amongst us, where when my father died leaving me nothing I still went over to england stayed in a hotel and turned up for his funeral, why, because he was still my father then, moreover, I will go to his wife's funeral too, if I don't first arrive at self that is..."

 

[brinny]

Morals? From whence does such a thing originate?

 

[brinny]

just how deeply do you seek to delve into your "self", flea? And what will you find when you get there? What will be reflected back at you?

 

[fleamailman]

just how deeply do you seek to delve into your "self", flea? And what will you find when you get there? What will be reflected back at you?

"...well brinny, the journey to self is a journey to death in other words, where I could die tomorrow, meaning I would have reached self then, and none of it would have mattered much...", replied the goblin, adding "...so tell me about the gap between oneself and one's dailylife brinny, those thin moments of the elation and pain of giving birth to the sadness of losing a loved one, where the moneygod is bypassed for the real one, a thin moment indeed of something you know from within before you return to the needs of dailylife once more, just that far then, when two become as one from within then, ever had a thin moment..."

xxxx

 

[food4thought]

The monkey sat up, as though from a nap, but had really been following along with half a mind as he pondered other things... but this latest bit regarding rewards vs doing good for good's own sake had struck a cord...

"I try to attempt good for goodnesses sake as well as look forward to a reward for doing such because it was promised." The monkey paused to reflect on what he was really trying to say, then spoke more confidently; "It seems to me that I seek to do what God wants me to do over what I would naturally desire to do. I do this because God knows all things and what is pleasing to God is the highest possible good, both for me eternally and for the receiver of whatever good I do. It is a two way street of blessing. The rewards are just and good because many times doing what is good does not always end well... many times it backfires. But that doesn't change the fact that it WAS good to do what we did. Many times we will suffer as a result of doing good in this life, and the eternal rewards God offers are just and right, yet I would like to think that I would do the good that God asks of me even if I would receive no reward... how am I to know for sure? I can't, as the promise of reward is there and I cannot erase that fact from my mind..." The monkey was running out of steam a bit, losing the confidence and sureness of expression as these last bits poured out.

"So why should I worry over whether my motives are absolutely pure or not? To do good is to do good, and let God sort out my motives since I cannot."

 

[brinny]

("...well brinny, the journey to self is a journey to death in other words, where I could die tomorrow, meaning I would have reached self then, and none of it would have mattered much...", replied the goblin, adding "...so tell me about the gap between oneself and one's dailylife brinny, those thin moments of the elation and pain of giving birth to the sadness of losing a loved one, where the moneygod is bypassed for the real one, a thin moment indeed of something you know from within before you return to the needs of dailylife once more, just that far then, when two become as one from within then...")

...journey to "self" = journey to "death"?

kinda' sounds like one runs into a brick wall, so to speak....

and about daily life? We either live fully "in" it or simply exist in it and just get "tossed around" like a ship lost at sea, eventually sinking.

 

[brinny]

The monkey sat up, as though from a nap, but had really been following along with half a mind as he pondered other things... but this latest bit regarding rewards vs doing good for good's own sake had struck a cord...

"I try to attempt good for goodnesses sake as well as look forward to a reward for doing such because it was promised." The monkey paused to reflect on what he was really trying to say, then spoke more confidently; "It seems to me that I seek to do what God wants me to do over what I would naturally desire to do. I do this because God knows all things and what is pleasing to God is the highest possible good, both for me eternally and for the receiver of whatever good I do. It is a two way street of blessing. The rewards are just and good because many times doing what is good does not always end well... many times it backfires. But that doesn't change the fact that it WAS good to do what we did. Many times we will suffer as a result of doing good in this life, and the eternal rewards God offers are just and right, yet I would like to think that I would do the good that God asks of me even if I would receive no reward... how am I to know for sure? I can't, as the promise of reward is there and I cannot erase that fact from my mind..." The monkey was running out of steam a bit, losing the confidence and sureness of expression as these last bits poured out.

"So why should I worry over whether my motives are absolutely pure or not? To do good is to do good, and let God sort out my motives since I cannot."

I s'pose we are all flawed, and motives are what they are and are based on the inner workings of our heart, mind, and soul. That "inner workings" is what surfaces and is what prompts us.

Here's the stickler. Would we do these "good" things anonymously and as if our left hand did not know what the right hand was doing and nobody ever knew of it or ever would (not even the recipient), and then move on and not give it a 2nd thought afterwards, knowing there would never be a "reward", ever?

 

[food4thought]

I s'pose we are all flawed, and motives are what they are and based on the inner workings of our heart, mind, and soul. That is what surfaces. That is what prompts us, whether it is for rewards or not.

"All too true," replied the monkey, "and very good insight at that."

"But..."

Here's the stickler. Would we do these "good" things anonymously and as if our left hand did not know what the right hand was doing and nobody ever knew of it or ever would, and then move on and not give it a 2nd thought, knowing there would never be a "reward", ever?

Somehat exasperated with the quandry of it all, the monkey continued "...that's the point! I KNOW that God sees and has promised to reward our obedience to His Spirit. I can live without human noteriety, as I wish more of my thoughts and actions were anonymous... but the truth is that God sees and knows it all. I KNOW that God has promised rewards, so the real test of selflessness will never be answered in my own mind, only God knows for sure. So I just seek to follow after Him and let Him be the final judge of my soul..."

 

[brinny]

my dear brother, and beloved son of the Most High God....the question i'm going to ask you is not as unrelated as it may appear, please bear with me...

it was said by our Shepherd Himself that we are to be as "little children" to enter the Kingdom of God, was it not?

 

[fleamailman]

and about daily life? We either live fully "in" it or simply exist in it and just get "tossed around" like a ship lost at sea, eventually sinking.

...journey to "self" = journey to "death"? kinda' sounds like one runs into a brick wall, so to speak....

"...well yes, of course there is a wall, that's why it's thin at the time of births and deaths..." replied the goblin, adding "...yet when one's soul is ready the walls is as no more, just one goes on from here, so bare witness from within then, keep your paraphernalia and your rituals for someone else please, it's as calvin pointed out, your relationship with the elephant in the room is direct, brinny is right one swims in dailylife but one doesn't lose oneself within it thus drowning outright, for doesn't that line go and whoever has come to know the world has discovered a carcass, and whoever has discovered a carcass, of that person the world is not worthy..."

 

[brinny]

..on from here to where?

 

[fleamailman]

..on from here to where?

("...you mean you don't know brinny..." replied the goblin smiling, adding "...wherever he wills I suppose, why, do you think that you can go somewhere he doesn't will of you now, I think not, and besides, if there were no heaven or hell would you lower your benchmark toward doing good now, I think not, me neither...")

 

[brinny]

.on from here to where?

("...you mean you don't know brinny..." replied the goblin smiling, adding "...wherever he wills I suppose, why, do you think that you can go somewhere he doesn't will of you now, I think not, and besides, if there were no heaven or hell would you lower your benchmark toward doing good now, I think not, me neither...")

the question is for you, flea....it is an invitation of sorts for you to elaborate on "from here to where"...after all, you brought it up, did you not?