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Hourglass Figures
16 Saturday May 2020
Esme's Cloud 
I knew someone with an hourglass figure once; her time ran out.
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Ker-tish! Hahahahahaha.
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Esme,
Could you fix the your/you’re in my other comment so it makes Swarn look insane please 🙂
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Hahahahahahahahaha. He sent me an enormous present once, so no.
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How does he have your address?
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He wanted to give me a big bugger of a present.
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I suppose your only option then was to keep cranking your antique clock?
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🤣🤣🤣 (does a rim-shot cymbal crash for the entertainer known as Pink)
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No rim shots allowed outside the the usual Wednesday night buffets.
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Your welcome 🙆
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You’re.
Sorry that just seems like the kind of thing you would do to me. lol
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
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It is indeed! The Kindle Fire is a nightmare with predictive text.
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That’s what I’ve heard about the Kindle Fire. It was in all the papers. 🙂
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Hahahahahaha
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It’s the only machine I have where there’s predictive text.
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‘with’ (predictive text).
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Hehehehehehehe
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Entertainer known as Pink… That problem is easily solved by requesting on of Lady Esme’s apple-polishing vernacular machines!!! 😁
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I must be stupid as it took me at least three minutes to work it out — even with the ruddy bee! Yes, those in the upper half are thinking of their imagined becoming, as are those in the lower half. This is pretty philosophical stuff, as the human condition roots itself in becoming, in the incessant grasping after that which is purely an imagined coming state or circumstance (of itself). And yes, that imagined coming never arrives; how could it possibly? Something similar may actualise, or, more likely, it may not. But the imagined coming never arrives (like you say), as some busy bee has disposed of becoming’s bee, leaving only the disposing bee being a bee, which, to make a gerund of the wee thing, is then purely bee-ing. Great post, Esme! H ❤
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Fantastic reply Hariod, I’m not as eloquent as you so it’s handy that you’ve summed it all up so well for others, and indeed myself! Hahahahaha. No, seriously, thank you. To be the bee or not to bee is always an option, but many don’t realise it’s there for the taking, floating at the mid-point. Time and it’s wily ways provides a never ending itch of sorts for Esme. A bit like being stung when you’re not looking. I’m really chuffed you like it so much! beams
-Esme Cloud shaking his hand watching honey nut clusters fall out of his pockets. ❤
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You can’t see my nut clusters from way up there, can you?
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They’re big’uns.
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Relative to WHAT Esme???? 🤔
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Your great grandmother.
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(laughing about seeing double, triple, and kaleidoscopy-iple from such wittiness upon Cloudiness!)
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I can!!! 😈
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What are you doing up there?!
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Ummm… (long pause)
I can’t remember?
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Esme, this is a delightful proverb (I think?), but I couldn’t get too far past “Hourglass” and why my bifocals (soon to be quad-focals) cannot clarify with clarity the exact Hourglassyness of my gaze!
Could you help me with this? 😁
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Yes, I can Esme hands over a pair of strap on binoculars.
That was binoculars folks.
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But, but, but Madame, I can’t seem to TOUCH anything!!! 🙁
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That’s because you’re in the brig sir!
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Applause!
I
Loved
That.
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Thank you! bows and dashes about in her bee costume catching bouquets of camelias and Jack Daniels bottles
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Wonderfully evocative images, Esme. My mind fashions a pair of steampunk hourglasses to house the players. Each participant in your (our) hourglass theater production experiences the gravity of the moment in three ways — equivalent gravitational pull with three unique existential results. The first hourglass finds the players pulled into a maelstrom that leads to an abyss, the second hourglass lives in a fallen-rock zone, the hammock is suspended at the breadth between the two narrowing passages — sustained at each breath. OMG, OM. WOWSERS.
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‘OMG OM WOWSERS’ – Hahahahahahaha. Brilliant. I’m pleased it had that effect Bill; the hourglass theatre production . . . I like that a lot. Gravity makes merry with with anything it can get its mitts on and more, but once settled in that hammock we’re home free. Thank you, I appreciate the wordage enormously. x
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OMG — Our haMmock Glasses: the troupe
OM — OM mani padme hum: the soundtrack
WOWSERS — Expressing astonishment, admiration, or enthusiasm.
🙂
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I know! The second two I do anyway. The ‘OM mani padme hum’ I recall was used in some series when I was a wee cloudster, it was a sci-fi affair I think and I can’t remember the name but it was superbly freaky and the phrase was set within forever, though not in a very meditative fashion considering the ominous way it had been employed, for myself I like ”Jai Guru Deva – Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm’ which is used in this wondrous tune;
And I love it. The lyrics in themselves are a kind of meditative reassurance and link back to my post with the concept of nothing going to change your world. Have a listen, you may already know it.
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Indeed. Thanks so much, Esme. I’ve been a fan of this exquisite musical creation since it appeared in the waning moments of the 1960s. What a great track record that record created. Even blasted out to Polaris it was. 🙂
https://www.nasa.gov/topics/universe/features/across_universe.html
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Was it?! Ooooo, that’s ace. It’s pegged as Esme’s final call when I’m all done and jetted out to space (head cut off just to make sure) myself.
-Esme thanking Bill and singing loud and tunelessly along upon the Cloud
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This. More like me: https://youtu.be/uVXR2LYeFBI
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Lovely. Watching away. ❤
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❤️
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IT SEEMS
Life is good
It seems
But not all the time
And so we try to pick and choose
Life is bad
It seems
But not all the time
And so we try to pick and choose
What life is
It seems
Is a mixture of the above
We may wish to pick and choose
But the choice
It seems
Is not always ours to make
Some wishes, some choices
It seems
Have been stolen from us
Time is the acknowledged thief
It seems
But no arrest is expected
In the foreseeable future
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Well said Ben, time is the ultimate in professional seasoned criminals.
sings – If that’s all there is my friend . . . then let’s keep dancing,
Let’s break out the booze, and have, a ball,
If that’s all there is.
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“If that’s all there is.”
If …
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Well I don’t know where my first comment on this post went, but it’s gone. I’ll try again! lol
I can certainly see why Hariod responded the way he did to this, because there is very much a mindfulness and meditative aspect to it. It’s great advice. Although it makes it awfully difficult to make a consistent soft-boiled egg! 🙂
It does seem that as a species we’ve become increasingly drawn to measurement. Whether it’s counting how many steps we take while walking, watching our weight, our calories, or counting out time. I always find that I have a more pleasurable experience when I’m not thinking about measurement, and yet it’s extremely important for certain things (like a good soft-boiled egg). Wisdom is knowing when it matters and when it doesn’t.
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We count. We count everything, it’s inbuilt now, the more the merrier, or least said soonest mended; numbers make up everything so it’s useful if you can find a place where all that exists is 0. Don’t worry about the eggs, ma, the chickens know what to do with them. And yes, this is all mindful and meditative however I don’t use those words much these days as some people hold pre-conceived (often cynical) connections to them. Like femminism, or vegan. Anything that might be helping in an enormous fashion basically, hahahahaha.
Thank you Swarn, I have no idea what happened to your first post, but I suspect it isn’t the first to show no signs of landing at all!
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Sorry…I guess I shouldn’t have used an egg example for a vegan. lol And yes it is weird how labels pick up bad connotations, but I guess the way I look at it, is those bad connotations are framed by people who don’t want to be helpful and I refuse to let them control the narrative. But for poetry it can be helpful to avoid such things. It IS the ideas that are most important in the end.
As you know I’m fascinated by time, but I also find measurement itself very interesting. One of the courses I teach students is in meteorological instrumentation and measurement where we look at the problems of measurement. Some variables are easier to measure than others. Sometimes we choose sacrifice accuracy because the cost of very accurate instruments is too high. And all instruments wear out over time. The hour glass is a good example in which the grains slowly erode the narrow section between the halves thus causing the time measurement to be inaccurate with time. We are generally over estimate the value of any measurement. Scientists take into account such inaccuracies, but most people don’t and give them too much meaning. Overall I’m glad that some people care about measurement, but one would hope that the overall purpose would be so that the rest of us has to spend less time worrying about it. 🙂
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Esme, saving all the inhabitants of Earth as best she can for twenty-five years beams. Also, God is a giant chicken.
Oh yes! The lack of precision actually capable of measuring must drive some scientists crazy, whereas I love no sleep over it, however, I do find it fascinating. It’s our choice when the clocks are set, where the decimal points go, but nature and physics like to mess about with it all, forcing giveaway on us, taking away absolutes and accuracy. I particularly love hourglasses for their ‘natural’ gauging, close enough, you know? Hahahahahaha.
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