R.I.B. - Ramblings In Brief - The Genesis!
Too many annoyances out there - too much crap all over the place - to promptly attend to, really... And why bother dealing with any of it in depth either? Thus, we chose to adopt the expeditive and most efficient method, permanently: blast it all to pieces piece by piece, take no prisoners, spare no one! But doing so in a less painful way, with little doses at a time! Now don't get us wrong here: in doing so, we do not hope that it will be less painful for everyone involved - at all! Au contraire, we hope it will sting, stab, bite and burn even more furiously since none of these topics (with one glaring exception now and then, really - but, to be honest, there are so few of those it makes one want to cry, really...! But that is another story.) hence, none of these stories deserved or was dignified with a full post to call its own anywhere else on the TLB Prime Network - at blogging time, that is!
So here we go again...
MORE R.I.B. - RAMBLINGS IN BRIEF!
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Peeps have been wondering about this new style, the new format that we are found to using quite exclusively here, now, on Ramblings In Writ...
Well, truth be told, we've always had it in us!
As we have always been avowed Crash Test Dummies fans:
Or rather - much more probably too - it was this one that inspired us to adopt this approach right on R.I.W. with the R.I.B. thing:
Whether it was the left one or the right one that hooked us, we got hooked alright and now, take it to the bank, this is the approach and the format that we shall give the preference to here, henceforth!
We reserve the right to have special editions that stray away from it - one-shot specials, exclusives, exceptions, etc...
Our blog - our prerogative to do so!
Next!
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The true genesis of all this might be found in the days when we chatted - a lot. Not on any damn instant messaging crappy piece of software either, noooooooooo - chatting, L-I-V-E---LIVE and in the flesh! Or on the phone, sure, whenever the weather was way too miserable to stick your nose out (anything below zero should qualify, really: but we are another breed! A tougher breed! We remember REAL harsh winters when the average daily temperature for all of the cold season would have been minus 25. Now THAT was cold! And THAT was a real good reason not to want to mingle, socialize, go out at all! And yet we did - we still did! We must have been crazy - that's it, we were crazy. All that cold has to affect the brain at some point? But that is another story...
So - we chatted on and on - and on the phone too. Not any damnable cancer-danger cellphone either: on a real phone, dammit, the way Alexander Graham Bell intended it to be! (So you can discard any notions of our being partial to walkie-talkies either - capisce?)
And what did we chat about?
None of your damn business!
With whom did we chat?
With an elite, but of course! An elite few, proud, prestigious and luminous souls! With our private circle of friends, hence - all intellectuals and no rabble allowed!
And... and... And yes; we chatted of different subjects in the exact same manner than we configured "R.I.B." here: a wealth of different subjects, with one underlying theme connecting them all (the infamous theme of the day - or the week, when we did it weekly) and we even used the word "next" as we changed subjects, too!
Wow - who else would have thought of that, eh?
There were a hell of a lot more topics than merely three per session - time allowing, of course, but usually, time did allow indeed...!
And the sheer intellectual joy of connecting all those dots, in a brainstorm/maelstrom of organic (not orgasmic - although, in the brainy sense of the word, it could be that too) thoughts and words - not in writ, yet, but spoken out loud...! (This was one of the earliest lamentations though, verily - for we quickly figured that, as the French say so well -it is one of the few things that they say well, really- les paroles s'envolent mais les écrits restent n'est-ce pas; one can hope that it applies to blogs as well? But that is another debate right there...)
Thus, the genesis of both "R.I.B."s here and the trademark "luminous connections" tags you've seen all over the TLB Prime Network as Luminous Luciano's signature of sorts are to be found right there - in those archaic (not arachnid - typo avoided!) low-tec days!
And there's more about all this too...
But we're not sharing it on the blog!
Next!
========================================
In closing, how can we not make a slight mention of "life before luminous" - or "life before being luminous" perhaps? Okay, okay - "life before luminescence" really!
In those long gone days, therefore, when Luminous Luciano was rambling on and on, luminous ramblings though they were, the luminous circle had a different sobriquet for the gent - and, no, it wasn't that of raving or rambling lunatic, okay?
It was actually... Mister Coincidence!
For, as he made his fine sidetrackings and one thing led to another, he would do so with refinement and skill, make it unto an artform, verily! Inexorably, it would always be that the transition would begin with "and, coincidentally, wouldn't you know that..." - and so the sobriquet was the easiest thing to affix, quiet naturally!
Once in a blue moon, to this very day, Mister Coincidence can make a surprise reappearance, reemerging from the luminous psyche that he truly never left, in fact. But that is rare - really much so, these days. For these days we make much more than citing coincidences while wondering out loud what their significance might be: today, we have synchronicity firmly embanked upon our shore! Even back then, as we merely repertoriated without delving any deeper than that, we already believed that there truly weren't any coincidences: that everything happened for a reason indeed. Such is the essence of both synchronicity as of luminescence: and, so, it was apparent that the title of Mister Coincidence would have to go, eventually...
Alliterative gave us the answer, soon thereafter...
And the rest is history!
And don't any of you even dare to think to label this as some mild form of schizophrenia now - fools!
Next... time!
Class dismissed!
So here we go again...
MORE R.I.B. - RAMBLINGS IN BRIEF!
=====================================================
Peeps have been wondering about this new style, the new format that we are found to using quite exclusively here, now, on Ramblings In Writ...
Well, truth be told, we've always had it in us!
As we have always been avowed Crash Test Dummies fans:
Or rather - much more probably too - it was this one that inspired us to adopt this approach right on R.I.W. with the R.I.B. thing:
Whether it was the left one or the right one that hooked us, we got hooked alright and now, take it to the bank, this is the approach and the format that we shall give the preference to here, henceforth!
We reserve the right to have special editions that stray away from it - one-shot specials, exclusives, exceptions, etc...
Our blog - our prerogative to do so!
Next!
=======================================
The true genesis of all this might be found in the days when we chatted - a lot. Not on any damn instant messaging crappy piece of software either, noooooooooo - chatting, L-I-V-E---LIVE and in the flesh! Or on the phone, sure, whenever the weather was way too miserable to stick your nose out (anything below zero should qualify, really: but we are another breed! A tougher breed! We remember REAL harsh winters when the average daily temperature for all of the cold season would have been minus 25. Now THAT was cold! And THAT was a real good reason not to want to mingle, socialize, go out at all! And yet we did - we still did! We must have been crazy - that's it, we were crazy. All that cold has to affect the brain at some point? But that is another story...
So - we chatted on and on - and on the phone too. Not any damnable cancer-danger cellphone either: on a real phone, dammit, the way Alexander Graham Bell intended it to be! (So you can discard any notions of our being partial to walkie-talkies either - capisce?)
And what did we chat about?
None of your damn business!
With whom did we chat?
With an elite, but of course! An elite few, proud, prestigious and luminous souls! With our private circle of friends, hence - all intellectuals and no rabble allowed!
And... and... And yes; we chatted of different subjects in the exact same manner than we configured "R.I.B." here: a wealth of different subjects, with one underlying theme connecting them all (the infamous theme of the day - or the week, when we did it weekly) and we even used the word "next" as we changed subjects, too!
Wow - who else would have thought of that, eh?
There were a hell of a lot more topics than merely three per session - time allowing, of course, but usually, time did allow indeed...!
And the sheer intellectual joy of connecting all those dots, in a brainstorm/maelstrom of organic (not orgasmic - although, in the brainy sense of the word, it could be that too) thoughts and words - not in writ, yet, but spoken out loud...! (This was one of the earliest lamentations though, verily - for we quickly figured that, as the French say so well -it is one of the few things that they say well, really- les paroles s'envolent mais les écrits restent n'est-ce pas; one can hope that it applies to blogs as well? But that is another debate right there...)
Thus, the genesis of both "R.I.B."s here and the trademark "luminous connections" tags you've seen all over the TLB Prime Network as Luminous Luciano's signature of sorts are to be found right there - in those archaic (not arachnid - typo avoided!) low-tec days!
And there's more about all this too...
But we're not sharing it on the blog!
Next!
========================================
In closing, how can we not make a slight mention of "life before luminous" - or "life before being luminous" perhaps? Okay, okay - "life before luminescence" really!
In those long gone days, therefore, when Luminous Luciano was rambling on and on, luminous ramblings though they were, the luminous circle had a different sobriquet for the gent - and, no, it wasn't that of raving or rambling lunatic, okay?
It was actually... Mister Coincidence!
For, as he made his fine sidetrackings and one thing led to another, he would do so with refinement and skill, make it unto an artform, verily! Inexorably, it would always be that the transition would begin with "and, coincidentally, wouldn't you know that..." - and so the sobriquet was the easiest thing to affix, quiet naturally!
Once in a blue moon, to this very day, Mister Coincidence can make a surprise reappearance, reemerging from the luminous psyche that he truly never left, in fact. But that is rare - really much so, these days. For these days we make much more than citing coincidences while wondering out loud what their significance might be: today, we have synchronicity firmly embanked upon our shore! Even back then, as we merely repertoriated without delving any deeper than that, we already believed that there truly weren't any coincidences: that everything happened for a reason indeed. Such is the essence of both synchronicity as of luminescence: and, so, it was apparent that the title of Mister Coincidence would have to go, eventually...
Alliterative gave us the answer, soon thereafter...
And the rest is history!
And don't any of you even dare to think to label this as some mild form of schizophrenia now - fools!
Next... time!
Class dismissed!
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